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[Voice] Reboot the mission?

What the--

[There's a series of muffled clicks and thumps as he fiddles with the phone settings for a bit, and then his voice comes through clearer, more decisive.]

This is Hawkeye requesting a situation update on what the hell just happened to my team. And, uh. The entire operation, while we're at it.

Can anybody read me?

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[Well, that's a new one.]

I'm a Cybertronian. [Obviously...?]

Though does that mean you know Loki?

[Watch Barton's expression go from slightly bemused to absolutely icy.]

What do you know about Loki?

He landed here, some time ago--he apparently crashed into a ship. He was going to help us escape.

No one has seen him in a long time, though. [He can't hide the worry in his voice. ]

Shit. ['No sign of Loki', his ass.]

Trust me, it's better if he's gone. And if he's not... the last thing on his mind would be helping someone.

I'm...sorry?

I can only assure you that the Loki I knew was a bit, well, eccentric, but he did on several occasions offer help.

He even helped repair me.

[He looks almost disgusted at the apology because this robot just doesn't know the half of it. And Barton doesn't feel like sharing.]

Well, the Loki I know isn't exactly big on altruism. He doesn't think small. Eccentric? Try 'genocidal psychopath'.

Yes. Dr Banner has said as much about a Loki he knew.

Is it possible there are splinter universes?

Though I think the true risk to us here has always been from the Domes, not from one of us.

That's fine, since I don't think that guy would ever consider himself "one of us". Unless he really did come from one of your splinter universes.

[You know, the kind where day is night, up is down, and Loki's a... good guy.]

I can't say for sure, but I simply can't square the accounts that you and Dr Banner have of your Loki with the one I knew.

Just...if you see him here, please give him a chance.

[He barks a bitter laugh.]

Sure. We'll see.

Thank you....[That awkward hesitation while he thinks back.] ...Hawkeye.

I'm Wing. I don't believe I gave you my name.

[He smiles a little at the use of his call sign.]

Maybe not.

You can call me Clint.

Clint, then.

[An answering smile. ]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. Are you safe?

[He shrugs.]

Safe as anyone else, I guess. Looks like all my equipment made it here with me.

Equipment? What kind of equipment?

Survival gear, you could say. Why?

Curiosity, honestly. I'm fascinated by the different skills we have here.

It might be part of the puzzle, after all.

You think we were all cherry picked for something?

It could not have been random. They were fighting a war: it's likely we were meant to be weapons for them.

Yeah? And who's they? Because I don't remember signing up for any war. Do you?

I presume they're the ancestors of those who live in the Dome--the Authorities.

[A sort of ironic laugh.] No, actually my people fled our world to avoid war.

I guess they forgot they wanted us pretty quick.

We don't know what happened. But it must have taken a tremendous amount of effort to gather us. I can't think of a reason why.

No kidding. Might not matter anymore, though. The ship didn't exactly land.

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