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[yourbestguysgun]

[ Bucky hates jogging.

It seems kind of pointless, running around with no real purpose at hand. It just reminds him of cramped boot camps, of men training to be soldiers in sunny little towns when the reality had been nothing like that. So he's not the biggest fan, and since coming here he's put it off. Sure, he keeps his aim strong, still works out but he doesn't exactly stick to a regime.

Right now though, that's precisely what he's doing. If it isn't clearing his head, it's keeping him from focusing on anything beyond breathing and the thump of his feet against the ground. He doesn't have any of the flashy kit some joggers seem to have either, lucky enough to find faded green in the stores, trainers that have seen better days, nothing too futuristic, nothing out of his time. It makes him feel more at home. Anyway, who needs to have a heart rate monitor when you can hear it in your eardrums?

But the one thing that does temper his jogging ability is crowds. He hadn't noticed until he'd come up to the park, and then it's pretty much clear. ] Awh hell, again?

[ Jogging on the spot for a second. The place is over run with people he doesn't recognise and it's a pretty big clue that it's one of those weekends. ]

( ooc: okay so no character twins pls! canon mates is fine as well as having face twins because I enjoy that but no other Bucky's because his poor brain would break and then where would we be? )

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[theflirt]

[This is not his cot in the Hub. This is... almost the equivalent of climbing into the rabbit hole. Start down the ladder, and end up almost shoulder to shoulder with a bunch of strangers.

Actually, kind of reminds him of this one time when he was with the Time Agency where he...

Okay! Look here's a guy who looks like he might have an idea of what is going on maybe.. Jack puts on a charming smile and squares his shoulders before he approaches, offering a hand.]

Captain Jack Harkness, maybe you can explain what is going on.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Blinking at him. ]

We've met. Guess you don't - [ You flirted with him and his poor 1940s sensibilities, Harkness. Shame on you. Breathing out, because he's still kind of keyed up from the jogging. ]

It's called the City. I'm guessing it's Visitor Weekend which is why you're here.

[theflirt]

[Shame? What is shame?]

Ah...I could think of worse places to visit.

[Blue eyes make no effort to hide the way they look him over.]

But we've met? I actually feel bad I don't remember. [Jack grins a bit.] You have a name, or do you want me to give you one?

[capslockmum]

[Here's a kindly woman with familiar red hair and even more familiar brown eyes hurrying over to Bucky because he looks like a good young man who might help her out.]

Hello, dear. I'd imagine you must be terribly busy on a day like this, but I was hoping you could help me.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ There's nothing in the world that could make Bucky brush someone like her off, because he's hard wired to be one of those good boys, the kind who do what they have to do no matter what. So he smiles, shakes his head. ]

Not too busy to help, ma'am. What can I do you for?

[capslockmum]

I was wondering if you might help me find my daughter and sons. I know they have a habit of turning up in this place, but I never know who I might find.

[She's been a couple times, but who can say when her last visit was? She remembers Ginny being here and the twins, Percy.]

[bodyconscious]

You need to run harder, brother, challenge yourself a bit.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Well. ]

That so?

[bodyconscious]

Well, my man, you look like you're about to fall asleep on your feet.

[prettyninja]

What, 'again'? ( Asks the woman just jogging past him. )

[yourbestguysgun]

Visitor week.

[ Grinning a little. ] Happens a lot.

[prettyninja]

That's fucked, I was in Iraq a minute ago.

[makedo]

Sure seems like it.

[yourbestguysgun]

Y'been here before?

[springseternal]

[She's on a swing when she spots him]

Hello! Hello!

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Moving over. ]

Hey there. You okay?

[retardation]

[ Ray lowers his pimping glasses to peer at the pretty boy working himself up into a sweaty mess. ]

Oh how the Marine Core would love you. Wait until I tell Colbert there's a prettier piece of ass than his around these parts.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Bucky's eyes widen slightly and he stops, takes in Ray and has no idea how to fucking respond to that. ]

Pardon?

[prettyninja]

Excuse you, fucktard, there's no prettier ass than mine.

[makedo]

Ray. Shut the fuck up, you're scaring the local population.

[combatcommand]

[ Facepalm. ]

Where's Brad?

[ Can't he stop you? ]

[theflirt]

[Well hello~ there.

+1 handsome pseudo-American jumping into the fray. And offering his opinion.]

He does have a pretty great ass. [What? he does.] And a god damn gorgeous grin too.

[groomingstandard]

( Shouting: ) CORPORAL PERSON, Y'IS A DISGRACE TO THE MARINE CORPS. Y'NEED TO POLICE YESELF!

[ex_thegoodwife444]

[Guess who's pretending to look at his VM when he walks right into Bucky where you're jogging in place. A hand reaching out to grip his arm, and the other well... lets just say it takes the proximity and confusion of the moment to 'accidentally' cop a feel.]

Sorry, wasn't paying attention. [John's grin is smooth, if not a touch...predatory.] Could think of less attractive things to run into.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Hey! ]

Fuck. [ Pulling a face. ] Sure you could, buddy.