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[The soldier is usually pretty stern, intimidating, all that jazz, but right now he's downright grumpy. And... snarly. Clearly he's not in a good mood.]

Why. The fuck. Are these fucking fireflies everywhere?

[Speaking of, here's one fluttering against his shoulder right now. His hand slams down on top of it, squashing it. He growls.]

They are getting in the way and they are making Steve forget he has to eat. Is there a way to stop them other than crushing them one by one?

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[wormintheglass]

[Bianca, on the other hand, is in a fabulous mood.]

You could always just take food to him, dearheart.

[wipedclean]

I did. But he tried to feed the bugs first.

[He's definitely snarling.]

[wormintheglass]

And of course they didn't leave him a bite. So greedy.

[She's not openly giggling at him. But only just not.]

[wipedclean]

[She might not openly be laughing but he can tell she's amused and he doesn't like it.]

This isn't funny.

[wormintheglass]

Of course not. Food-stealing firelies of happiness are clearly a serious threat.

[She is so amused.]

[notjustinthemirror]

They burn pretty good.

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[He considers that, his mind working through possible methods.]

The easiest way to do that would be with a flamethrower. Which I don't have. So I'd have to catch them and then kill them.

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[notjustinthemirror]

I covered them with alcohol and then threw a match. Got a bunch at once.

Who's Steve and why are you trying to make him eat fireflies?

[wipedclean]

[Oh, that's a good idea. The soldier considers that thoughtfully. He may have to try that.]

Steve's... he's... my friend.

And I don't want him to eat fireflies, I want him to eat regular food. But he doesn't care.

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[barbarus]

[ Hmm. So this will be Bucky, then. ]

That's impressive. I don't think I could be that angry with them all around me.

Where is Steve now?

[wipedclean]

They've done something to him. [That's why he's angry.]

He's with me. Talking to bugs in a jar.

[He looks off to the side, probably looking at Steve.]

He named them.

[barbarus]

[ ...in fairness, naming them might be excessive. ]

They're fireflies. How does he tell them apart?

[wipedclean]

I don't know. [He doesn't particularly care.] I have to take the jar away to get him to eat. Otherwise he tries to feed the bugs first.

[He scoffs a little.]

They're his friends, apparently.

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[cowardley]

[ despite the dreaminess brought on by the abundance of fireflies, worry seems to pull her from it. ]

Don't smash the fireflies, please. [ She requests, first off, because they're small and cute and it's rude to smash something that makes them feel nice. ] But, uh, does he have a jar of them? If he does, I'd take it from him for an hour, or two, honestly.

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[He glares. He will smash as many as he damn well pleases, thank you very much.]

He has a jar. But he... [He scowls.] He pouts when I take it away.

[He doesn't like making Steve pout.]

[cowardley]

[ Oh my god. That's so sweet. Ashley smiles, can't help but smile, at the camera. ]

Why don't you just promise him you'll give his jar back as long as he eats? I'm sure that'll get him to gobble up whatever you put in front of him!

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[He shrugs a little.]

I've done that. That's how I found out he doesn't like it when I take them away. But it's the only way he eats.

[prespangled]

[Sorry Buck, he's not even paying attention. Mostly because Walt is flickering something furious.

Steve's pretty sure he's trying to tell him something.]

[wipedclean]

[Steve you're breaking his heart.

He sits next to Steve and stares at the jar. He can feel its aura of warmth, feels the pull of the emotions it radiates, but he resists it, too concerned about Steve.

He puts a hand on Steve's shoulder, squeezes it gently.]

Steve you have to drink some water.

[prespangled]

[It takes him a second or two, but he does eventually look in Bucky's direction. He still looks unhappy. Steve isn't so blissed out that he hasn't noticed it, he just doesn't understand it

But he's learned by now that Bucky will take the jar away if he doesn't do these little things that he asks of him - food, rest, water. You know, details. And Steve's mind thinks of a way to make it a win-win.]

And you'll hold my jar for awhile?

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[He tenses a little. He doesn't really want to hold the jar. It's clear what it's doing to Steve, taking him out of the moment, making him vulnerable and exposed. If Steve didn't have him, Steve could be attacked and dead and Steve wouldn't even notice.

But he wants to make Steve happy. He sighs, then nods slowly.]

Alright.

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[beanstalk]

Who knows, they're pretty damn annoying. [ Kanda definitely didn't enjoy walking out to find them everywhere. ]

Good light for the caves though, I suppose.

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[He huffs, irritated.]

It would be better if they weren't distracting people so much.

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[beanstalk]

Point, and they're too small and too many to take care of. [ Thank god he himself has a way to personally deal with that. ]

Maybe catching them and disposing of them might do something.

[wipedclean]

Probably, but it's inefficient. It takes a lot of time to catch them.