[ There's an element that's something close to mine as he lets Bucky root himself deeper into his mind, wrapping around the tendrils to anchor them protectively - except it's not quite singular, something that's maybe closer to ours. A kind of possessive determination that the programming can't have them when they belong so much to each other.
It'll pass. It always does, and they'll always be stronger.
Even as the Soldier pivots and tries to use Sam's own wings against him. Of course he does, in all the times they've fought against each other Sam's wings have always given him both an edge and a weakness, and the Soldier's always known where to target.
Sam could try to stop his momentum but - it's still disorienting enough to mess with him, and instead he grabs for the Soldier, trying to get a decent enough grip to maybe take him with him, or at least throw him off balance. ]
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It'll pass. It always does, and they'll always be stronger.
Even as the Soldier pivots and tries to use Sam's own wings against him. Of course he does, in all the times they've fought against each other Sam's wings have always given him both an edge and a weakness, and the Soldier's always known where to target.
Sam could try to stop his momentum but - it's still disorienting enough to mess with him, and instead he grabs for the Soldier, trying to get a decent enough grip to maybe take him with him, or at least throw him off balance. ]