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Always. [He made a slight face at the sting, but kept still otherwise from the ease of long practice. Usually it was him doing this for himself, but the principle was the same.]

But no, don't really remember.

[There were flashes of things, an endless army and six colored lights. A rip in the sky that threatened to make his heart start beating too fast. But nothing he could pull together into a coherent narrative, and he was reasonably sure that wasn't just because of the blow to the head.

He peered at Steve as the other man bustled around trying to fix him up. He couldn't help trying to find flashes of the man he knew in this younger, angrier version. Somehow knowing that all of this was still buried somewhere under Captain America explained a lot.]

Thanks. By the way.

[Kissing Clarke, well that was something that no injury could stop her doing. It's sweet and brief and Lexa wishes it would never end, but it does, and she sighs softly, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth for a few seconds.]

If you trust him. [A beat, then.] My guard will be here, Clarke. They would not see me die. Titus could not have been predicted, he is Fleimkepa.

He will be dealt with, too. [Not now, not yet, but that was a betrayal no Heda present or past would tolerate. It is one thing to advise, it is another to bring a gun into her home to violate her wishes.]

[ The unconcerned air around the fella really should have troubled him more than it did because he looked like death warmed over. Shouldn't someone care about being so beat up and in trouble? But the man appeared almost calm in a way, eerily so. By that point, there were more than enough warning bells sounding off in his mind but Steve ignored every single one as he tended to and instead he kept his eye on the current objective. Moving his attention from something could be impossible at times.

Continuing to dab over the cuts and marks, he let out a little hum of acknowledgement. ]

Don't mention it. [ When he finished up, he took the bloodied swabs to the bin to toss them inside. He'd have to remember to tell Bucky they weren't his before he dove into a panic. ]

You havin' trouble rememberin' anythin' else or just what happened to ya? [ He paused for a moment to go over to grab a glass of water for the guy and some bread. ]

Not in trouble with the law, are ya?

[ Considering the situation with Titus, Clarke felt a little apprehensive about trusting the rest of Lexa's guard. What if they proved just as dangerous with changing the balance of things? She understood the issues against her and the rest of her people, though. They viewed things so differently from the rest of the clans.

Letting out a breath, she moved away from the bed and started preparing herself to leave. Making sure to grab for a knife to hide just in case she needed it. ]

I'll get Murphy to watch over you. It'd be better if he didn't come with me right now while I try to get into Arkadia. Octavia should know some secret ways inside and I can find Bellamy once I'm there. He couldn't have been involved in the slaughter and probably already has some ideas to overthrow Kane.

[ If she only knew the horror she would walk into. ]

You stay resting while I'm gone, Lexa, I mean it.

[ Going over to the door, she slowly creaked it open to go and find Murphy, returning with him in little to no time at all. ] I've instructed him to make sure you rest. He'll report back to be when I return, Lexa.

Eating more of the pizza, he only offered a shrug until he managed to finish a slice. "I was never really into science fiction when I was younger. That was always Bucky's scene. I preferred historical things and fantasy." On one end of things, he enjoyed things based around true life events but on the other end he had a great fondness for dragons, elves and other types of fairy tales. His ma read fairy tales to him in his youth and the love for it all just grew from there. She told him all kinds of mythological stories as well.

"He helps you, then," Steve summarized with a nod, grabbing for another slice of pizza. "Is he the only one you created?" It seemed a little out there to him but he heard the JARVIS speak just moments ago. "Is he - always around?" But something artificial couldn't really see him, could it? At least, not similar to the way a person would?

[ With slightly wider eyes, he took in their new surroundings, at least, on his end since she had survived for a really long time on the island. It seemed impossible in so many ways but he tried to not think too deeply about it. Besides, he needed to start thinking of plans on how to get off the island and back to his kingdom. One he would gladly welcome her to even if it would be a huge change for her.

Gaze drifting around the space, he noted a few details like the garden area and the collected water. The first issues were always food and water since a person couldn't survive long without either. Wanda already took care of that and by the looks of it had made a home-like atmosphere for herself.

Shivering a little, he nodded his head. ]

How about we get our clothes dry and maybe rustle up something to eat? You must be really hungry after the daring rescue. [ He offered her a lopsided smile. ] I'm in your debt, Wanda.

[ Upon having her acceptance, Steve moved quickly to change clothes and make it to the cafe before her. It would be rude to invite someone somewhere and to arrive last.

When he arrived, he situated himself in a booth, warmly accepting to menus and some waters to start them out with.

