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[latenightfondue]

[ A solemn looking man with a serious expression appears on the screen, an impressive fountain in the distance behind him, and the sounds of rushing water carrying over the feed. He's wearing a white turtleneck jumper with a suede coat, brown hair looking flat and dark circles ring his eyes. ]

There goes the search for Cap. [ He sounds defeated, which rarely happens, but he says it with a sarcastic tone, masking the weight he carries with him for so far failing to find Steve in the wreckage.

He fiddles around with the device as he looks directly at it, now, rather than at the surroundings around him. ] So, anyone out there gonna fill me in on what the hell's goin' on 'round here or do I gotta figure it out for myself?

Comments

Private

[latenightfondue]

[ Awkward. ] Y'know me, always playing around in dangerous waters.

Private

[punchedhitler]

Would those waters be frozen?

[Hrrrrm]

Private

[latenightfondue]

...Y'know, don't you?

Private

[punchedhitler]

Come on. The search for Cap?

Private

[latenightfondue]

Ah. [ Damn, he heard. ] Super hearing.

Okay, you got me, but it ain't as bad as it sounds. Not unless you know something I don't. Do you? 'Course you don't. See, this is why I avoid getting invested in people.

Private

[punchedhitler]

You of all people should know.

[Pause]

It's okay, Howard.

Private

[latenightfondue]

[ No, it's really not. ]

Sure it is, buddy, sure it is.

Private

[punchedhitler]

Thanks for looking.

Private

[latenightfondue]

You're Captain America, we couldn't exactly leave you out there without even trying, right?

Private

[punchedhitler]

Right, well I wouldn't want anyone to think it's because you got attached.

Private

[latenightfondue]

'Course not. [ That's why he's crying with joy on the inside and longing for a stiff drink. ] Attachments aren't really my style.

Private

[punchedhitler]

Right. So I'll see you soon, all right? We'll go get a drink.

Private

[latenightfondue]

A drink'd be good, just like old times. Maybe find a decent fondue place 'round here.

: Private

[punchedhitler]

You'll never let that go, will you?

Private

[latenightfondue]

[ Amused. ] Never, but don't worry, I'll keep it between you and me.

[ He looking to figure out how to end the feed, and then pauses, looking suddenly serious, the mask slipping. ] And, Cap? It's good to see you again.

Private

[punchedhitler]

You too.

Private

[latenightfondue]

See you around, buddy.