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rekindleme2014-09-05 07:41 pm
heismymission) wrote in rekindleme2014-09-05 07:41 pm
Flashy meets Slashy, Part 2!
Who: Tony Stark & Bucky Barnes. Later: YOU!
Where: First and second districts, possibly elsewhere
When: September 6th
Summary: A rematch for the ages, thanks to a little bit of malfunctioning dangerous tech. Later: Bucky roams around so people can point and laugh.
Warnings: Violence. Murderous intent. General Winter Soldier things.
[The former assassin thought he was beginning to improve himself, that maybe he could reclaim some part of his life that wasn't HYDRA and begin to move forward in earnest. He's been making progress towards that end and towards keeping the memories he's managed to get a hold of. He felt like he had purpose--that he was ready for whatever came his way.
It isn't that he clung to Steve so much that a day away makes him nervous. It's the thought that he might not return, that he might not remember, that brings him the most unease.
But instead of focusing on the things he can't change, he decides to focus on something he can do. Said something is currently taking a good look at the closed southern districts from atop a few roofs in the first and second districts. He remembers the warning given to them--that entering the places will drain their energy rapidly--but he wonders if maybe there's something hidden there, some reason for them to have kept these places closed when it's been pointed out that enough energy has been made to open them.
He doesn't really expect anyone to bother him, and he's fairly certain anyone he encounters will leave him be. It's not like he hasn't made peace (however shaky) with the one he had a violent encounter with the last time he was surveying things from a roof.]
[OPEN]
[To say Bucky is tired and in pain is a massive understatement. He's been tossed around and injured in more ways than he'd like to admit, and frankly, he doesn't intend to. He honestly could have nodded off in his room to speed up his recovery, but given that Stark is currently inhabiting the apartment, he thinks it's better to... go elsewhere, at least for the moment.
He decides to walk through the nearby districts, seeing what kind of collateral damage they left. A few dents and cracks in walls, a mark where he narrowly dodged getting blown up, bloodstains here and there--some his, some Stark's. He wonders if anyone saw them fighting, either the empty suit going berserk and attacking him or his attempts to hunt down the fleeing engineer. It would be nicer if no one did. He really doesn't feel like explaining anything.
At least he's in some less-tattered clothes now, even if he's only half bandaged up. He still looks like a mess, sadly, walking through the streets for no real reason except to get out of his shared apartment.]
Where: First and second districts, possibly elsewhere
When: September 6th
Summary: A rematch for the ages, thanks to a little bit of malfunctioning dangerous tech. Later: Bucky roams around so people can point and laugh.
Warnings: Violence. Murderous intent. General Winter Soldier things.
[The former assassin thought he was beginning to improve himself, that maybe he could reclaim some part of his life that wasn't HYDRA and begin to move forward in earnest. He's been making progress towards that end and towards keeping the memories he's managed to get a hold of. He felt like he had purpose--that he was ready for whatever came his way.
It isn't that he clung to Steve so much that a day away makes him nervous. It's the thought that he might not return, that he might not remember, that brings him the most unease.
But instead of focusing on the things he can't change, he decides to focus on something he can do. Said something is currently taking a good look at the closed southern districts from atop a few roofs in the first and second districts. He remembers the warning given to them--that entering the places will drain their energy rapidly--but he wonders if maybe there's something hidden there, some reason for them to have kept these places closed when it's been pointed out that enough energy has been made to open them.
He doesn't really expect anyone to bother him, and he's fairly certain anyone he encounters will leave him be. It's not like he hasn't made peace (however shaky) with the one he had a violent encounter with the last time he was surveying things from a roof.]
[To say Bucky is tired and in pain is a massive understatement. He's been tossed around and injured in more ways than he'd like to admit, and frankly, he doesn't intend to. He honestly could have nodded off in his room to speed up his recovery, but given that Stark is currently inhabiting the apartment, he thinks it's better to... go elsewhere, at least for the moment.
He decides to walk through the nearby districts, seeing what kind of collateral damage they left. A few dents and cracks in walls, a mark where he narrowly dodged getting blown up, bloodstains here and there--some his, some Stark's. He wonders if anyone saw them fighting, either the empty suit going berserk and attacking him or his attempts to hunt down the fleeing engineer. It would be nicer if no one did. He really doesn't feel like explaining anything.
At least he's in some less-tattered clothes now, even if he's only half bandaged up. He still looks like a mess, sadly, walking through the streets for no real reason except to get out of his shared apartment.]
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OK. But let me know if you need help with anything. I'm a pretty good cook too.
[Kit frowns slightly at the explanation, but nods, going over to sit beside James, resting a hand lightly on his metal on. Because hey, a little contact would only speed up the healing process around here, right.]