At the sight of her, his breath caught in his throat and he waved a hand to try and capture her attention. Worried she might not see him, he got up and walked over to her. ]

Fancy seeing you here. [ He greeted, holding out an arm to for her to take to lead her over towards the booth. ]

Tony opened his mouth and then immediately closed it again. This whole actually thinking about what he was going to say instead of just blurting out the first thing that came to mind thing was proving to be actually kind of difficult. Who knew.

"He's the only AI I've made, yeah," he said finally. "I've got other robots, though. You'll probably meet them if you're going to be hanging around here." There was the slightest hesitation over that before Tony moved smoothly over it. He wasn't going to make assumptions. Couldn't.

"And he's always around in terms of the fact that he's a program. He doesn't exactly turn off. But if that...bothers you, we can see about putting in blackout protocols. If you want."

[Tony huffed a laugh at the question and leaned back a little. He did actually feel slightly better now that he'd been seen to, not that he was going to admit it. Or mention how many bruises he could still feel under his clothes. Nothing Steve could do about those anyway.]

No, no law trouble. Scout's honor. And nothing that should come after you, if that's what you're worried about.

[He was pretty damn sure of that. Whatever this had been, it couldn't have followed him decades into the past.

Though what was he even going to do if it had? Not like he had his armor here. Probably. He fixed Steve with a look.]

You didn't see anything else around me, did you? Anything like metal?

[ Maybe this is it. Maybe for some reason he had to be here for Steve, but now he isn't needed anymore and so he's going to fade away.

If his face could be seen, it would give away the sadness and fear Matt feels. He knows what's waiting for him, but while that's certainly part of his reluctance, mostly he just doesn't want to go. Doesn't feel ready to leave the world, even though there's little he can do to affect it. ]

I guess I am, in a way, sir. It's hard to describe, but it feels a little like coming off a three-day march with no sleep. [ Matt has always been a fighter, but he's not sure he can win this one. ] Did you rest?

After a fourth slice, he decided not to grab anymore because it seemed a little rude to eat so much, especially around someone new. The whole super soldier metabolism thing could be a bit of a nightmare and he still wondered how he made it through the war on such stingy rations. At least, the current time period from what he had seen seemed to have a lot more food options. It might be a whole new food world possibility.

"Do you want me to stay here?" Steve asked, already picking up on the leave me alone vibes Tony practically radiated with. Tony might not want a soulmate at all and then one so confused and lost about everything.

"No. I mean. It's okay. It'll just take some getting used to. He'll - always answer if I say something to him?"

[It had been easier to talk to him, to be open about things in their text conversation. He'd been the one who had seemed uncertain and so Wanda had felt more confident as a result, had gone the extra mile not to just tell him how she felt but to give him more than he might have been willing to ask. To be certain he knew her thoughts on what had occurred between them during her heat and what could happen after...

...but she hadn't thought far enough ahead to what it might be like seeing him in person again. Remembering the ways that he'd touched her, the parts of him she'd licked and sucked. It all comes rushing back to her as he approaches her in the cafe, and her face heats even as she slips her hand into the crook of his elbow.] It's a shocking coincidence.

[There, a joke. She can do this. Wanda takes a seat first, sliding onto the half-circle bench of their corner booth. Uncertain if Steve means to sit across from her or next to her, she scoots in enough that it could go either way.]

You don't look worse for wear. [He looks amazing. As always. The kind of amazing that makes her think about all of those years she spent wearing stolen or second-hand clothes and cheap make-up in the rundown streets of Novi Grad.]

Being stuck in Wakanda for the time being made Steve feel cagey and far too closed in but he knew the necessity of it. They talked about forming the Secret Avengers but they still needed time to keep out of sight while things blew over. Both Tony and T'Challa were working on relations with the governments and clearing their criminal records but for the time being they needed to remain in the place giving them sanctuary. Really, he felt thankful, but he loathed being stuck somewhere.

It reminded him far too much of the past and - with a shake of his head, he shoved the thoughts away and instead continued along with his walk. The other residents had gotten mostly used to the team's presence but they seemed to have a greater issue with Sam for some reason. He couldn't understand why when Scott seemed to make more of a show of himself, especially with the food and 'indulging' in the culture.

Shaking his head again, he took a few more steps but thanks to being so lost in his own mind, he failed to notice the wolf ready to attack until it was much too late. Letting out a pained exclamation, Steve sunk to the ground for a moment, managing to push the wolf away a few seconds later.

The hell.

Eyes wide, he pressed fingers against his bleeding throat, trying to quickly decide if he should stay put or try to do something.

Oh god. He recognized Steve's scent far too late, and he pressed his ears flat against his head, whimpering and wanting to vomit with the coppery taste of blood in his mouth. What had he done? Even if the wound wasn't serious, he'd bitten Steve, and he knew that could only mean one thing.

