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ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ ([personal profile] bracchium) wrote2016-05-08 06:13 pm
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желание
I know you are the answer, but I forgot the question.



печь
There will always be a lie in believe.



один
Whatever is static is dead.



рассвет
The world is too quiet.















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LATE DAY 006

[personal profile] decommission 2016-05-30 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ The flurry of mental activity in the early morning had started Steve awake, it was far later than usual when he finally dragged himself out of bed. Jessica's empty presence aches more and more each day, another missing limb. Ares puts the number of Hosts in a coma at three. How long before they ended up back in the Nesting Deck chambers? The thought of their bodies hooked up to tubes, sleeping for God knows how long makes his skin crawl.

But it's not the only distraction on his mind.

A day isn't long enough for Bucky's arrival to settle in his mind. His memory holds parts of their conversation with sharp clarity, erratic sensory input and spoken words haphazardly pieced together. He'd reject all of it if he could, but no version of him can hear that story and accuse Bucky of being a liar. No version of him could hear and see all that, and feel anything but horror and grief.

(he's eighteen again, walking home from his mother's funeral)

It's later in the day when he finally notices Bucky's absence. Doesn't worry him at first - he'd seemed, of all things, interested in the mission. Steve had been trying to do the same thing, walking the nicer districts this time and getting one of those tech tours. But hours pass and there's still no sign of him at the Bearings, his room looking like it was left in a hurry.

A train brings him to the same platform he'd exited with Lexa a few days ago, following a faint trail. For better or worse Steve's understanding of his mental abilities have increased slightly ever since the day he decided to wander through the roots of his Brood. At a distance it's not easy to hold, but he can follow the link as he walks through the streets of Subspace. Keeps his head down - might've been a good idea to bring someone else with him. A trio of young men size him up as he passes a boarded up building. ]
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[personal profile] decommission 2016-05-30 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ They aren't quiet, a trio of heavy steps smacking against the concrete some meters behind him. The streets are lit with tall lamps and buzzing neon signs, hardly a car passes by as he quickens his steps a bit, ducking into a twenty-four hour convenience store.

He makes it to the door, a soft chime announcing his entrance. The cashier barely flicks his gaze away from the cracked holo-screen fixed into the wall behind the counter. Steve's hands shove into his pockets and he loiters near the back, eyeing the cases of carbonated drinks and beer, waiting out his pursuers.

As much as some people like to insist on the contrary, Steve actually doesn't enjoy getting beat up and/or mugged - the mess on Avera has instilled some caution in him. ]
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[personal profile] decommission 2016-05-30 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ His quick exit was enough to distract him from the tension building nearby - ]

( ? )

[ The thread between them buzzes with a wordless question. Steve's still inside the shop but he's staring out the tall windows in the front, starting to make his way back to the door. The cashier gives him a scrutinizing once-over. ]
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[personal profile] decommission 2016-05-30 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The shout rings in his ears as he opens the door, the cashier now leaning over with counter with vague curiosity - before settling back in his seat. Not worth it. Fingerless gloves slip out of Steve's pockets, he nearly drops them in a hurried attempt to get them over his hands. ]

Hey!

[ The scuffle's already under way as he turns the corner. The first attacker is still choking, eyes watering and his hand pressed against the wall. Steve ignores him, barreling toward the pair that are ganging up on Bucky. His fighting technique still isn't up to par, but he's a bit stronger than he looks - and his gloves have built in tasers. One of Bucky's assailants turns to the sound of someone approaching. ]
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[personal profile] decommission 2016-05-30 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Steve's forced to skid to an abrupt stop as the man hits the pavement. His thumb press down on his wrist (one, two, three) just in time to not-quite-block a blow to the left side of his head, knuckles pounding into the cartilage of his ear. His skull rings with bright points of light, neck twisting painfully, but his hand makes contact with an arm and the man drops to the pavement with a dull thud. ]
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[personal profile] decommission 2016-05-31 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ His equilibrium is taking its time resetting, vision blurred and ear buzzing painfully. He staggers a bit, trying to settle his eyes on the downed men to determine whether or not they're breathing.

There's a bystander on the other side of the street watching. ]
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[personal profile] decommission 2016-05-31 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ While an impressive throw for something that lacks any weight, the pen doesn't make its mark and the pedestrian decides to book it. Steve's wrenched back onto his feet to the sound of the guy who got his face smashed into the pavement groaning. It's hard to feel sorry for him - though there's definite relief flooding through Steve.

He grabs hold of Bucky's arm, unaware of the shift in him. ]


C'mon -
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[personal profile] decommission 2016-05-31 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ The noise cuts through him, his teeth clacking together. The hand on Bucky's arm tightens, yanking him away from the man on the ground moaning about his broken nose. ]

Leave him alone, he's done. [ His head hasn't stopped spinning, but he's picked a direction and he's attempting to drag them both in it, away from the scene. ]
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[personal profile] decommission 2016-05-31 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ As much as he tries to pay attention to where Bucky's leading them, most of the walk is a blur of vaguely familiar streets set a horrendous soundtrack of buzzing and throbbing in his head. His gives the door a dubious look before entering. ]

What is this?
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[personal profile] decommission 2016-05-31 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ He stands near the doorway for a moment, ignoring the offer to sit down. His gaze sweeps across the tiny room (more cramped than he's ever lived in) before settling on the table, then back to Bucky. ]

Planning on staying here a while? [ He grimaces, moving toward the cot to sit. ]
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[personal profile] decommission 2016-05-31 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ He sucks in a breath, scanning his friend's face and ignoring the compress held out to him. ]

Bucky. [ Say something. ]
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[personal profile] decommission 2016-05-31 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ He holds Bucky's gaze, unease settling over him. ]

You sure you don't need that? [ Nodding at the compress, the humor in his tone is forced. A beat, then, carefully he ventures: ] You remember how we got here?
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[personal profile] decommission 2016-05-31 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ That slow, creeping horror from yesterday is returning, settling in the pit of his stomach.

It's another few seconds before he's finally able to take the compress, pressing the cold plastic against his face with a wince. ]
You remember the Station? The trip to the city?

[ He's hoping the answers to both of those are going to be yes. ]

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