From a late night train

[bucky_cap]

Who: Capes and associates / tag-alongs.
When: All of Week 129
Where: Infernal Train: Car/Compartment 11
Summary: The Capes set up a substitute HQ in one of the train compartments. Random rendezvous between the Capes and whoever is tagging along with them.
Rating: R just in case
Warnings: Language and probably conversation subjects

Comments

Alex get out of Bucky's life

[faultlesscon]

[Alex has hardly moved since he's gotten back on the train - just kind of went back to watching Bucky since there's not much for him to do with the lack of talking and the fact he needs to not move or risk pain with whatever's happening to him. Staring, he moves over to the other, offers a towel he found on the train to the other.]

Never. Be in Bucky's life forever.

[bucky_cap]

[Bucky pauses, mid-aisle-pace, when he sees Alex getting up to offer him a towel, and gives him a stern look, shaking his head and pointing back to the seat he had formerly occupied. You mister, are supposed to be resting and not aggravating your injuries, and all that. Hah, Bucky is the world's biggest hypocrite.]

fine but only because he's a Captain America fan

[faultlesscon]

[Looking over to where the motion is, Alex is just about face to face with Bucky. A furrowing of the brows at the look and he holds out the towel, frowning. Take the towel and he will, maybe.]

as he should be. as he should be.

[bucky_cap]

[He shakes his head once and gestures again to the seat. Nope, doesn't need it. He's a manly man and a few stab wounds are nothing. Besides, only like, a couple of them are re-opened. Totally fine. Point point. Go sit. Right now, young man.]

it doesn't even make sense but OH WELL keywords

[faultlesscon]

[They can exchange mean looks all day, but you are taking this towel, not!father. Alex is just holding it out still, moving it towards the other's face, even.]

[bucky_cap]

[Bucky is not amused. This is his not amused face, Alex. He does take the towel, but uses it to lightly swat the other's side as he points emphatically to the space Alex just vacated.

REST. NOW. He doesn't have to talk to get that sentiment across.]

[faultlesscon]

[Is he really exchanging glares with Captain America? Yes but the hit has him flinch a little and he makes another look with a shake of his head. He's moving back to his seat but you better too. Don't make him go find Timothy or someone you'll listen to.]

[bucky_cap]

[None of his not-kids listen to him, therefore, he won't listen to them! Except Timothy, because Timothy does listen.

Also, yes, you are exchanging petulant glares with Captain America. He makes sure Alex goes to sit down again to rest, and then he finally sits down himself, leaning back and closing his eyes for a moment. Ugh, he's never going to get healed up this week.]

[faultlesscon]

[Alex will listen because he doesn't see a point in fighting - the two of them are only going to get hurt more, considering this week and Bucky's situation.

Watching the other, he pulls out his 'berry, starts writing.]

You need anything?

[bucky_cap]

[That's true. They're both pretty bad off punishment-wise. Hopefully next week will be better. Bucky shakes his head at the typed message and pulls out his 'berry to type one of his own. However, it does take a bit longer because he's doing it one-handed. And he sucks at texting anyway.]

im fine. worry about yourself you looked pretty bad off earlier. you rest.

[Bucky you hypocrite.]

[faultlesscon]

not the one who got stabbed [A face to the other and he doesn't mind the wait because what else can they do besides be told to sit around? Narrowing his eyes, Alex shakes his head and types a little more.]

you need rest too.

[bucky_cap]

been stabbed before. ill live. no telling what happened to you, so your argument is invalid.

[Yep, he's getting sick of people telling him to rest. It's kind of nice that people are concerned, especially when he remembers that week where no one cared enough about him to punch him in the face, but it's also getting a little stifling.]

rest.

[faultlesscon]

that's not fair [Kind of angry so the punctuation and jazz has gone to hell. Grr.]

[bucky_cap]

life aint fair. first lesson you learn when youre my age. [Welp, he's kinda irritable too. That's nothing new, though.]

[faultlesscon]

[Grr. Just glaring for a second and it seems like he gives up.

you suck >:( [So much. Like a child.]

[bucky_cap]

[Shit. How the hell does he keep getting roped into acting the dad? He just kind of stares at the text for a few minutes.]

what the hell is that at the end?

[Oh hey, look who knows very little about text faces, despite Dick trying to teach him once.]