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So is this what we're doing? Going around introducing ourselves like it's the first day of class and your teacher's trying to break the ice despite the fact that you've already done this the last five periods in a row? I thought I was done with this when I graduated. Yeah, guess not.

[Kate grins lopsidedly at the camera, shrugging a little as she does. For anyone walking by, you can find her sitting on a bench on the boardwalk. Her legs are propped up on the railing in front of her, one leg crisscrossed over the other. She's staring at the camera from behind a pair of purple-framed shades, face framed perfectly. Clearly, this is not her first time talking through anything remotely resembling a Starkphone.]

Okay - I'm Kate Bishop and on my summer vacation, my buddy and I - [The camera pans down towards a one-eyed mutt laying on the ground, lazily watching the ocean. If you pay close attention, you might notice the way the camera passes by a purple quiver filled with arrows propped against the bench.] - decided to see what the fuss is about L.A. Gotta say, so far? Not bad.

That doesn't explain how I got here though. Or why every time I open a door with that mysterious key I found in my pocket, I always walk into Barton's crappy apartment. I get alternate universes are a thing - been there, done that - but come on. There's more than enough buildings here and I left that life behind. He's the one who futzed everything up. I get that most people don't usually get a choice of occupancy when brought somewhere against their will, but all I'm asking for is this one little favor. Or solution.

Anyone?

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Hi, Kate. And dog. [It's a cute dog.] I'm Wanda.

[While Wanda hasn't been to any alternate universes in any of her experiences back home -- yet, but give it time -- she's not disturbed by the idea of them existing; aliens attacked a city on her earth a few years back, and she was experimented on by a weapon used in that attack. It would be stupid to dismiss the idea of alternate universes probably being a thing after that experience alone. And certainly after her winding up here in what is apparently some sort of alternate universe, or multiverse hub, or whatever you want to call it.]

Please tell me you mean Clint Barton. [The idea of there being a world where he has a crappy apartment is hilarious to her for some reason. Probably because his farmhouse back home is a pretty nice place in that it's simple and relaxing; she's spent a lot of time there considering his family there has pretty much unofficially adopted her.]

[Oh Wanda. Wanda, Wanda, Wanda. If only you knew the differences between the Clints. If only Kate knew the differences between their Clints. She'd probably gawk and stare as if you grew an extra head. Actually, there's no probably about it.

And her Clint would never live it down if she saw him again. A world where Clint has a farmhouse and a family is definitely one of the most hilarious things she's heard in a long time.

For now though, she's staring at Wanda curiously. There's something familiar about her that Kate can't exactly place her finger on and it's quickly getting to her.]

I don't know any other Clint. Nice to meet you, Wanda... Got a last name to go with that?

I sure do. Maximoff. I'm an Avenger with a Clint Barton back in my world. Or, I was, we were. [Until they and some others on the team got arrested. (Thanks, Tony.)] It got complicated.

[And than it clicks. She looks younger (make that way younger) than Kate's used to seeing but it has to be her. If Kate looks close enough, she can see signs of the woman that she's previously met.

Huh. A young Wanda Maximoff. If only Billy and Tommy were here to see this. Actually, scratch that. It's probably better that they're not here.]

Yeah, I have a photo of you guys from way back when. [Clint and Wanda, Pietro, and Steve.] This is going to sound like a strange question, but what year was it back on Earth?

[Not only is the Wanda here only 27 but she can't do much of the same things that the Wanda Kate met can do, abilities wise. And there are definitely no Billy and Tommy counterparts for her, either.] Oh, I don't know, I'm sure there could have been stranger questions. [So, no, she's not really bothered by the question of year.] It was twenty-sixteen, middle of summer.

[Yeah, this is definitely futzing weird. Twenty-sixteen. Damn. That puts Wanda from the future, not the past.]

Trust me, there can. [Very easily, too. Kate blinks a couple of times and then shakes her head.] Easily. It's uh, it's nice [strange] to meet you, Wanda.

I take it you've Seen Some Stuff. [It's less of a question and more of a statement.] Nice to meet you too. This place seems small enough, I'm sure it won't be too long before we meet in person as well. [She's curious about what may be some of the differences in what appears to be their similar universes, but that seems like conversation better suited for in person.]

Seen Some Stuff. That's putting it mildly.

[Seriously. Don't get Kate started on all the stuff she's seen. Even before becoming a superhero in her own right, she's seen things. You can't grow up in New York City without witnessing something while growing up.]

Probably not. I don't exactly expect to spend most of my time inside.

[ In spite of the fact that Cam's caught all of that, he can't help fixating on that last bit. That would suck so hard, he thinks, and he doesn't mean for his opener to be so blunt, but it slips out, anyway. ]

They gave you a key to someone else's apartment? What the hell?

[ ...and then the realization that he's said that out loud first instead of thinking it while introducing himself instead hits. His face scrunches a little sheepishly. ]

...also, hi? I'm Cam. Sorry, that was really rude of me.

Right?!?!

[It's totally okay. You're kinda cute, Cam, and she is so not happy about finding herself in Clint's apartment. It's one thing when she's just randomly invited herself to crash at his place in the past. It's something else entirely when she's not given any choice.

Especially given that she went to L.A. to escape Barton for a while.]

No, not rude. I mean, Clint's apartment isn't bad. It's just... y'know. Crappy.

I meant...like just jumping in to weigh in on something like that without at least introducing myself, but...yeah, that really sucks. I'm sorry. ...it has to be a mix up, right?

