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hadriel2016-04-26 02:31 pm
prespangled) wrote in hadriel2016-04-26 02:31 pm
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[He was gonna go somewhere a little more peaceful for this, maybe the outskirts of the park. But his energy levels are running low, even lower than usual with the stress of late, not that he'd ever admit it.
But he's not dead, not even hurt really. He's just tired. So what you get is one Steve Rogers, sitting in front of a pile of nondescript rubble. There's something just at the edge of the video, something he tried to push out of sight completely. But anyone who's every seen a little red wagon will recognize it for what it is, no matter how dirty and dull it appears.]
I know just about everyone's had a rough few days recently. I thought...maybe I could help. [Those words bring a lump to his throat. He wanted to help while it was all going on too, but in the end he wasn't able to do much.] I'm already out, so if there's anything that you need, I'll do my best to find it and get it to you.
[Steve's eyes lift and dart to the wagon, which he has a love-hate relationship with right now. It reminds him of when Bucky wanted him to do this sort of thing. Pride is always a bitter pill to swallow, and Steve's never really managed to choke it down. Come to think of it, maybe that's the lump in his throat.]
Of course, I'll be able to get it there faster if anyone knows how to put a wheel back on. I can live with the scratches and dents.
But he's not dead, not even hurt really. He's just tired. So what you get is one Steve Rogers, sitting in front of a pile of nondescript rubble. There's something just at the edge of the video, something he tried to push out of sight completely. But anyone who's every seen a little red wagon will recognize it for what it is, no matter how dirty and dull it appears.]
I know just about everyone's had a rough few days recently. I thought...maybe I could help. [Those words bring a lump to his throat. He wanted to help while it was all going on too, but in the end he wasn't able to do much.] I'm already out, so if there's anything that you need, I'll do my best to find it and get it to you.
[Steve's eyes lift and dart to the wagon, which he has a love-hate relationship with right now. It reminds him of when Bucky wanted him to do this sort of thing. Pride is always a bitter pill to swallow, and Steve's never really managed to choke it down. Come to think of it, maybe that's the lump in his throat.]
Of course, I'll be able to get it there faster if anyone knows how to put a wheel back on. I can live with the scratches and dents.
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[Steve's surprised. Maybe because he's bothered by it. He's probably bothered by everything.]
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Better than a lot of other methods.
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Will you tell me about them?
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I don't like the shock rods. Those are the worst.
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[Whatever he was thinking, he wasn't prepared for that.]
You mean like cattle prods.
[Steve's hands are gripping the shield, gripping the dagger. He's smart enough to put things together, from what Bucky tells him, from what he doesn't tell him.
His best friend was tortured, and he hates the men who did it. He doesn't need Rage's influence. He'd wipe them off the face of the earth.]
We won't be using anything like that. Ever. You hear me, Buck?
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Okay.