Owner	Pose
Clint Barton	Early morning at Clint's apartment. Coffee is brewing already when the archer exits the bathroom, towel around his waist, his hair still dripping on his bare shoulders. He walks past the small bedroom, stopping only to peek inside, grinning. "Waky waky," he says, "We need to go feed the cats, then maybe do some work."
Skye Johnson	Morning still wasn't the highlight of the day. Witness: "Ugh, two more hours.." And she rolled over and buried herself under the blankets. Of course, he would have it mention the cats. Damn! "Low blow! Fine, but you better have coffee on."
Clint Barton	Coffee is on and ready!" Clint replies as he walks in the living room then in the corner where a counter, sink, stove and fridge serve as the /kitchen/. He pours coffee in the mugs, grabbing one for himself. He then leans against the kitchen counter, enjoying the fresh brew. "You know," he says, "We never got to watch the end of Looper. We'll have to do that sometime. But I guess AARs are in order for today."
Skye Johnson	Skye laughs, "We didn't, did we." She drags her weary body from the bed, and makes her way to the 'kitchen'. "Aha, you have discovered the way to get me out of bed." Cats. And keeping the coffee pot over *here.. She gives a quick kiss, and pours a cup. "Ugh, you would have to say AAR, wouldn't you? How's yours coming along?"
Clint Barton	"Figures, after finding the way to get you in my bed, I mastered the art of getting you out of it. My life is complete!" Clint laughs. There's a few things he hates more than writing AARs. He'd rather take on a gang of mobsters than write these damn reports. " Didn't write one line since we met with Winty. Do you think we could do it verbally? Or find a ghost writer?" he laughs lightly at that, knowing that none of these options is possible.
Skye Johnson	"Ah, well, I was nice knowing you." Skye grins. "You know, now that your life is complete." Mmm coffee.. "You can try," she holds her mug in two hands. "But, please, tell me when you are doing it, that I can witness the results, 'cause I'll bet it'll be epic."
Clint Barton	Ah, she got him there! He's good sport and laughs at her reply. "Actually," Clint replies, "I was counting on you doing it first, so I could copy from yours." And he seems quite serious about it too! He then goes to sit on the couch - there isn't much more to sit on in here anyway. "We'll have to eat as some point, I might have some food in the fridge."
Skye Johnson	"You can try, but I feel that Fury will know!" Skye laughs, pours a bit more coffee before joining him. "Mmm, we could stop at the bodega?" There's a thought. "As long as someone - me, I guess - gets some gushy fuds for the cats. Then it's your turn."
Clint Barton	In an automatic gesture, which he probably did many times, Clint passes the blanket to Skye. She likes it comfy in the morning, especially when drinking her first coffee. As for himself, he's fine in the towel. "Alright, sounds like a plan," Clint replies. He then gets more serious, "I'll stop by the R&D, need to stock up on some special arrow heads, for our next /mission/."
Skye Johnson	Ah! The blanket. "You looooove me!" Skye was pretty much convinced he had the blanket just for you. "What about R&D? Hrmm? New toys? For IcedLotus?"
Clint Barton	"I love you," Clint replies, grinning at Skye, "And I also like my woman warm." He actually bought that blanket for her, these faux-fur ones that are so soft and comfy. "Yeah, we'll be on our own, so we need to be well equipped. No back up. I know Winty we'll get what he needs, so I'll /borrow/ what I'll need. Nothing new really, just basic stuff."
Skye Johnson	"Alright. I suppose I could see if there are a few things that Fitz or Jemma can help me with." Skye snuggles with the blanket and props her head on his chest."You and Winter going to look around some of the sites? Do you need a co-pilots?"
Clint Barton	Clint thinks for a moment, about the plan Winter Soldier and him have discussed. "First, we need to get intel on her location," he says, "We'll go /ask/ the mob boss. You'll have to neutralize the security system, then check his computer while Winty and I convince him to talk. Hopefully, then we'll have a lead. She could be anywhere in the world, but given the link with the Russian mob, I'd bet on a remote location in Russia."
Skye Johnson	Skye pretends to pout. "In other words.. You don't need me to fly. That's ok, I probably need to stay home for the initial visits?" She liked flying! "You've got a plan, then?"
Clint Barton	Clint shakes his head, "We need you for the first phase of the plan," he says, "For the security systems and to get info out of the computer." He gently ruffles her hair, "Hey, you can fly when we go to Russia. Happy?" He grins a that.
Skye Johnson	"I know. Besides, if she can get her hands on me, she wins. I can wait.' Skye laughs, "Deal." She can wait until they were certain.
Clint Barton	Clint nods at that, "She /won't/ get her hands on you," he says, almost menacingly. "Let her even try. He then stands, "I'll get dressed," he says. A few minutes later, he returns, wearing jeans and a t-shirt. "Want more coffee? Once you're ready, we'll go check the cats."