[ Because that's the only thing, really, that makes sense to Cam, but then again...he's new here. He doesn't know that this place kind of has motives of its own. ]

[Kate shrugs. A mix-up makes the most sense, doesn't it? She's also unaware of Itinere's motives but even if she was, she can't possibly think what a world would have to gain by forcing the Hawkeyes to room together.]

You don't know how many doors I've tried since coming here. At this point, I'm waiting for Ashton Kutcher to come out and tell me I've been Punk'd.

[ In spite of himself, Cam laughs a little at that and then quickly apologizes for the inappropriate timing in the context of the conversation. ]

Sorry it's just...wow, that takes me back. It's been years since the end of Punk'd. At least, where I come from. But yeah, I get you, though. I hope it gets sorted for you soon.

[Kate shakes her head in dismissal when he apologizes. So not needed. Sometimes you just need to keep things light in a stressful situation.]

Reruns, my friend. Reruns. [Said with a bit of a smirk.] Thanks. Hopefully, things aren't nearly as futzed up here for you.

[ Smirking a little, Cam lifts his eyebrows. ]

Okay, but...if we're talking re-runs, then there's no cameras because it's already been filmed. [ To her other point, he gives a non-commital half-shrug. ]

I guess that depends on how you look at it. I have my own place, at least, but...

[ But his baby sister is nowhere to be found. ]

[C'mon, cut her a break. Given how strange things are here, it's entirely possible that Ashton Kutcher's come out of reality show retirement. Seriously.

She has a magic key. Anything has to be possible.]

But?

But my sister's not here so it's weird. I'm used to living with her.

[ And without her, it feels kind of empty. ]

[There's a small twinge of jealousy at that. Kate will always love Susan but they'll ultimately never see eye to eye on life anymore.

But she tries instead to be sympathetic.]

Maybe that's a good thing? For her?

[ Cam's brow creases a little at that. Would it be good for Sophie to spread her wings without him as a safety net? Probably. But they'd said she wouldn't even know he was gone, so it doesn't really matter, does it? ]

Maybe...I don't know.

This place doesn't exactly seem all that, well...

How safe is any dimension that randomly kidnaps you and won't even give you your own apartment?

Yeah, no, I'll give you that. That's a good point. You're right. Doesn't make me miss her less, though.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Are we supposed to introduce ourselves? [ Steve has been here a few days and still isn't entirely sure what everything is. He's been lying low and trying to find answers, but answers aren't exactly easy to find. Or at least not the kind he was anticipating.]

[ He doesn't miss the momentary flash of arrows and the name Barton definitely gets his attention.] Hello, Kate. I'm Steve Rogers. Did you say Barton? As in Clint Barton?

[Supposed to. Can do. Whatever you want to consider it, there does seem to be a trend going on. Why not hop on the bandwagon? It seems like like as good a way as any to break the ice.

Not that Kate deems it all that important to answer his initial question. Because that smile that had previously been on her face has started to fade. Her brows knit together in serious thought and purses her lips together.]

Yeah. We've met, sir. [She might not always be the most respectful, but every now and then, she does know how.] Remember? You're the one who gave me Clint's bow and the codename. Or is this one of those crazy different time or space things?

[ He doesn't remember. And he can't fathom a reason he would do so unless Barton was somehow out of commission. He swallows and shakes his head. ]

Time or space things? I'm afraid you might have to fill me in.

[Well, technically? Barton was out of commission at the time. Everyone thought he was dead. Kate has her issues with Clint every now and then (okay, more often than not), but she prefers the guy alive. Hawkeyes got to stick together and all that.

Steve's answer isn't exactly the one she wants and it shows from the frown on her face. But rather than letting it bug her, Kate rolls right with it.]

Like when a teenage Kang the Conqueror went back in time to try to keep himself from becoming such an as- [Pause. Swearing in front of Captain America is probably not a good idea.] -to keep himself from going evil. He's the whole reason the Young Avengers got together to begin with.

[ I'm sorry, Kate, is he supposed to say hello or something? Too bad he's Clint. ]

Okay, first of all, I didn't futz anything up. [ He pauses with a little wince, looking away from the camera and over his phone. ] I mean. Okay, I sort of futzed everything up but you don't have to be such a brat about it.

Second of all, this is all fucked - futzed, sorry - no, you know what? Fucked. This is all fucked up, you don't even know.[ Because Kate came back from L.A. And she has Lucky. And Lucky... well, she shouldn't have Lucky. This sounds like some stupid Stark Avengers Time Shit that he doesn't want to bother understanding. ]

Third of all, my key leads to my apartment too and you're not invited anymore, so I'm going to need that back. And finally, fifth - wait, sixth? Hold on. [ He stares off for a second as he tries to count in his head before he gives up. ] Lastly, where are you? [ Not because he wants to see you, Kate, he wants to see his damn dog, okay? ]

[It'd only be polite. Oh, wait. It's Clint.]

Excuse me? [Wince away, Barton. Because you deserve this tongue lashing you're about to get. She's a brat? She's a brat? Whoa, yo definitely have your wires mixed up this time because there is no way that she's responsible for any of this. Okay, so it had been her choice to leave New York and all that but only because you brought it on yourself. There are only so many times Kate can defend you or give you a pep-talk before it starts to eat at her own morale.] I'm being a brat? You better look in a mirror buddy because if you had to deal with nearly half of the crap I did from all your futz ups, you'd react exactly the same way.

[At least she's not going to argue about how fucked up all of this is. Being kidnapped to another world. Having a key that'll magically unlock any door and lead her into Clint's apartment? And now this?

Yeah, it's definitely fucked up.]

No way! I've already spent half the morning trying to clean the damn place. I need a place to sleep too. [Cue one eye roll.] Try the beach.

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