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[ Bucky's crouched just above a body, bloody fingers searching a pocket. He manages to angle it so that most of the gore and grime isn't displayed but so that it does show the uniform. Because as much as he's a soldier he gets that most people should be kept far, far away. ] Anyone recognise the uniform? Kinda feel like we should know if an army's on the loose around here.
[ Bucky's luck has been ticking away since the moment the curse started, the alleyway darkens slightly, a shadow falling over him and the body. Bucky twists, starts to speak out, to get whoever it is to back off and leave. But Bucky's whole body tightens in fear, the device picking up the widening look of terror in his eyes just before it slips out of his fingers. ]
Hail HYDRA! [ In a flash his gun comes up, a burst of sound as he fires straight into the creatures chest. Blood hits the wall but Bucky's already moving, on his feet in seconds, device kicked in a clatter against the stones. Another noise filters through and he twists on his feet. ] Cut off one head.
I get it, I get it. [ Voice strained, nothing but gunfire for a long, drawn out beat. He's backed against a wall, but they're just HYDRA agents, they're just --. ]
We made you. [ A figure steps into the mouth of the alleyway, the feed picking up the edge of a white lab coat, the swing of a bloodied needle. The man's head is bowed, but the light reflects against his glasses, smile wide and unhinged. ] We made you.
[ Another step. ] You belong to us.
[ Bucky's luck has been ticking away since the moment the curse started, the alleyway darkens slightly, a shadow falling over him and the body. Bucky twists, starts to speak out, to get whoever it is to back off and leave. But Bucky's whole body tightens in fear, the device picking up the widening look of terror in his eyes just before it slips out of his fingers. ]
Hail HYDRA! [ In a flash his gun comes up, a burst of sound as he fires straight into the creatures chest. Blood hits the wall but Bucky's already moving, on his feet in seconds, device kicked in a clatter against the stones. Another noise filters through and he twists on his feet. ] Cut off one head.
I get it, I get it. [ Voice strained, nothing but gunfire for a long, drawn out beat. He's backed against a wall, but they're just HYDRA agents, they're just --. ]
We made you. [ A figure steps into the mouth of the alleyway, the feed picking up the edge of a white lab coat, the swing of a bloodied needle. The man's head is bowed, but the light reflects against his glasses, smile wide and unhinged. ] We made you.
[ Another step. ] You belong to us.
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Shoot him, soldier!
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Fuck.
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Are you okay?
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[ It comes out pretty hollow, his eyes wide for a second but his fingers are curling into Steve's uniform like a lifeline. ] No, but I'll be fine.
[ The needle crunches under his boot and Bucky goes white. ] Where do you need me?
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But she's concerned and the sharpness of that tone cuts through the haziness of her voice.]
Bucky?
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[ It comes a little while later, after Steve had told him to shoot and he'd done it without thinking. ] Sorry, m'okay.
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[She trails off, uncertain, not wanting to describe something that may or may not have happened (her head's pounding), but - ]
You're out?
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[ In time. Bucky's not sure he would have lifted his gun if it weren't for Steve barking the order to, if James Barnes didn't follow ever word Steve Rogers laid out for him. He feels sick, like he wants to go and vomit up all of the left over panic, all of the feeling HYDRA left in him.
But he can't. ] You don't sound so swell, Weasley. What's going on?
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[It comes a little harder, the effort of the reply making it a little too sharp on the edges. Ginny goes quiet for a few moments, taking slow breaths, then presses on with a bit more apology to her voice.]
Sorry—tired. It's been... fine. I'm fine. You need to rest. You— [Need to stop talking.] —stay there.
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HYDRA's a Nazi division.
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That's just swell. [ He sounds upset for a second, like he's mentally weighing up his contribution to the war effort and whether or not any of it's worth it. ]
Where m'from, they start off as a Nazi group. Run by the Red Skull.
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You need a hand taking care of those guys?
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Jaime.
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[ He's not. Not really. But he will be. ]
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[ He's going to need all the alcohol in the world, really. Can still remember Zemo's ghoulish voice in his ears. ] You doing okay, Ames?
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... I've never seen uniforms like that before.
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[ His reply comes a little later after he's successfully destroyed them and pulled himself together. ]
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