Sam stepped closer to him again, his body language less of the savage wolf it had been a moment ago and more that of a scared animal. He nudged his muzzle under Steve's chin and tried to lick at his neck; as much as the knowledge that he was licking his best friend's blood made him want to retch, he had to do something, and it wasn't as if he could turn back during the full moon.

(Little did Sam know that his saliva could heal someone he'd newly turned; what could have easily been a mortal wound was more like a flesh wound after a few moments of licking. All he knew was that instinct said it was a good idea, and that he didn't know what the hell else to do.)

"That's up to you. God knows I've got the space, but you might want to see more of the modern world than an almost literal ivory tower." Or he might want space from Tony himself. He wouldn't be the first. Tony had been told repeatedly and in no uncertain terms that he could be a bit much. How much more would his soulmate have to deal with?

"But yeah, he's always available. And you can ask him pretty much anything, I guarantee you he's too polite to judge," Tony continued with a fond little smile that he clearly didn't notice he was wearing. Not to mention that there was almost nothing Steve could do or say that would be anywhere near as dumb as anything Tony had already inflicted on the poor AI. JARVIS' patience really was impressive.

He lifted the glass again only to pause when he realized Steve was hovering a little awkwardly over the pizza. "Go ahead and finish it," he said, gesturing with his free hand. "That one's just for you. There's a second in the kitchen."

Fighting in snow was nobody's idea of a good time. Why Hydra couldn't build their stupid bases anywhere warmer was a constant question. Then again if Hydra was smart, they wouldn't be having these problems.

Case in point: attempting to drive a heavily armored truck onto a mostly-frozen lake. Granted they had probably been slightly more concerned with an angry Captain America doing his best to tear the truck apart than they were on where they were driving, but it still ended with the ice almost instantly giving way.

The sheer sound of it had caught Tony's attention more than anything else, and it was pure luck that he'd sen the truck vanish. It was also lucky that Cap's shield was particularly shiny, which meant that when Tony instantly went in after him, he found Steve relatively quickly. That was about where their luck had run out, though. Tony had gotten them out of the water and airborne quickly, but the unexpected ice bath had done the armor no favors. He'd managed to set them down without crashing, but only just. Which meant that they were stuck, alone and with no way to contact anyone, and technically still in enemy territory. In the snow. And it didn't take a weatherman to tell that there as a storm coming.

Tony sighed and carefully crouched down to where he'd set Steve down. "Cap? Steve? You with me?"

Tony might have thrown a considerable amount of time and effort into the whole truce thing, but he still hadn't expected to be actually sent to broker the thing. Sure he could be charming when he put his mind to it, but diplomatic wasn't exactly the first thing that came to mind to describe him. As the unofficial master of New York, he had the power behind him, but here were others that could have made a stronger statement.

If he was a cynical man, he might have said that he'd been sent because someone thought he was expendable. If he worked the truce out, great. If he managed to get himself eaten...well, that worked too.

Not that he was planning on explaining any of that to the were leader currently heading towards him. It was a nice hotel, neutral ground for both of them, and it would a shame to do damage to it so soon. He carefully got to his feet, making sure that his teeth were covered as he smiled, and held out a hand.

"Your highness. Thanks for meeting me."

[Bellamy. Lexa wondered if she'd ever have Clarke's trust like that. Unblinkingly sure of his goodness, of his intent even so far away.

Lexa quickly shoved away the flair of jealousy at the fact duty was unlikely to ever truly interfere with him helping her, he would never start a war within his own people for doing so. He could even go with her, if he was here. Lexa can't. Lexa couldn't even if she was well.

She swallows, licks her lips though that barely helps.]

You must be careful, Clarke. We do not know what is going on inside Arkadia. [Even with Bellamy, Lexa thinks but leaves out. Mere jealousy, surely. That is a weakness. Even so, she wishes she could go. Just be Anya's second and not Heda, for a night, or a week...

Oh well.]

I will rest. But do not be so sure I cannot convince the boy to lie for me, I have my ways. [She forces a smile, wishing she could get up to escort her out to the gates if not take her home, sneak in with her. But she is too weak and sitting up for Clarke hadn't improved the situation.]

Go, Octavia, like Indra, lacks a certain amount of patience and my getting shot has probably wasted all of it.

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[ A certain sort of worry sprung to life within her over leaving Lexa behind in such uncertainty. Murphy would be there when she left but she trusted so few people, especially with something so important. Yes, her feelings for Lexa clouded things but even beyond that they all needed her as the Commander. What other option would they find? No one else would agree to the coalition so fiercely or the blood must not have blood outlook.

So much rested on both of them and the pressure nearly divided Clarke in two. ]

I will be careful. [ She insisted, preparing herself to leave and make the trek back to the camp. Nerves bustled deep within to join the worry. It made for a volatile cocktail of emotions. ]

I'll be back before you know it and just keep in mind I have ways to find the truth, especially from Murphy.

