Yeah, you keep playing the innocent angle but I’m bettin’ whatever heavy whatever-angel shit you’re into means you’re anything but.
[He bristles and tenses, spine straightening and shoulders rolling back to lock in place.]
Never claimed to be a protag anyway. I caused too much damage to be in that exclusive club. [He snorts, accepts the beer, pops it open with the convenience of his currently-behaving metal hand; he immediately regrets his first sip as it settles heavy in his stomach but he welcomes the warmth in his blood. First time in a damn long time. His tone is flat, purposely devoid of emotion when he speaks again.]
Don’t think “my idiot” will be in too much of a hurry to see me again. I kinda left some uh, bullet souvenirs last time we saw each other, so I’m not sure there’s gonna exactly be a welcoming party.
[But that doesn’t feel right; even as Bucky says it, it settles more heavily than the beer in his gut. How could he forgive Bucky, but somehow--something about Kira’s words ring true. It annoys him even more.
How dare this kid presume to know that about him--and about Him? He downs more beer, disappointed with how high his alcohol tolerance is even for as long as it's been. Probably another bullshit effect from the whole cybernetic thing.
He's getting antsy and this isn't taking the edge off. So, he switches tactics again. Poorly. Again.]
I just need to confirm. You...don't know anything about an organization called Hydra?
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30/7/14 04:31 (UTC)[He bristles and tenses, spine straightening and shoulders rolling back to lock in place.]
Never claimed to be a protag anyway. I caused too much damage to be in that exclusive club. [He snorts, accepts the beer, pops it open with the convenience of his currently-behaving metal hand; he immediately regrets his first sip as it settles heavy in his stomach but he welcomes the warmth in his blood. First time in a damn long time. His tone is flat, purposely devoid of emotion when he speaks again.]
Don’t think “my idiot” will be in too much of a hurry to see me again. I kinda left some uh, bullet souvenirs last time we saw each other, so I’m not sure there’s gonna exactly be a welcoming party.
[But that doesn’t feel right; even as Bucky says it, it settles more heavily than the beer in his gut. How could he forgive Bucky, but somehow--something about Kira’s words ring true. It annoys him even more.
How dare this kid presume to know that about him--and about Him? He downs more beer, disappointed with how high his alcohol tolerance is even for as long as it's been. Probably another bullshit effect from the whole cybernetic thing.
He's getting antsy and this isn't taking the edge off. So, he switches tactics again. Poorly. Again.]
I just need to confirm. You...don't know anything about an organization called Hydra?