Sounds like what happened to us with Viragor and the Wood Forgers. We thought Viragor was the bad guy because he was big and scary-looking, but it turned out that the Wood Forgers had lied to us. They were really the ones hurting the forest and Viragor was just trying to protect it.
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[He turns around on the counter and holds up his arm, showing them the bracelet on his wrist.]
I have this now! It makes me stronger!
[It's only a little, but for a little boy, a little is a lot!]
I don't understand why people have to lie about each other like that. Who cares if they look different?
[Diarmuid turns back around and starts pulling the things he needs out of the cabinet. In a surprisingly short amount of time, he has the spaghetti cooking and is starting to get the sauce ready.
Did he mention he had been practicing?]
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HYDRA lied to me like that a long time. [His brow furrows slightly, almost like he still can't quite believe it.] I didn't know until recently. I think I fought a lot of people for them.
[He's... become aware enough that telling others how many people he's killed probably isn't the greatest idea. And in some ways, with Kit and Diarmuid, he doesn't want to admit it.]
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Oohh... Is it magic?
[Maybe it was like Lion-O's Claw Gauntlet!
She sits back though as James speaks, telling them about the time someone- or apparently a group of someones- named HYDRA had lied to him.]
What's HYDRA?
[Whoever they were, though, Kit already didn't like them.]
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It is magic! I just got it not too long ago. I will show it to you later when I am not cooking!
[The boy turns back to working on the spaghetti and sauce, but he keeps talking.]
Lord James, if you did bad stuff because they lied to you, it's not your fault! You didn't know any better. Now you just have to do your best to make up for it and make them pay for hurting you and all those others!
[Killing isn't such a big deal to Diarmuid. While any loss of life is sad, he realizes it is going to happen. In fact, as a knight, he knows he will likely have to kill people. He just has to make sure he is doing it for the right reasons.]
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He turns his attention to Kit to explain the basics of the organization.]
HYDRA's a group a friend and I used to fight. I don't remember it, but they must have found me after I fell and made me forget I was against them.
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She was quiet, though, through Diarmuid's comments and James' explanation of HYDRA, frowning a bit thoughtfully.]
I wonder if Mumm-Ra did something like that to Pumyra...?
[It wasn't something she'd considered before, but... it sort of made sense.]
Pumyra was a Thundaran soldier who died after Mumm-Ra and the lizard army wrecked the city. She could see Lion-O leaving when she was dying but there was no way Lion-O could've known she was there.
But Mumm-Ra brought her back to life, and now she hates Lion-O because she thinks he betrayed her and left her to die. She even gave the Tech Stone to Mumm-Ra, and he called her his 'beloved'.
[The face Kit makes at that shows her feelings on that matter vary clearly.]
... I don't know what Pumyra was like before. But... I dunno if what she is now is all her or if Mumm-Ra did something to her when he brought her back.
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People twisting other people's minds and souls to their will. They don't have to right to do that! Our souls belong to no one but us!
[He starts to say more, but then realizes the spaghetti is ready and falls silent so he can focus on draining it without burning himself. It's a little easier now that he has his bracelet, but it still takes a lot of focus and the last thing he wants to do is ruin supper when it is so close to being finished!]
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Diarmuid's words sound strange to his ears--for so long he did belong to someone else, and he didn't question it. Even in the past few months he hasn't even considered himself as belonging to himself. But now that he considers it, he supposes no one owns him now. He might have considered Steve his new handler, but the man doesn't give him orders; he's radically different from what he'd known.
He feels both a thrill and a little lost all at once at the idea. He doesn't really know what to do with the feelings, so he turns his attention back to the boy, who appears to be almost finished cooking. Diarmuid said he'd ask for help if he needed it, and Bucky has been told to rest, so he doesn't offer any assistance. Even so, that doesn't mean he can stand to sit there without saying something.]
Be careful.
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Yeah. Some people don't care, though, and think that just because they're stronger, that means they can do whatever they want to whoever they want. And then there's some people who just hurt people because they like doing it.
[Like Mumm-Ra. And she was willing to bet those HYDRA people too.]
But that's why people like that need to be stopped. Nobody has the right to do that to somebody else.
[Kit too was soon distracted by the food being almost ready and watched as Diarmuid carefully drained the spaghetti. James had already said to be careful, so Kit just waited to make sure things went smoothly, ready to help if they didn't.]
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Steve says he is going to make sure that the people who hurt Lord James can't hurt him or anyone else again.
[He turns back to them.]
We need to do that too when we get home! We have to make sure that people can't hurt others like that!
[Diarmuid claps his hands and then waves toward Kit.]
Come and get a plate for Lord James, Kit! Do you want a lot of sauce, Lord James, or a little?
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He distracts himself from the idea Steve might not remember when he next sees him by thinking of how to answer Diarmuid's question. Making a decision about something so seemingly unimportant in the long run seems exhausting at the moment, but it gives him something to focus on.]
