[ reflexively, clint reaches to his side and grabs his gun, taking off whatever the space equivalent of a safety is but keeping it held at his side. the sound is loud and clearly from where natasha was looking, but if it were hostile it would be attacking, not climbing through the vent.
he's....going to take the more direct route to figuring this out. sorry natasha. ]
Someone up there?
[ he yells it but not so loud the whole ship can hear, just enough to get his point across. ]
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he's....going to take the more direct route to figuring this out. sorry natasha. ]
Someone up there?
[ he yells it but not so loud the whole ship can hear, just enough to get his point across. ]