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oom + dual ep: a door from wakanda
OOM: The morning after this:
During his first morning as a free man, Bucky speaks with Steve, makes an important call, and does his best to express his gratitude to T'Challa before heading to the lab for a consultation. And then...
"Did you mean what you said last night? About wanting to find a place for a drink, or to go dancing."
Featuring NPC versions of: King T'Challa, Princess Shuri, Okoye, Natasha Romanoff, and Steve Rogers (written prior to Steve's return to the bar).
The first figure to step through the door and into the Bar proper is a familiar one – tall, a little scruffy, shaggy brown hair, neatly pinned sleeve where his left arm would be – though the lightness in his eyes and in the way he carries himself is something new.
So is the woman whose hand he holds as he guides her through the door. She's tall and slim, dressed casually in light pants and a white tank top, and the look on her face is one of such comical surprise it's nearly dismay.
"Holy shit," says Sharon Carter. "You were not kidding."
Tinytag: Sharon Carter
OOC: After months of OOMs leading up to this point, here we are as Bucky and Sharon enter the bar together! Two pups, two muns, two wildly different timezones. Ask for either one or both. Slowtime is, as always, welcome, especially as we head into a holiday weekend in the States. Ping Lorna or Aspen if you have any questions!
During his first morning as a free man, Bucky speaks with Steve, makes an important call, and does his best to express his gratitude to T'Challa before heading to the lab for a consultation. And then...
"Did you mean what you said last night? About wanting to find a place for a drink, or to go dancing."
The first figure to step through the door and into the Bar proper is a familiar one – tall, a little scruffy, shaggy brown hair, neatly pinned sleeve where his left arm would be – though the lightness in his eyes and in the way he carries himself is something new.
So is the woman whose hand he holds as he guides her through the door. She's tall and slim, dressed casually in light pants and a white tank top, and the look on her face is one of such comical surprise it's nearly dismay.
"Holy shit," says Sharon Carter. "You were not kidding."
Tinytag: Sharon Carter
OOC: After months of OOMs leading up to this point, here we are as Bucky and Sharon enter the bar together! Two pups, two muns, two wildly different timezones. Ask for either one or both. Slowtime is, as always, welcome, especially as we head into a holiday weekend in the States. Ping Lorna or Aspen if you have any questions!
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"She is kind of clever, I'll give her that."
Lucifer nods.
"Last time she wanted to drive my car."
Not ride. Drive.
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"Well, they say to reach for the stars. How old is she?"
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"This old?" Lucifer says, holding out a hand slightly above his waist.
She's eight.
"And of course I did. I keep my promises. We just had to wait till her mom couldn't see us. It's a Corvette. It's easy to drive."
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On the other hand, eight-year-old Sharon would absolutely have wanted to drive a Corvette. "How'd she do?"
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"Remarkably well. She's a little speed demon," he says with a grin that's actually quite approving.
"I just wish she'd stop with the hugging."
He might have begun to - appreciate? - like? - hugs, but she's still a child and urgh.
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He looks at Bucky, disturbed.
"I hadn't thought of that."
Yuck.
"I mean, I'll admit that she can be entertaining, but -"
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"Maybe you can come up with something to use instead," she suggests. "Like a secret handshake."
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He looks vaguely horrified.
"I don't want to encourage it - her," he says, holding up a hand.
What if she'd want to bond?
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"What? No. No! That's not fair. I don't see what her spawn has to do with anything."
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"Sorry, friend. Kids and their parents tend to be a package deal."
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He takes a swig of Scotch.
"And I don't recall anybody saying anything about relationships. I just - think she's interesting."
Obviously.
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"Then I guess it doesn't matter if her kid or her ex are around."
Butter would not melt in her sweetly smiling mouth.
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Annoyed.
"It's just - she makes me vulnerable."
A beat.
"Literally. And I don't understand why."
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"Are you usually invulnerable? Physically?"
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"To human weapons, yes," he replies.
"I told her to shoot me in the leg to convince her I was telling the truth about who I am. And she did. And it worked."
He shakes his head.
"It hurt."
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