The clawing stopped abruptly as Clint recognized the new voice. Oh fuck. Abandoning his escape attempt, Clint bolted toward Coulson, and skid to a stop at the man's feet. The first noise out of his mouth was an embarrassing chirp, and none of the one's that followed were any better.
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Date: 2012-01-18 05:51 am (UTC)