[Clint catches the gesture with a frown. He picks up the bow again, slides it to the side and leans on it briefly.]
I dunno, post the circus I was looking for things to do. [His gaze goes distant and he shrugs] ...I had family in the military so I joined the marines but I'm not particularly the following orders type.
[he smirks] I can't remember exactly where I picked up the bow again in combat, but it attracted the attention of the right people which got me to where I am today.
[Both giving information and not information, both a spy and a soldier. He shrugs, pulling the last arrow out of his quiver.] Nobody gives arrows a lot of credit honestly. Here, watch.
[He doesn't wait for permission, twisting to fire at a metal overhang. The arrow hits it, bounces off a second metal hanging before zooming back to the target and hitting one of the spaces marked for a lung.
[Shooting Range Spam]
I dunno, post the circus I was looking for things to do. [His gaze goes distant and he shrugs] ...I had family in the military so I joined the marines but I'm not particularly the following orders type.
[he smirks] I can't remember exactly where I picked up the bow again in combat, but it attracted the attention of the right people which got me to where I am today.
[Both giving information and not information, both a spy and a soldier. He shrugs, pulling the last arrow out of his quiver.] Nobody gives arrows a lot of credit honestly. Here, watch.
[He doesn't wait for permission, twisting to fire at a metal overhang. The arrow hits it, bounces off a second metal hanging before zooming back to the target and hitting one of the spaces marked for a lung.
Marvel Physics.]