|frαncís ❝frαnkíє❞ вαrtσn (stillhawkeye) wrote,|
@ 2014-04-26 18:44:00
Master Archer: Barton has trained herself to become a master archer specializing in the use of regular bows, longbows, compound bows, and crossbows with near-perfect accuracy. She is capable of firing multiple arrows at a single target in a few seconds, hitting multiple targets in a few quick strokes, and directly hit small targets in the greatest of distances. Barton has even been known to hit an apple in the center of it. She practises near constantly to keep her skilled honed, even through injury and strain.
Expert Marksman: Frankie possesses very keen eyesight, and her accuracy is virtually unerring; she was trained in his youth by Trick Shot with throwing blades, balls, bolas, and boomerangs. Barton now has near-perfect precision with any aimed or thrown weapon. She can hurl objects with extreme speed and accuracy, both in direct aim and complicated rebounds/interactions.
Expert Acrobat: Barton possesses exceptional human strength, endurance, and stamina. She is athletic, with very good reflexes and agility. This, combined with training as an aerialist and acrobat, makes her capable of numerous complex acrobatic manoeuvres.
Skilled Martial Artist: Barton is an skilled martial artist, having picked up numerous styles of hand to hand battle through her life on the streets and as a merc, Frankie has further honed her skills while with S.H.I.E.L.D. Through her acrobatic skills and her fighting prowess, she has managed to pair up her abilities into deadly and skilled precision.
Weapons Proficiency: Although she is not known to use melee weapons commonly, Barton's incredible reflexes and hand-eye coordination allow her to easily master most weapons. She also received training in swordsmanship during her youth from the original Swordsman, who was considered one of the greatest experts in sword-fighting the world has ever known. Barton is skilled with swords, knives, nunchukus and staffs.
» Compound Bow: Hawkeye favours a compound, compact light weight custom made steel bow. It is built specifically to Frankie's specifications and operates with her quiver to dispense her trick arrows.Personality:
» Arrows: Built in to allocated slots within her quiver, Frankie has an array of devised 'trick' arrows for use in the field.
Sonic ArrowFrankie has designed specific arrows for certain opponents along the way. Even her current team mates.
Smoke Bomb Arrow
Tear Gas Arrow
Suction Cup Arrow
» Additional: Along with her bow, hand gun and basic hand to hand, Frankie is also able to use a variety of other weapons, such as a katana, nunchakus, a bo and shurikens. Frankie is able to turn any item which can be thrown into a weapon with near supernatural aim and precision.
Frankie Barton is...well, an ass. To a great extent. She's a loner by nature which regularly comes off as being a bitch, while she mostly just enjoys her own company rather than the noise and chaos of those around her. She's not 'quiet', per say, but her opinions are short, sharp and to the point. Often dripping in sarcasm too. She has a sharp wit, denoting a keen mind that was never fully utilised but instead heightened towards a narrow scope of things to become increasingly brilliant at -one liners, casual comebacks, random facts about under appreciated American tourist traps.
Frankie has patience by the bucketload; she can literally sit in one spot in the same position for hours, it's tried and tested and something that she's honed for years. But she has a bit a of a short fuse when it comes to complete morons and she's not the type to bite her tongue -unless that moron is signing her paycheck, in which case she exercises a little bit of control.
Frankie's moral compass is a little battered; she sees right and wrong, but there's this massive canyon between them where she tends to find herself sitting and wondering just what the hell was going on around her. Frankie is more of a reactionist than a rationalist, which makes it really a good thing when she's not the one calling the shots or making the decisions. She's not a follower to a T, but she does prefer to take the backseat than drive.
Friendships don't come exceptionally easy, first there has to be a level of respect, then some kind of affection -even if it is of the annoyance variety- and slowly a trust might build. Frankie trusts few people, rarely actually opening up to the point of a full fledged friendship, but acquaintances are nice to come by from time to time. When Frankie does trust, she trusts with absolutely everything she has. She's been burned more than once, but can't find it in her to shy back from it. She's all in or all out, and more often than not it presents issues for her in the long run.
She's not sure her ideas on staying in the one place, and she's sure she's not a hero, but she's been put into these positions that make other people think she's got the capacity for heroics. She's loathe to disappoint anyone, so tries her hardest to push those most violent, destructive tendencies to the back and leave them there.
When Francis Clinton Barton was born, the second child to the struggling Barton newly weds, her dad took one look at her and walked out of the room with his head hung low. From that day on, it was more than apparent that Francis would've been better off born a boy. She learned pretty early on not to rely on people, especially when cancer killed her mother and three years later, her father finally met his end at the bottom of a bottle.Out of Character
Francis and her older sister Charlie were put into the system that was already over burdened with unwanted or orphaned children and swiftly lost faith in anything offered as a fix. Francis had to deal with the taunts and jibes that came with being a scrawny kid in an orphanage. Charlie wasn't that great at looking out for her, so Francis had to figure out how to do that for herself. One such way was using Frankie instead of Francis and spending the three years she was at the orphanage with bloody knuckles from fighting. She was eight when she and Barney ran away from their abusive foster parents after a fractured arm left Frankie in agony for three weeks. Under fed, cold and with nothing but the clothes on their backs, the Barton siblings wandered for five miles before they found a circus, setting up in small town Iowa.
