File 011 | Bucky Barnes [Furious Button-Mashing]

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[The audio feed is a little odd-sounding, like a finger keeps sliding over the mic or something. A young voice can be heard, though, mumbling quietly to himself, sounding rather irritated.] What kinda Nazi crazy-house is this? Cap better come an' get me, the big lug- Aw geez, what the heck is this little doo-hickey? [There's a clattering

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[faultlesscon]

[Usually posts like these? He ignores because other people can help, other people are willing to help. The speaking however, he recognizes one keyword and that's enough to get him up.]

... Bucky?

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[faultlesscon]

[Why does this sound familiar? Oh right--Robin, or Dick. Whatever he wanted to go by.]

Someone already made that assumption, and it's dead wrong. [Just looking up from the 'berry to make sure Bucky's not in front of him or something. Why wasn't he good at hide and seek as a child? :c] And name calling isn't something anyone would expect from someone who isn't a prat.

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If you were a Nazi, that's what you'd WANT me to think. [Hah, he's so smart, he's got you figured out already you dastardly ginger villain! And he's not coming out of his hiding place. High up in a tree. Blending in with the foliage somehow.]

An' that must mean you're a prat too, since you're callin' me names.

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[faultlesscon]

I'm from the bloody islands, why would I-- [Make a ginger comment. He dares you. A sigh and there's another glance around as he walks a little more in. He swears, if Bucky jumps on him like not!Dick did...]

Never said I wasn't, did I?

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[Oh, hey, this is Bucky launching himself out of the tree and onto your back like a goddamn ninja cat or something. And he's trying to put you in a chokehold. Honestly, you're lucky he hasn't snapped your neck. He could do that.] Hah! Gotcha, Axis scum! Now tell me who you're workin' for and where you're holdin' Cap!

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[faultlesscon]

[Did he see that coming? Probably but it's too late now! Alex tumbles to the grass below because it's better than trying to support the other's weight. Nearly face down, he lifts his head enough to speak at least.]

One. The second world war. Two, I don't know where he would be. [Mostly because this is the same situation with Dick and Bucky is the only Captain America he's aware of right now.] Three--if you're going to snap my neck, do it quick. This is just ridiculous.

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[Hmph. This guy sure doesn't seem scared for just having been bested by THE Bucky. His grip tightens just a tiny bit.] You're lucky you're more use to me alive than dead, fella! I killed guys before, I can do it if I gotta.

Now tell me who you're workin' for!

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[faultlesscon]

[Mostly because he's seen you when you're older, 'the' Bucky. It's much more intimidating than this--despite the chokehold, yup. Tensing in response, he lifts a hand onto Bucky's arm while bracing himself with the other.] What would killing me prove?

I don't work for anyone, and that's as honest as it can be.

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[That is true. 5'9", 260lb. Bucky with the metal arm is a lot more intimidating than this wiry, short, babyfaced kid. Maybe that's why he's a secret weapon, no one expects him to be clever and dangerous.] Don't gotta prove nothin', cause you'd be dead.

[He finally releases Alex, shoving up off him.] Then why were you so eager to find me, huh? If you ain't the bad guy, whaddayou want?

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[faultlesscon]

[Or capable of snapping necks--which Alex doesn't really want but it's still Bucky, thus that defiant little tone.] At least you know that much.

You're going to think I'm a loon if I explain myself. [Pushing himself up, he sits up and fixes his collar, narrowing his eyes at the other while coughing.]

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Already think you're a loon. So explainin' yourself is gonna be better for you in the long run, I think. [And now he's cracking his knuckles. Oh, look, Alex - he can pop the knuckles on his left hand, too, meaning it isn't made of metal and wires!]

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[faultlesscon]

You've been in this place before--not at this age, but when you're older. [Time traveling? Screw it.] Here, experiments happen and when they do, anything is up for game.

Chances are, you're younger because of the experiment. [Just... crossing his arms.]

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[Pause. Stare. Wait, what? He's been here before, but older? Experiments? How can you make someone younger for an experiment? He is so confused.]

...You really are a loony.

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[faultlesscon]

I told you, didn't I? [He lets out a sigh.] In terms for the simple--it's like magic, and that's why it can't be explained past the term 'experiment'.

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I ain't simple! Cap says I'm real sharp... Magic don't exist, dummy! So it can't be that.

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[faultlesscon]

[Face in hands? It's happening.] It exists in this place, honest. It's why I knew your name but you don't remember me at all--I met you here when you were taller, much older.

This week seems to be about screwing with everything possible--age, gender, physical state... [A pause.] Are you still with me?