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Clint Barton ([personal profile] asthehawkflies) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2012-12-07 03:34 am

The Great Pancake Disaster (and other fairly stupid tales)

Who: Clint, Bucky, Steve, Coulson, Natasha
What: Sticky superheroes
When: December 7th
Where: Battle Dome then Clint's apartment
Summary: Clint promised Bucky there would be pancakes. Things don't go quite as planned.
Rating: PG-15 for eventual non-sexual nudity?




The Battle Dome room is set up a little differently today, just while he waits for Barnes to arrive for their regular practice session. There are mats laid out on the floor and a trapeze in the centre of the room, high enough that it takes a little ramp to get up to it.

Right now though, Clint is focused on the tightrope that he's got set up to cross the room a couple of meters above the ground. It's been a while since he's done much with a lot of what he learned back in the circus, beyond shooting anyway, but Adele was right, you have to have something to soothe the boredom.

He takes the first step out onto the wire, sure footed, wobbling a little bit as he finds the balance for it, and the another step until he's out in the middle of the wire.
jamesbarnes: (chillin like a villain)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-09 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Bucky heads out for his usual training session with Clint a little early today. He's got nothing better to do and he figures it'll give him a little more time to stretch anyway. They'll be sparring, and he's come to learn that Clint's style is both rougher than Steve's and more acrobatic, which is a feat, considering some of the things Steve can do. Not surprising though. He supposes growing up in a circus, and then among spies will do that for you.

Clint is already there when he arrives, so Bucky lets himself in. It's not their usual setup, but he doesn't say anything. He folds his arms and leans back against the wall to watch Clint move across the tightrope.
jamesbarnes: (not smirking at all)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-09 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Bucky grins instead of responding to the question. "Practicing your act or showin' off just for me?"
jamesbarnes: (let's do something fun)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-09 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Bucky rolls his eyes. "Stop, you'll make me blush."

He unfolds his arms and steps over to explore, the curiosity in his gaze not at all hidden by his casual attitude. "What else can you do with this stuff anyway?"
jamesbarnes: (that so?)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-13 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"You wish."

His expression turns thoughtful. It's an unconventional skillset, but he can see where some of it would come in handy, and it's not like he's got better things to do with his time around here. Maybe, if Clint's up for it...

"Oh yeah? Think you could teach me?"
jamesbarnes: (winter)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-14 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Wouldn't be fair to you, would it?"

Knives seem like the most useful. He'll always prefer guns, but knives are quiet, and low-tech. After the wild west he's thinking he wouldn't mind a little more than hand to hand and the rudimentary knife-work the army taught him.

Juggling would be more for kicks, and trapeze... well he's got a thing about hanging on to bars and heights. His gaze lingers anyway, and the uncertainty is what makes up his mind for him.

He indicates the trapeze with a tilt of his head.

"That. If you're up for it."
jamesbarnes: (that so?)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-15 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your wallet wouldn't. In theory, I suppose."

Hard to bet when there's no money. Bucky shakes his head and strips down to his undershirt as usual, and since Clint doesn't question the undoubtedly weird choice of activity, Bucky goes with it too. He stretches out, eyes tracking Clint as he moves. He makes it look easy, of course.

"Not too bad. I kept up with boxing, the usual amount of climbing in the field. That doesn't look too hard."

It's easy enough to jump and grab hold of the bar, and even to haul himself up, but after that he lives to regret his words very, very much.
jamesbarnes: (not smirking at all)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-15 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
He walks away from the training session with a bet he probably shouldn't have taken and the new-found knowledge of his ability to clothesline himself on a trapeze. Still not the worst idea he's had around Clint, and he was kinda getting the hang of it near the end.

"Just what you need, the chance to take pictures." He returns Clint's grin, and gives it a moment's consideration while he gathers his things. "How handy does it come in for you?"
Edited 2012-12-15 23:48 (UTC)
jamesbarnes: (eyebrow raise)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-18 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Bucky nods. "Alright, you're on. But if this gets anywhere past Natasha I'll be sharin' my fist with your face."

Which, considering what they usually get up to, is less of a threat and more like Tuesday.
jamesbarnes: (pic#4797997)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-19 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I got that impression. She's definitely something."

Bucky rubs the side of his neck, almost self-conscious. That fight left an impression to say the least. He collects his stuff and heads for the door with Clint.

"Your place or mine? You owe me pancakes, don't think I forgot."
jamesbarnes: (that so?)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-20 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
"What debt?" Bucky asks, arching an eyebrow. "I'm talkin' about a promise you made. I expect you to own up to it like a man. Although if you make a habit of paying your debts with pancakes we need to make a few more bets..."

The walk back to Clint's place is all easy banter, and once they settle in Bucky helps himself to a glass of orange juice while Clint pulls out pancake ingredients.

"Need any help?"
jamesbarnes: (this is not my impressed face)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-20 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Like I said. What debt?" That tone clearly brooks no room for argument. He knows exactly what Clint was talking about, and as far as he's concerned there's nothing to make up for that.

Bucky straddles a chair and rests his arms across the back of it, lazily watching Clint move about the kitchen.

"You're a man of many talents. Got any chocolate chips?"
jamesbarnes: (listen here)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-20 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
He rests his chin against his arms, silent for a moment. Being an orphan is tough, even with little things. He used to hate being fussed over, but the first time he got a scrape and his ma wasn't there... Well, he got into a lot more scrapes, when he thought that absence was all he'd ever have of her again. He got a lot of time to feel sorry for himself before he realized there were people who had it worse, and in a lot of ways he'd been lucky.

Clint's brother sounds like a real class act, but he knows better than to talk about someone's family. "Doesn't mean you don't deserve better. If it had been me laid up, you'd have done the same thing."

He grins at Clint's comment about the chocolate chips. "Hey, don't use all of 'em." He sits up a little and holds out a hand. "Come on, share."
jamesbarnes: (not smirking at all)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-21 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
"You're welcome." He concedes, and that's about all he's going to accept from Clint. "I hate hospitals too."

He's not usually too worried about himself, but he spent most of his adolescent years in and out with Steve. Waiting is the worst.

He's glad to hear he's not off the mark with the way he's got Clint pegged.

He starts eating chocolate chips right out of the bag as soon as Clint hands them over. The comment doesn't register right away, but he gets the gist of it after a moment and shakes his head. "If that's what you're worried about the future's a bleaker place than I thought."
jamesbarnes: (that so?)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-21 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Only on the way out."

He's got no idea what to make of weight loss being an industry. It's not like cars or bullets and bombs - how does that even work? And then Clint says it's a multi-billion dollar industry and Bucky decides he must be joking. He rolls his eyes.

"Nice try, Barton. There's not that much money in the whole country."
jamesbarnes: (lost)

[personal profile] jamesbarnes 2012-12-21 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
He's about to tell Clint to cut the crap already, but it's not his usual kinda joke. His expression goes from confused to thoughtful. There's something they're both missing here.

"...Huh. Everything really did cost less in the old days. You could see a show for a quarter on the weekends and that was gettin' a little pricey."
Edited 2012-12-21 20:10 (UTC)