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[yourbestguysgun]

'm just gonna chalk this up to some future thing I don't get, but whatever it is, it ain't funny.

[ It's audio simply because Bucky doesn't quite want to broadcast I got tortured by HYDRA and all I got was this lousy t-shirt. He still has to go to work though, has to be a normal human being for once even if all he wants to do is set the damn thing on fire. Whether or not he's out of it is optional the mood he's in. ]

Anyone care t'explain it?

( ooc: feel free to run into him at any point if you want to. he will be the grumpiest, but it's good with me. )

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[yourbestguysgun]

[ Entering her flat properly, he has his hands in his pockets and his attention fixed firmly on everything but the t-shirt. ]

Where's your guy?

[waitedforyears]

( Gesturing towards the couch. There's alcohol and two glasses on the table there and a movie queued up. )

Tinkering with the TARDIS.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Collapsing into the corner of the couch. ]

You two feelin' better about being here?

[waitedforyears]

Yeah. Well, I am. ( Shrugging, a little helplessly. ) Rory's not here, yeah, but I don't have to be miserable 'cause of it, do I?

[yourbestguysgun]

No, and he wouldn't want you to be miserable, right?

[waitedforyears]

Yeah, pretty sure he wouldn't.

[yourbestguysgun]

And maybe he'll show.

[waitedforyears]

Yeah, that'd be good. But if he doesn't-- well. Least the Doctor's here, right, and I got you, too. I'll be fine.

[yourbestguysgun]

Well, that seems like a pretty swell group to rely on either way.

[waitedforyears]

Yeah. Could do worse.

[yourbestguysgun]

You could be stuck with just Stark and Barton.

[waitedforyears]

At least they're both good kissers?

[yourbestguysgun]

Huh. Those your requirements?

[waitedforyears]

Well, no, but it sure helps.

[yourbestguysgun]

I guess so.

[waitedforyears]

Really does.

[yourbestguysgun]

So, you gonna let me have at that booze of yours?

[waitedforyears]

'course. ( Gesturing at the bottle and the two glasses on the table, but a moment later pouring rather than waiting for him to help himself. )

[yourbestguysgun]

Thanks. [ Because he needs the alcohol, needs to feel less shaken by the shirt he's wearing and the way it's right there, emblazoned over his chest.

With the Winter Soldier, with everything. His life's on shaky ground. ]

[waitedforyears]

Hey. Any time. ( All but flinging herself at the couch. )

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Taking a deep gulp of the alcohol, feeling it burn down. ]

Better.

[waitedforyears]

C'mon, time for a movie.

[yourbestguysgun]

What are we watching?

[waitedforyears]

Cowboys & Aliens.

[yourbestguysgun]

Sounds like a helluva film.