clintbennet

[clintbennet]

Clint had a restless night, something that had recently happened less often but he didn't want to risk waking Renee up with his tossing and turning, so a walk seemed to be his best bet. With Luna following close by his leg, he decided to go to the training yard, get some practice with his archery, going out on a hunting trip was something he wanted to ask David about and he knew he had gotten a little rusty. What he wasn't expecting was to see the other man there, Alden, who was usually pretty to himself. Walking up, he watched him take his shots, pleasantly surprised by his aim. He returned the nod with a smile and a shrug. "Well, that's cause I ain't, but shit happens, ya know?" Nodding his head towards the target he adds. "Yer pretty deadly with that thing. Y'practice with it a lot?"

OPEN STARTER // training yard

Although these days he spends more time making weapons than using them, he knows it's important to practice once in a while. It's the reason he slunk away to the training yard in the early, twilight hours of the morning. So early that it's still practically night, he sets up a few targets and lifts his crossbow. Holding his breath to steady his aim he fires. He doesn't get a bullseye on the first try, but it's close. He only manages to fire off two more shots before he hears soft footsteps padding toward him. "Never took ya for a mornin' person," he greets them with a small nod of his head.

[clintbennet]

Do you feel like you and Fleet could have been more than friends?

"Think at first that might have been somethin' I wanted, but now I like where our relationship has headed. He's a good friend, now that I know him more, I don't think I'd be able t'give him what he would need t'be happy in a relationship like that. We're there fer each other in a different way that I think works better fer th'both of us."

@fleetsummers

[clintbennet]

In what ways has what happened with the Daybreakers changed you?

" 'Sides physically, yeah, brought back a lot of ugly shit in m'life. Nightmares have been worse, I thought I was feelin' a sense of stability before me 'n Mike's reunion. I've been stuck in th'clinic so I ain't sure th'extent, but I'd be batshit crazy t'not be affected by that."

[clintbennet]

You should keep your brother on a leash, you're the reason he's here so take some responsibility

"Keepin' Mike on a leash ain't th'way t'git t'him, 'fact it'll make him worse. I'm going t'try t'help him adjust, but it ain't gonna be like that. I know he's my responsibility, now that I'm back on m'feet I'm gonna be more active with him 'n help him come around."

@mikebennet

[clintbennet]

Hello, Clint. You'll find that I have mended and washed all of your clothes. Some of them were threadbare so I've employed a mending method called sashiko, which is a Japanese decorative embroidery, to make them even stronger. When you're released from the clinic everything will be fresh and clean for you. This is for the Pot of Gold, by the way. You're welcome - Vivienne Astor

He came home to gather some things, spotting the folded clothes on the bed and the note placed carefully on the top, surprised at the gesture, he plucked out one of shirts he knew was on it's way out and trailed his fingers over the stitching impressed by it. "Huh, that's pretty cool."

[clintbennet]

So that's what this was about, his brother. Alden must have sent her to see the injuries he had gotten from their little reunion, what he wasn't expecting was for Alden to want to kill him, which seemed to be the case from the sounds of it. "Great, glad Mike's makin' great first impressions." He huffed and gave a shrug of his shoulders. "Is that what Alden said he wanted t'do? Kill m'brother? Whatever beef Alden has with him ain't got t'do with me unless he's puttin' that on himself. It ain't what I want." He explains and watches the other as she asked her next question.

The interweaving of the old bible story into her speech reminding him quite a bit of Ike, especially how he mentioned the Azazel goat all those months ago comparing himself to it. "Me 'n Mike ain't a Cain 'n Able situation. I don't want t'kill him, n' he ain't want t'kill me, despite what appearances might suggest." He clarifies. The second part of her question was one he needed to chew on a bit, about him being a monster, he couldn't give a straight answer. "I dunno. I know what I hope it is, that he was just doin' what he thought he had t'do t'survive, but truth be told I ain't seen him since th'both of us was kids. Don't know what life's done t'him over those decades." He trails off fidgeting with the blanket a bit. "Can't imagine Alden's th'type t'go to such extremes unless somethin's personally been done t'him, seems too even headed fer that. Y'know anything about that?"

Cat breathed in, exhaling slowly through her nose. He'd broken the unspoken social agreement to engage politely, freeing Cat from obligation to that standard.

His interrogation - frazzled and aggressive - was nearly disregarded. "Why would looking at you explain entirely the calls for your brother's death?" The other Bennet bearing responsibility for these wounds could not be all there was. In this world, a physical confrontation between siblings wouldn't be motive enough for a mass call for homicide.

So then, an alternative. The elder brother had been a Daybreaker - Reavers avoided them just as Breakers avoided Reavers. One's chaos too much for the other's order. Cat had heard them often, however. At night, in the distance. Speculation over their activities was not uncommon. Who would Mike be if the Reavers found him first? "Did your Cain change to survive, or was the monster always in him?" Her voice was dispassionate, and Cat held up a hand to bid Clint wait until she finished. "Speak with open eyes, Clint."

[clintbennet]

what's the best kind of food for a food fight?

"Spaghetti with meatballs. No contest."

[clintbennet]

Pick 3 people of Redwood, what breed of dog would they be and why ?

"If donkey's counted as dogs, 'n they're not far off, Ike would be a donkey. Since unfortunately they're not feel like a boxer is close enough."

"Ares is a golden retriever. Don't really feel like that needs an explanation. He wants t'be friends with everyone."

"Renee is a King Charles Spaniel. Can't put my finger on why."

[clintbennet]

"Get on with it."

[clintbennet]

credit to player andy for this graphic!!