[ When she moved to step out, Murphy slipped inside, looking very displeased but keeping his retorts to himself, at least. ]

[ While not entirely convinced of the words, he decided to not press the matter for the time being. Nothing or no one had stormed after them so far and he still had a little bit before Bucky happened by. ]

Ain't worried 'bout that. More worried 'bout what's wrong with ya.

[ Something metal? The fella grew odder by the moment but again, he decided to not press the matter. ] It was a shippin' yard by the docks. Was plenty of metal around. You'd have to be more specific.

[ The question made him consider the thief angle a little more. The guy looked a little flashy for their part of town, which usually signalled a few options but the fella didn't look like one of those owner types. ]

Drink the water and eat. You should get some rest while you can.

Eyes drifting around for a moment, he nodded to himself. There were plenty of things he needed to decide with being in the new era. It would be such a big change and no one seemed to want to give him too much time to adjust and try to come to terms with it. SHIELD already wanted to throw him into the deep end and everyone else acted as if he should be fine with everything. Didn't they realize he had lost everything? Absolutely everything, even himself in a way.

"If I stay here - in the tower - would you want me here or another room?" It felt so awkward to have to ask but he didn't want to get something wrong. The way Fury described Tony, well, it painted a certain kind of picture and one without the joy of soulmates in it.

Nodding his head, he grabbed for another slice, giving Tony a small smile. "Thank you. You've been really nice." Manners meant plenty even if he felt out of sorts at the moment.

The wolf reappeared before him and Steve looked down warily at the animal but refrained from moving away just yet. The fight seemed out of the wolf and plus the serum would eventually heal the wound of his neck. It didn't concern him as much as it probably should have. The wolf's presence probably should have concerned him more too, especially when the licking started. What? But it surprised him so much he stayed in place, only shifting back when he felt the pain receding far too quickly to be normal.

Not a regular wolf then? T'Challa explained briefly when they first arrived about some magical properties around Wakanda but Steve hadn't bought too much into it at the time. Now, he questioned plenty of things about it all.

"Uh - thanks," Steve voiced, rubbing at his healed neck, awkwardly. "It doesn't hurt anymore." It still kind of stung but the wolf looked - troubled? Worried in a way and Steve being Steve wanted to reassure even a wolf. "You should - be careful. There are a lot of guards around."

[ A sort of sadness tugged at Steve, which felt silly given the entire situation. Bonding with a ghostly figure, what turn would his life take next? With a shake of his head, he moved a little closer, slowly reaching out a hand to test if he could feel anything. ]

I did thanks to you. [ Letting out a soft breath, he took a small step back. ] Maybe you should rest awhile yourself. We won't be leaving yet.

[ Would Matt cross over now? ]

[ To make it easier to talk, he slid into the seat across from her, gesturing to one of the menus for her to look over. He already knew what he wanted but he tended to order the same thing unless he wanted to work through his food journal and try new things. Given they were attempting to find their way with one another, he didn't want to risk potentially feeling ill over new 'food experiences'.

Looking down at his appearance for a moment, he only blushed a little bit. The memories of what they experienced together not too long were still at the forefront of his mind but he tried to not dwell on them. He needed to focus on the present and try to figure out what they were. Did Wanda want them to be anything? ]

You always look beautiful, Wanda. [ He leaned in a little. ] You - experience that - how often? [ There were a lot of things they needed to figure out. ]

The constant threat of HYDRA hung heavily over their heads but it finally seemed they were having a burst of good fortune with finding one of the major bases of the operation. Destroying it would issue a big blow to the organization so rather than listen to common sense, Steve continued on with the task at hand, not listening to any of the warning bells when he jumped onto the truck heading onto incredibly thin ice. He knew what would happen and he also knew of his fear of water but the mission won out in the end. Everything else just fell away into the background.

While he managed to destroy their devices, he couldn't flee the truck quickly enough before they were all jerked into the icy cold water. Pain erupted as a needle-like numbness washed over his body. The water painfully stung his eyes, the chill making his limbs feel heavier than usual and it made the struggle to resurface even worse. Darkness began to close in but the pressure on his chest alleviated before he could completely lose sense with the world around him.

Coughing violently when he stopped moving, Steve let out a low groan as shivers jostled his body. In fact, it hurt with how hard the shivers were. Looking over at Tony, he tried to force a smile onto his face. "Yeah, I'm - h-here," he managed, trying to keep the flashbacks at bay from the last time he crashed into such cold water. Feeling cold always terrified him in a way he always tried to hide.

"Are y-you o-okay?"

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