action;

[punchedhitler]

[He had to go out at some point - mostly to get clothes, but also to run errands like food and walk the dog and finally meet Bucky up at the Blue Light for when Bucky gets off his shift.

He can't believe he's wearing a dress, but that's all Rosella had to lend him, so a dress is what he's wearing. He supposes in this body it's not so bad, right?

He hopes, anyway. This dress shows off a lot of his legs. Luckily he's not wearing heels, too. ]




[ooc: action only please, but feel free to meet him out and about or even at the Blue Light! Hit on him, come on, you know you want tooooo]

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[latenightfondue]

Bucky? What's--? [ He blinks, leans in closer, because, well, those eyes. ] ...Cap, that you in there?

[miss_america]

Hi, Howard.

[latenightfondue]

[ There might be a little drool. ] Cursed, huh? Looking good, Cap, looking real good. Best dame in the joint.

[miss_america]

Don't say that.

[Even though he is.]

[latenightfondue]

It's true, ain't it? Anyone with eyes can see it.

[ Looking around, leaning in closer. ] Might be better if we pretend the whole thing never happened, though, yeah? No one needs to know.

[miss_america]

You're not going to try and cop a feel, right?

[latenightfondue]

If I had anything of the sort in mind before then it sure isn't there now.

[miss_america]

Then sure, we can pretend.

[latenightfondue]

[ He's thinking mostly of Bucky, knows he wouldn't let it slide. ]

Thanks, buddy, and I ain't gonna spoil the fun if you wanna keep pretending not to be what you are.

[miss_america]

[Wait no one's put it that way. He tilts his head to look at Howard]

That isn't-

That's not really why I'm not telling people.

[latenightfondue]

It ain't? Well I'm all ears.