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[latro]

This is Hood.

[ The sounds are unmistakable; the clinking of glasses, soft rock music, muted chatter. Hood's on a bar, be it for the booze or for the memories, he ain't telling. It's a little bit of both, really. At least in there he can pretend the crazy world he's been dumped into exists at all. As long as he doesn't walk out again there's nothing to worry, right? ]

Someone fucked up. [ There's a hint of irritation in his voice. ] They wanted a hero, they got me. I'm honored, really, but I sort of quit that life. [ Being a cop and being a hero aren't exactly the same, but that's as close as he's ever going to get. ]

I get it, though. No going back, at least not willingly. Fine. [ A pause; that whiskey isn't going to drink itself. ]

Just... you go your way, I go mine. Got it.

Good.

[ As if he would wait for an actual reply, pffft. ]

Comments

[latro]

Hood like Lucas Hood.

[ But he sounds slightly amused, because that's the actual first time someone tells him that one. It doesn't really apply to him, not exactly. ]

Talking from experience?

[morethan084]

You go by your last name?

[It wasn't that weird. She often called Jemma and Leo Fitz and Simmons.]

Maybe.

[That's a yes.]

Were you some kind of super hero back home?

[latro]

Sometimes.

[ Depending who he is at the moment. ]

Maybe, huh? Didn't think I would ever meet a vigilante.

[ As for the last question, all she gets is a snort and a scoff. ]

[morethan084]

Who says I'm a vigilante?

[So he could be a little shit too? Good to know.]

[latro]

Alright, villain.

[ Not buying it, you sound way too righteous ]

[morethan084]

Wow. Way to put a label on it.

[latro]

You're not saying no, though.

[morethan084]

I didn't say yes to anything either.

So what did you do back home?

[latro]

Silence is acceptance.

I don't tell things to strangers.

[ Liar, he doesn't tell things to anyone. ]

[morethan084]

What? Afraid of being judged or whatever? It's okay, I'm not asking for pics of you in spandex or whatever stupid alias you went by.

[She's just going to make stupid assumptions until she finally gets him to spill.]

[latro]

Now you're just projecting, lady.

[ Spandex is more like Job's speed, he thinks. ]

[morethan084]

Pfft. I never wore spandex.

Except that one time...

[That she stood outside of Stark Tower. Shut up.]

You gotta give me something here. You've made me way too curious now.

[AKA she's bored.]

[latro]

There's a story there.

[ A woman in spandex. Color him intrigued. ]

Come over for a drink, first.

[ This is a bad idea. ]

[morethan084]

A stupid one.

[Daisy cocked a brow at that. She had heard the noise in the background, but that didn't give her a location. Other than a bar.]

Where?

[latro]

Aren't those the best?

[ Either she wants to come or not, he's okay with both.

A moment later he sends her his location. ]

I'll even buy the first round.

[morethan084]

[Well. This was better than just laying in bed thinking way too much on everything wrong in her life, right?

Getting up out of bed:]

Be there in a bit.

[Getting changed into something other than pajamas, Daisy headed out to meet this guy she just met at a bar. What? A free drink was a free drink.

Now she just had to figure out which person in this bar was him.]

Here now. Where are you sitting?

[latro]

[ Rather than answering, Hood clears his throat. Loudly.

He saw her the moment she walked in, of course, so when she looks over they'll eyes will meet.

He doesn't say a word, doesn't make a movement. He just stares deep into her eyes and waits for her to come over. ]

[morethan084]

[Daisy had just sent the message when she looks over and sees some guy staring at her.

Moving towards him, Daisy shoved her hands in her back pockets.]

Either you're Hood or just some guy staring at me.

[latro]

[ He slides a jar of beer on the bar so it ends in front of her. ]

Take a risk, then.

[morethan084]

[Looking from the glass to him, Daisy gave a half roll of her eyes as she moved to take a sit next to him.]

Well, you don't exactly look like a superhero.

[latro]

Neither do you.

[ A soft shrug. ]

I'm taking it as a compliment.

[morethan084]

[Daisy let out a snort at that.]

It's all the black, right?

[To be fair, she use to wear dresses and color a lot more a few years ago.]

[latro]

[ He looks at her, the intensity of his stare everpresent. ]

Maybe, but not quite. You look...

[ He stops himself, turning to take a drink. Maybe he's coming too strong. ]

[morethan084]

[Yeah. Why is he staring at her like that? Either way, she can give it right back to him.]

I look...?

[latro]

You look like the world has disappointed you one too many times.

[ There we go. His stare remains intense, but it melts away a bit. ]

You look like you're done being a hero.