Less. [It's mostly a random decision, given it won't make much difference to him anyway. He figures he should make more of an effort than always saying he didn't know.]
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[Kit hoped he gave one of them a good, swift kick on her behalf.
When called over to get a plate for James, though, she nodded.]
OK!
[She hopped down off the couch and went over to retrieve an empty plate and fork, bringing the plate over to Diarmuid to load up with spaghetti. She watched as her friend scooped noodles onto the plate then poured a bit of sauce over them.]
I'll take a bit more sauce when it's my turn, OK?
[May as well get her 'order' in while she was there, to save Diarmuid asking.]
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[Diarmuid carefully fills the plate and then turns to start making Kit's plate.]
Thank you, Kit! Oh! I forgot!
[Diarmuid finishes Kit's plate and then scrambles down from his perch and runs to the refrigerator. He pulls out some shredded cheese and then runs it over to where James is sitting.]
Sometimes people like to put cheese on it!
[He sets the cheese down on the coffee table and then runs back into the kitchen.]
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He nods at Diarmuid when he puts down the cheese, but it just sounds like more effort for not that much benefit. He might try it later, but for now he'll just eat what's given to him.]
And Kit unintentionally causes trouble. X3
[She delivers James' plate, then goes back for her own. Yes, previous heavy topics are set aside for the time being because there is food! This clearly takes precedence.
Though the talk of Steve]
Thanks, Diarmuid. Do you think one of us should call Steve and see if he wants to come over too? It looks like there's enough spaghetti here for another person, after all, and he'd probably want to know if James was hurt, even if it was just a misunderstanding.
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If we wait too long, the spaghetti will get cold.
[Diarmuid hands Kit her plate and then looks at Bucky.]
Do you want us to call Steve? Or would you rather rest for now?
[It might be easier for Bucky to explain things to Steve once he is feeling better.]
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Well, it's not like waiting will make it any easier to say. He looks up at Diarmuid.]
Steve hasn't been here for a couple of days.
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He hasn't? [pause] Did you check the hospital? That's where Luke was when I couldn't find him. Sometimes people fall asleep for a long time here, and when that happens, they take them there so they can be taken care of until they wake up.
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[Diarmuid pauses in filling his plate to look back at Bucky and Kit.]
Even if he's not at the hospital, if his things are still here, that means he will come back! When I was sent home, my things all stayed here until I came back. It was like I was gone a whole year from my side, but I was only gone from here about three days!
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He hadn't looked much into Steve's room, either, other than to see if he was there; his phone was inside when he attempted to contact the captain.]
I didn't check.
[But he's still expecting the worst. As usual. He's further distracted by the thought that more than a year might even pass for Steve. What if he finally gets to the point where they fought--would it change anything?
It would be confusing enough to think about if he wasn't injured and exhausted. After a moment, he finally takes a bite of his food instead of just staring at it.]
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We can check the hospital tomorrow. It's getting a little late, and I don't think they'd let visitors in by the time we'd get there.
[She can tell James is upset though. And who wouldn't be? Steve was his closest friend here, and had probably been the same back home. He was probably worried about him.]
I'm sure he'll be OK, though, whatever happens. He's really strong and brave. I don't think anything could keep him down for long.
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[Diarmuid nods confidently and then turns to finish filling his plate. Once he is done, he hops down off the chair and joins Kit and James.]
I felt a little out of place for a short time when I left and came back, but I didn't forget anyone and I was really happy to be back. I am sure Steve is going to be very glad to see you when he gets back. Though, he won't be happy to see you hurt. You really need to rest so you are better by then, okay?
[And that includes eating. So eat up, Bucky!]
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Strong and brave aren't exactly the words he'd use, even if he agrees with it on some level. And he's not entirely sure about how happy the man will be to see him when he returns, if he does indeed go through their fight before he does.]
He's stubborn. [He takes another couple of bites of his pasta, much hungrier now that he's had a first taste. He at least has the grace to swallow before he speaks again.]
I'll heal.
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Yeah, he's that too. I think they kind of go together.
[At least they did if Lion-O and Tygra were any indication. They were two of the bravest and most stubborn cats Kit had ever met.
Kit took a bite of her pasta too also waiting for her mouth to be empty again before she spoke, sounding a bit thoughtful.]
Steve reminds me a little of Lion-O that way. And if he's anything like Lion-O, I know he'll be happy to see his friend again.
[She eats another bite of her pasta, her tone becoming a bit matter-of-fact when she speaks again.]
And yeah, you'll heal either way. But you'll heal better and faster if you're full of good food while you're doing it.
And besides... [Kit pauses to finish off another big bite of spaghetti, slurping a dangling noodle up into her mouth.] ... it tastes really good. You did a great job Diarmuid.
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