[ The last time Clint had been at a fancy party like this, he'd been playing much the same roll. Natasha had been playing an heiress, and Clint her loyal guard dog; a well-worn role for the both of them.
Just as Nyx falls back into this roll, so too does Clint. He'd followed Sam into the party initially, but eventually swapped places with another and slipped away. Though the hall is well lit, there are plenty of shadows to slink into, and plenty of things to hear when you're unseen and unheard. Eventually though he needs to step from the shadows before he gets stuck there, mind absent. Luckily for him, Nyx is darkening a corner, and most eyes are on the actual diplomats for now.
So Clint touches his mind, a quick don't move, and slips from Nyx's shadow. He appears between breaths, and with a faint shiver shakes away the burgeoning edge of ice. ]
(A pity.)
[ Soft laughter, but, well it's true isn't it? ]
(Not that they don't already have plenty of reasons to stare.)
party time
Just as Nyx falls back into this roll, so too does Clint. He'd followed Sam into the party initially, but eventually swapped places with another and slipped away. Though the hall is well lit, there are plenty of shadows to slink into, and plenty of things to hear when you're unseen and unheard. Eventually though he needs to step from the shadows before he gets stuck there, mind absent. Luckily for him, Nyx is darkening a corner, and most eyes are on the actual diplomats for now.
So Clint touches his mind, a quick don't move, and slips from Nyx's shadow. He appears between breaths, and with a faint shiver shakes away the burgeoning edge of ice. ]
( A pity. )
[ Soft laughter, but, well it's true isn't it? ]
( Not that they don't already have plenty of reasons to stare. )