Joining the circus as little more than helpers to start with, Frankie struck up a friendship with Moldiva; the bearded lady, who started to teach her little tricks around the place and how to cook, but it was Swordsman and Trick Shot who gave her the most guidance. Noticing Frankie's keen eye, Trick Shot took her under his wing, offering tutelage in the art of archery, learning Trick Shot's trade and studying the acrobatics of the place from the tightrope walkers and the trapeze artists while Swordsman taught her sword fighting, knife throwing and how to juggle knives.
The Circus quickly became family, with Moldiva taking the place as a surrogate mother and forcing Frankie and Charlie to attend school when possible. However, when Frankie was nearing 15, difficult circumstances led to her expulsion from the circus by Swordsman and essentially, Francis was left behind.
Beaten, alone and penniless, Frankie turned to petty crime to keep herself fed and warm. Until petty crime turned to actual crime and then Frankie found herself using her circus-trained skills to break numerous laws. Her conscience kicked up a fuss for about two minutes before Frankie told it to shut the fuck up, because she needed fed that week. This was where Frankie started to bend moral justice just a little in order to suit herself. There was nothing wrong with stealing to survive, and when push came to shove, killing to defend yourself was just common sense.
The problem was that her actions attracted some attention and soon Frankie found himself with a job she really couldn't say no to. But then, the mercenary life isn't that bad. Working with her skills from the circus, Frankie is more than capable of killing where needed, and life lessons have honed her other skills. She's not always a one-woman band, but she's been known to get every job she's taken down.
Taking the name 'Hawkeye', Frankie took merc jobs that she knew would build up a rep for herself. Her most noted kill was a crime boss that had been moving in on territory that wasn't his. Taking the job, Frankie took her shot moments before the rumoured Widowmaker got on the scene. As was her way, Frankie was not quiet about the fact that she took one of the Widowmaker's targets out before he'd gotten the chance. When Nikolai caught up with Barton, not entirely difficult considering her rather obvious calling cards, an unlikely but decidedly welcome partnership spawned from her besting him at his own profession. When Frankie caught news of high stakes bounties, things that she could add to her own repertoire which may take just a little extra muscle, she hit up Nikolai and the pair took the kill. As much as Frankie enjoyed her solo career, she knew that working with a partner grounded her much more, especially when Nikolai just let her mouth off as she needed.
But notoriety comes at a price, especially with her rather telling weapon and the fact that her arrows never really left the scene. Frankie was on the watch list of numerous agencies under her codename, having taken express care to never show her face. Shaking off more than one, Frankie was clipped in the knee during a clean up from a completed solo job, limiting her movement and her escape. S.H.I.E.L.D was not what she expected in the least. Fury was nothing like she would've believed and instead of the bullet that Frankie was expecting, she found herself signing up for S.H.I.E.L.D training and being put to work by the organisation as a long distance scope for more than just assassination jobs.
Frankie eventually settled into the S.H.I.E.L.D methods, inordinately thankful that she wasn't just another tool, but found a sense of purpose with the group. It was upon her assignment to take out the fabled Widowmaker that Frankie truly tested S.H.I.E.L.D's trust in her. Turning her back on a kill order and taking a gamble on her former working relationship with Nikolai, Frankie attempted the near impossible in turning Widowmaker into a S.H.I.E.L.D asset. After a long, loud and colourful tirade from Fury upon their arrival back at base with a very much breathing Nikolai Romanoff, Frankie was put through retests for loyalty until they were sure she wasn't acting on false pretences.
As Nikolai was going through deprogramming and reassessment, Frankie was deployed to a facility in Colorado to oversee trainees field testing as a brand of punishment that only Fury could concoct. She still got to shoot, just not at people. It took time to get back into the graces of the superiors, but with Widowmaker proving Frankie's point, it wasn't long until her gamble paid off and Hawkeye and Widowmaker proved to be the best cover wetwork team S.H.I.E.L.D ever churned out. With their moral compass more than a little off center, they were more often than not called upon for the harder and more gruesome of tasks, kept to the shadows to minimise S.H.I.E.L.D's exposure.
When Gods and supersoldiers start to become the norm however, and Fury's dream was slowly becoming a reality, Frankie's balance of life shifted again. Being thrown to a superhero squad altered the dynamic she and Nikolai had almost naturally slipped into, pulling Frankie's old mask of indifference out of hiding. Her comfort levels at the spotlight a superhero team brings isn't yet at a stable place, but Frankie is nothing if not adaptable.