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[Übermensch]

Zachery Max Locks
Zach noticed a mean behind Charlie but he didn't say anything. He heard the man holding a bow ordering Charlie to drop the bag, who was this guy? Zach thought to himself. He saw the man motion him backwards so Zach took a couple steps back calmly without taking an eye off the man holding the bow or Charlie. After Zach took a couple steps back he figured he should say something. "Are you going to kill him?" Zach asked with a cold look.

[jörmungandr.]

Charlie smiled a bit, "Well, there's simply some money and supplies in here. I plan to do nothing with it.. though it will help me live," he replied, about to say more when he heard a voice behind him. He turned slowly and frowned when he saw Clint. Now he was really somebody to worry about. He barely noticed Clint switching the arrows as he tried to think of a escape from this. Would he really leave this bag behind? He really couldn't.. "Oh, it's great to see you," he said sarcastically, "Sorry but I really can't leave this bag behind. It would be bad for me." Maybe if he just stalled for a while he could figure something out. He looked at the arrow and clenched his teeth. No doubt it was a powerful arrow, and he didn't quite feel like dying, so his main objective was to keep that arrow from being shot for now.

{@Severus Snape, yeah.}

[★ nirvana,]

★☆ Hawkeye ★ ☆

Clint raised an eyebrow. "Depends," he responded truthfully. "If he doesn't listen to me, I just might. Why would you care?" he asked, but his gaze darted back over to Charlie as he spoke up. "Then it's not going to turn out very pretty for you whether you drop the bag or not, is it?" he sneered, deliberately tightening his grip on the bow in order to let Charlie know exactly what he planned to do to him if that bag wasn't dropped in the next couple of minutes or so. "I think you know what the better choice for you will be."

(Clint is an *** to strangers, I'm sorry. xDD)

[Übermensch]

Zachery Max Locks
Zach frowned, he really didn't want anybody getting hurt. He thought it would be best if Charlie either drop the bag and just leave. "I don't like violence and I certainly don't want anybody getting hurt" he said as he stared directly at the man holding the bow. He turned his attention back to Charlie "Just leave the bag, if you want money or supplies I'll give you some" he said with his arms crossed. "We don't want this situation getting any worse, do we?" Zach asked.

(It's cool, Clint is a cool guy cx)

[jörmungandr.]

Charlie frowned, glancing between the two for a second. He could always get these supplies elsewhere. But it was risky trying to steal in one day. But Clint had a point. He'd rather not die because of an arrow. He held out the bag a foot before dropping it, keeping his eyes on Clint while the bag hit the ground. He raised an eyebrow and gave a sarcastic smile. "Happy now?" he said with a huff. Even though it looked like he was giving in, he still had a plan. Hopefully the plan would work. If it didn't... well, then that wasn't good. "Why do you guys want this bag so much? It's not very important. But no, you just couldn't let this one slip. There's somebody probably getting mugged right now, you could be helping them. But nah, you have to waste your time with me."

[Snapel]

Charlie smiled a bit, "Well, there's simply some money and supplies in here. I plan to do nothing with it.. though it will help me live," he replied, about to say more when he heard a voice behind him. He turned slowly and frowned when he saw Clint. Now he was really somebody to worry about. He barely noticed Clint switching the arrows as he tried to think of a escape from this. Would he really leave this bag behind? He really couldn't.. "Oh, it's great to see you," he said sarcastically, "Sorry but I really can't leave this bag behind. It would be bad for me." Maybe if he just stalled for a while he could figure something out. He looked at the arrow and clenched his teeth. No doubt it was a powerful arrow, and he didn't quite feel like dying, so his main objective was to keep that arrow from being shot for now.

{@Severus Snape, yeah.}

(Could they maybe see Lillian flying toward the Headquarters and meet her?)

[★ nirvana,]

★☆ Hawkeye ★☆

"Apologies," he said to Zachery in a sarcastic tone, rolling his eyes. Anyone was able to tell that he wasn't very sorry at all. "Unfortunately, I have direct orders from S.H.I.E.L.D. to take this man down if he refuses to cooperate." Then his gaze hardened. "This includes their permission to gun down any civilian who happens to get in the way of it - in this case, you," he smirked. "And you're rather lucky I'm not the type of person to shoot down innocents." Then the bag dropped to the ground.

He kept his arrow trained on Charlie's face as he cautiously stepped towards the bag, never taking his gaze off of the criminal. "Because you are wanted for many crimes, not just one," he responded drily, looking behind him for a quick second as if he expected to see a mugging happening behind him. "And the people you're working with are people we've been trying to take down for a long time," he added, turning back to Charlie and lowering his bow very slightly, just enough so that he could reach for the bag. His movements were still very slow and calculated, as even though he had received training from Captain America himself in hand-to-hand combat, he knew he wouldn't be able to take down a man made of pure steel with just his bare hands.

[Übermensch]

Zachery Max Locks
Zachery put his hands in his pockets and shrugged. "I heard about you guys, kind of violent in my opinion" he said. He looked around and sighed. He started wandering around "Thanks for not shooting me by the way" he said in a bored tone. "What are you going to do with him now?" he asked. "Just let him go?" he continued as he stared at Charlie and Clint.

[jörmungandr.]

Charlie listened to him with a fake smile, "Oh, so I have caught the attention of S.H.I.E.L.D! Good, that only make things more interesting," he said in a cheery voice. He watched the archer walk toward him and the bag, he stayed completely still but kept his eyes on Clint as the man reached down for the bag. His eyes landed on the bow and arrow and he smirked. It was so close to him. Clint wouldn't released the arrow now, would he? Before the chance got away from him Charlie suddenly turned, reaching forward and trying to grab hold of the bow and point it away while sending a quick kick at Clint. If he was going to get away, this was his chance, and if he didn't then he was definitely screwed.

[★ nirvana,]

★☆ Hawkeye ★☆

Clint was about to open his mouth to respond when all of a sudden there was a sharp blow to his face, stronger than almost anything he had ever felt before. The sheer force of it caused him to stumble back a couple of steps, and he was pretty sure that the kick had broken his nose, or nearly so. He felt blood dribbling down his chin and figured that his lip had been busted as well. A bad bruise was blossoming on his cheek now, too.

He shook it off, about to return to his former position when he realized that Charlie had taken ahold of the bow when he had been momentarily distracted. "Easy now," he warned, taking a step back. "You shoot that bow, and both of us are going to be blown to pieces." He honestly didn't care about the bow; he had replicas of it back at the S.H.I.E.L.D. HQ. However, he did care about the arrow that was currently nocked into the bow.