Name:Jack Barton
Age:18
Gender:Male
Parent:Hawkeye(Clint Barton)
Hero or villain:Hero
Hero/villain name:Night-Bird
Other:He has a bow he made himself,along with a couple arrows for his weapon.He also carries a dagger around in the backpack he always has with him.
Crush:Don't have one yet,but might develop one along the way.
Looks:
Power: Like his father,he is very skilled at archery,and it's one of his favorite things besides drawing.He also has great fighting skills.
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How do we start?
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We will start at SHEILD headquarters and we will soon be given a mission.
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Carol stood by her mother waiting for there mission. "why are we here again mom?"She asked Nat.
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Maxwell was climbing up and down along the ceiling as if he was a actual spider. "Mission, mission, mission!" He said to himself in happiness.
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Sky hovered in the air. "What is thy mission." She asked in her Asgardian accent.
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"I don't know, I want to know!" Maxwell said, still crawling up and down on the roof.
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Carol waited for the mission.(Who tells us the mission!)
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Jack leaned against the/a wall,and just sighed,waiting to be assigned the mission.He was excited,just...well...not?He put his backpack on the floor beside him,putting his bow and arrows next to it.He crossed his legs and his arms,and tilted his head up a little,resting it on the wall.
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Maxwell stopped, then looked at Jack... He could almost 'smell' that he wasn't happy! He let go of the roof, turning toward Jack, standing on Jack's thighs. "Hey Jack! How you doing? Hey, hey, hey!"
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Jack looked at Maxwell with a blank expression."Awesome.I'm doing great.Now will you get off of me?"he asked him in a blank tone."When is this mission gonna start?"he mumbled to himself,just wanting to get it done and over with so he could go back to drawing and more practicing.
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"Okay, awesome!" Maxwell said, performing a backflip off of him. He landed on the ground, but almost toppled over as if he was a drunk man...
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Jack smiled a bit at Maxwell,chuckling a little."Ah,I remember when I was your age.I was always tipsy,too."he joked,flicking Maxwell's head."Nice tipsy-man back flip."
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"Tipsy? Is that an insult or something?" Maxwell asked, rubbing his head with a slight glare at him.
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Carol snickered at Maxwell.
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Jack chuckled."Maybe,maybe not."he said,leaning back against the wall,closing his eyes,his head tilted up a little bit.He yawned and stretched his arms,hearing his neck pop as he cracked it.He smiled and sighed in satisfaction,rubbing the back of his neck.
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Maxwell muttered certain words under his breath. Words that shouldn't really be said... "And I mean all that if it is an insult.." That was the last and clear praseodymium that was heard from him.
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Jack opened one eye,raising an eyebrow at Maxwell.He shrugged his shoulder and shoved his hands in his pockets,shutting his eyes again.
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"What's our mission? I'm getting bored.." Maxwell muttered to the group.
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Carol shrugged."Besides your always bored."