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steve rogers : OPEN POST.
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Hit this up with prose or action/brackets. Go for texting, aus, prompts and all other kind of mayhem.
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Hit this up with prose or action/brackets. Go for texting, aus, prompts and all other kind of mayhem.
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Who the hell is Bucky?
The words still clung to every corner of his mind and he couldn't let them slip through his fingers no matter how he wanted to try. What could he do? He wanted so desperately to help Bucky just like the man always did for him in the past. Without Bucky he wouldn't have made it to even receive the serum but he couldn't even protect him for a single moment.
What kind of friend did that make him?
Letting out the breath, he nodded his head. This Bucky had arrived from much earlier in the timeline. How, though? His eyebrows crinkled as he tried to remember the mission Bucky rattled off but he couldn't recall it. How could he not remember? ]
I had to make sure you weren't a trick to try and trap me. [ He winced and shook his head quickly. ] I've got a lot to tell you but we have to get somewhere safe first. If anyone sees you - there's kind of a kill order on your head. Look, I'll explain, just come with me, alright?
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Then again, that device that went off had just dumped him somewhere that sure wasn't the New York it left. Maybe Hydra had something in R&D to make the perfect spy, maybe something to change appearances. An ugly shiver goes down Bucky's spine at just the thought of one of those appearing out in the war; how easy would it be to get gutted by someone you thought was a friend.
Bucky lowers his hands, slowly, but just in case, keeps them where Steve can see them. See, nice and easy - though when has Steve acted so squirrelly before? Bucky has to laugh, dry, and a little humorlessly]
Steve, I wracked up a big Hydra head count, 'course they got a bounty on me. [but Bucky waves his hand out, back towards the way Steve came, down the alley, indicating Steve go first.
Just in case maybe Hydra R&D did actually make their deadline, in case this is an agent, it'll put Bucky behind him] Lead the way, Cap.
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He should have done more for him.
Shoving the thoughts away for the time being, he turned on his heel to walk towards one of the many safe houses spread throughout the country. He would have preferred Bucky in front of him but knew of the man's natural instincts to protect him so he didn't push it for the time being.
About twenty minutes later, they arrived and this time Steve insisted on Bucky entering first, allowing him to quickly checking the perimeter and send a few quick texts to Sam and Natasha. ]
There's a lot we need to talk about. [ The words were his announcement into the word, his fingers quickly setting all the locks into place. His eyes quickly swept the area, trying to see if there were any bugs put into place. SHIELD couldn't be trusted as he once thought they could be. ]
Most of it isn't going to make sense but I think you already figured out you're not in your time anymore? This - well, it's seventy years or so into the future. I've - uh - been in this era for a few years now and - [ How could he say it? How could he horrify his friend this much? ] Things happened to you Buck. Before I - well - I kinda died but I got frozen and the serum kept me alive. Then I got discovered and in this time period. All that time - I thought you were gone but you weren't. HYDRA - they did things to you. You survived but at a really - at the worst possible cost.
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Steve also wasn't nearly this thorough, even as Captain when it came to sweeping an area, Bucky notices as they enter the safe house. That's something that came with experience, and Steve doesn't have nearly the same combat and field experience the rest of the Commandos have yet. Steve just did it as natural as breathing.
Bucky finds himself distracted for a moment with the strange, flat little box Steve fiddles with first, but if Steve's going to fill him in on what that is, it's apparently not any time soon. Bucky jams his hands in the pocket of the peacoat, and turning, cocks his head. Sure, let's start with when they are. Maybe finish with 'how-the-hell-to-get-back-asap']
Seventy years? [Bucky can't even hide the shock, but he falls silent, let's Steve speak. That figures, if Steve got stranded here longer, he'd try to fit in. Okay, he can roll with this, Bucky thinks, until Steve goes on. Whatever he was about to say dies before it even comes out. Bucky stares at him, wide-eyed and face draining of it's color; Steve died? The hell? Got dethawed like a piece of meat in the future? How did he even end up frozen?
And Hydra - Hydra got him again. Bucky knows, just knows Zola would've made him his lab rat all over again if he got his grubby mitts on him again. Bucky's throat works, as he tries to find the words, and comes up empty]
That's- [Bucky has to try again, voice a little shaky] That's a lot to take in. Look. We got Hydra on the run. So whatever happened, maybe it's not gonna happen that way this time.
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His Bucky would never commit such atrocious acts willingly.
Looking down for a moment, Steve let out a slow breath. He needed to keep calm and collected for Bucky's sake and not give too much information. It could damage the future but if Bucky came from a different timeline it changed regardless. ]
Now that is the same - I mean - when I was in the past, we seemed to have the leg up on HYDRA for a time but it didn't last. It only took one moment and things fell apart. I did what I had to do to save - [ He shook his head, motioning for Bucky to sit down because he looked pale. ]
Need some water? You hungry at all? There are a lot of different - uh - kinds of food in this time. Like instant things. Well, nearly instant. It still takes couple minutes. All the safe houses are stocked but probably not with those meals I just mentioned. They might go bad quicker and now I'm - [ Rambling. A bad habit when he felt nervous or unsure about something, which he did at the moment in spades. ]
There's a few people I can talk to. Try and figure out what got you here and - how to get - you back. [ Did he even WANT to send Bucky back, though? This Bucky not only knew him but didn't have the same haunted burned away quality. ]