[[OC Son of Mockingbird and Hawkeye. Please read Rules and Bio before roleplaying. Hate-free blog]]
M!A: None, Accepting
Tracking Tag: rhysbarton
FC: Garrett Hedlund
Don’t be such a jealous little bitch, Rhys. I look good all the time. What’s with the that, really? Just because Superman hides his identity behind a pair of glasses, doesn’t mean a hat does it for you!
Like I said, it’s a disguise.
Pffft superman. I’m way cooler than superman.
Really now? Coming from number three on the lab’s hazard list AND the guy who escaped prison AND faked his death. Which by the way- I’m going to kill you.
[throws a wrench at him with precision]
[lets the wrench clonk against his chest] — Ow. meanie.
All I’m saying is that you look like a moron!
But hey, you look like a moron all the time so now I know how you feel.
No-one say anything about the hat.
It’s a disguise.
I didn’t say I don’t lure to the crazies, and shut-up ya ass.
I’m not crazy whatchu talkin’ about?
[beams, a cheery smile]
He’s not a very nice man.
'M not a very nice man either, but you don't—
[pauses and pulls a face]
Weeeell saying no-one’s tried to kill me would be a lie. [shrugs]
It’ll be done by next week.
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Ah, but nothing beats seeing it up close and personal.
Because then they know who’s getting even.
[nods] True, true.
[puts the paper in his pocket] Why’d you want the poor soul dead? ‘F you don’t mind me askin’.
The expressions on a person’s face are the most intriguing and entertaining part.
I see enough of them through the scope. [grins more brightly] Hilarious if i stick a laser sight on the gun.
… No one. It’s fine, I just— tripped.
… From who?
Hey, at least he didn’t shoot me. And yes, I did go on a date, and it went very well.
[taps his nose] Secret.
…… Wow. Mature. Was he brainwashed at the time, I wonder?
[squints at her] I heard some angry voice when you came back last night that sounded suspiciously like his.
Sounds like playing with your food.
[hands him a folded up paper with the name and photo of his target on it.]
I say if you wanna mess with ‘im, go for it, sweetheart.
[takes the paper, still grinning]
Oh yeah. [with a dark glint in his eye] The tip off is my favourite. See how they scuttle.
"Say what you want, I think I have great taste in men."
Oh, yeah. FINE taste in men. An abusive asshole, would-be killer of his own sister—
[smirks a little]
A name and a face.
That’s you snipers really need, ain’t it?
Eh, likes and dislikes. Habits. I like to get to know my target first. Play with them a little.
[sudden grin] But yeah, name n’ face if you’d please.