[ Not being attacked on the spot allowed for Steve to really take Bucky in, noting the shorter hairstyle and the lack of raw intensity seeping in his eyes. He looked less machined killer and more, well, the guy he knew before the train happened. Could it be possible? This coming from a guy who woke up after being frozen in the ice for seventy odd years. Anything could be possible he had figured out very quickly over his time in the new era where advancements happened everyday it seemed. Some of which he used in his day to day life with only mild difficulties.
Taking a few steps closer, Steve felt his shoulders drop in near relief. Bucky had said his name and not just referred to him as a 'mission'. But the relief proved short lived when a whole host of other problems slammed around in his mind. He needed to find the Winter Soldier version of Bucky before more dangerous things happened.
But could two Bucky's exist in one time? Were they the same Bucky and HYDRA found a new trick to ensnare him within? ]
Tell me everything you remember. What's the last thing that happened before you ended up in this alley? [ He paused for a moment, rubbing at the back of his neck in his nervous tick he had never managed to stop. ] What's the last thing you remember about us? What were we doing?
[ Then just for his own peace of mind here. ] What's one thing I could eat continuously and never get sick of? [ The answer being jam and right from a jar too. No one else would know such a thing besides Bucky and if he added in blackberry jam, well, Steve had few greater weaknesses. ]
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Taking a few steps closer, Steve felt his shoulders drop in near relief. Bucky had said his name and not just referred to him as a 'mission'. But the relief proved short lived when a whole host of other problems slammed around in his mind. He needed to find the Winter Soldier version of Bucky before more dangerous things happened.
But could two Bucky's exist in one time? Were they the same Bucky and HYDRA found a new trick to ensnare him within? ]
Tell me everything you remember. What's the last thing that happened before you ended up in this alley? [ He paused for a moment, rubbing at the back of his neck in his nervous tick he had never managed to stop. ] What's the last thing you remember about us? What were we doing?
[ Then just for his own peace of mind here. ] What's one thing I could eat continuously and never get sick of? [ The answer being jam and right from a jar too. No one else would know such a thing besides Bucky and if he added in blackberry jam, well, Steve had few greater weaknesses. ]