[clintbennet]

How would fandom treat you?

projector

You're canon character is pretty vague. Maybe you don't know what your feeling, maybe you just dont talk about it- though, you're not underdeveloped per say, you're just not open about your own personal problems. This means, everyone is able to project on you. Any issue the fandom may have can be projected onto you, and it all actually makes sense. Any headcanon can fit canon. Goodluck with ur gender crisis btw

[clintbennet]

Clint watched her as she circled around him. Not really sure what he was expecting her to do but definitely not appreciating her presence. Instead of giving an answer she offered a pretty pointed insult, one he wondered if he should even respond to. "Y'gonna answer any of my questions? Yer th'one who brought yourself in here." He reminded eying her. Circumstance had him defensive, not acting like he normally would, he needed to calm himself down.

"I ain't more valuable than anyone else here." Most times he didn't think he was valuable at all, there were plenty of others who did much more than him, being laid up like this made that more clear. "If y'were hurt, you'd be taken care of in here same as anyone else. Ain't nothin special about it."

Like flipping a switch, Cat shut down. Unimpressive. Weak. Entitled. Nothing special from every other before him. Let her skin be cut from stone for all his venom could penetrate. If he did not need medical assistance then he simply chose not to converse with mutual respect.

Casually, Cat stood, trailing fingertips along the bedsheet while circling him. Presumably, the answer was that Mike perpetrated the damage present. Yet, people committed violence against one another every day.

Unimpressed by the view from the other side of his bed, Cat gave an evaluation devoid of feeling. "Your wounds are not special. Are you particularly valuable to Redwood, that your being injured matters more than others?"

[clintbennet]

His head nodded at her plea, though he really couldn't stop worrying, he would try, at least not to ask about the situation anymore. She would definitely know if anyone had died, right? If people were on their way back, there must have been communication. The only one she might not hear about would be Mike since he wasn't a part of their group. Did Mike end up fighting for the Daybreakers? Or did he join their group to help defend the Ranch? He couldn't be sure of his brother's fate.

Renee's hand found it's way to his own, the warmth of her palm on his tender skin was comforting. He looks up at her, watches her for a long moment, just taking her in in the quiet. Past that worry there was that same gentleness she always had behind her eyes. The ranch, as short as his time there was, felt like a lifetime. Before he left he was fretting over her putting too much on herself, taking care of everyone, burning herself out, and now here he was adding to that, but still she stepped up, she still held steady, she looked heartbroken. He turned his hand around, interlocking his fingers within hers. "I know you'll take care of me..." He speaks quietly, bringing her hand down to him and planting a gentle kiss. "I'm sorry, Renee.... I'm so tired. Dunno how much longer I can stay awake." His thumb rubs her finger as he admits it, placing both their hands on his chest, not quiet ready to let go yet.

Renee was incredibly worried. The panic in Clint’s eyes was evident and she understood. He was a good guy - one of the better ones here. A heart of gold who always put everyone else before him. Right now, though, she wanted him to put himself first. She was already planning on staying in the clinic to receive the Ranch people but now, she was also planning on how to keep by Clint’s bedside. He was going to need someone to watch out for him and she was incredibly eager to volunteer to do just that. Thankfully he seemed to relax as she explained the situation and she breathed a sigh of relief as he leaned back in the bed. The last thing she wanted to do was sedate him to keep him from injuring himself anymore. The way he woke up - she wanted to avoid that. That was painful enough.

Renee breathed with him as he leaned back. She stood up to help ease him down with her free hand to help avoid hurting himself more. His question was fair but she honestly didn’t know. So far she hadn’t gotten word that anyone had been killed so maybe that was her answer? She didn’t want to lie to him but she didn’t want to keep anything from him either. “Not that I know of,” she said, trying to sound reassuring when she said it, “I’m sure if someone hadn’t they would have warned us. But please, Clint, stopping worrying about everyone else. I need you to worry about you, okay?” Her voice broke just a bit at the end. Renee had tried hard to keep her voice steady but damn, if it wasn’t hard to see him like this. His hand pulled away and she let go, thinking that he needed to move his arm but when he touched her jaw, she froze. Her heart fluttered a bit faster and she put her hand over his. “Yeah, hun, I’m safe. And so are you,” she spoke softly, pressing her hand against his to keep it there on her face. “I’m gonna look after you.”

[clintbennet]

Smash or Pass: Nicki, Renee, Ike, Ares

" Smash Nicki, Renee aaaaand Ares, why th'fuck not? Pass on Ike."

@aresmelaina @nickitxrres @reneebrxndxn @isaacapatow

[clintbennet]

How are you going to deal jumping into a relationship with two kids when you're so insecure about whether you're attractive?

"Y'think m'insecurity is around m'looks? Naw, I don't care about shit like that. M'insecurities are things I'm tryin' t'work on but they're not about whether I'm attractive or not. As fer Renee 'n th'boys, I still have m'doubts, again, that shit I'm tryin' t'work through, but I need t'trust her, lay it all out n' see if a relationship between us is somethin' she'd still be interested in."

@reneebrxndxn

[clintbennet]

What is it that you see in Renee?

"Renee's always been kind t'me. She was one of th'first t'welcome me 'n we've gotten closer over th'months. I like spendin' time with her 'n I've started t'be more of m'self around her. I trust her. She's carin' hard workin', she's a great mother t'her boys, she's always pushin' herself, she's smart 'n beautiful. I know a few people have had their issues with her including people I care about, she's made some really bad decisions, but I see her remorse fer it 'n I see her tryin' t'do better."

@reneebrxndxn

[clintbennet]

What do you think the first person to milk a cow was actually trying to do?

"Hopefully just wantin' t'git milk. Don't think they confused some udders fer it's dick or nothin. Mammals is mammals, n' mammals produce milk. Did ya know baby manatees git their milk from under th'front fin of their mother? That's a weird place fer a nipple t'be."