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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? )

Comments

[theflirt]

I'll be sure I have him treated accordingly.

A pleasure to meet you. I apologize if I've stirred up any more trouble, but I honestly think your guy was pretty well wound up all on his own.

[makedo]

We try to keep him away from citizens, livestock and his sisters.

[theflirt]

Sounds like as good a plan as any, though you don't leave the poor guy with some options and well.. [Jack gestures around.

AT LEAST GIVE THE POOR GUY THE LIVESTOCK!]

[makedo]

Can't let him fuck camels, the Iraqis need those.

[theflirt]

[Tsk. He hates that you're right.]

Camel is a bit ambitious for him anyway, something tells me he talks all that shit because he's not really packing any heat.

[makedo]

( Of course he's right, he's the Iceman. )

So I've been telling him for the entire war. Does he listen?

[theflirt]

I know what that's like. I apologize for seeing an opportunity to be a little nostalgic.

[makedo]

What's the nostalgia for?

[theflirt]

Been a while since I've spent any time with a bunch of pretty boys in uniform. [A really long time. A really really long time.]

[makedo]

Who are you calling a bunch of pretty boys.

[theflirt]

[A laugh.]

Now when you say it like that you make it sound like an insult.

You're a fine group of very handsome men.

[makedo]

We're recon marines.

[theflirt]

Good to know. If I had a type... [Which he doesn't..

like...

at all.] it would probably be Marines, you boys are amazing. Not as uptight and stuffy as the Royal Air Force boys I used to hang with.

[makedo]

( This is not helping. ) Good for you.

[theflirt]

[Do you mean him and his fondness for guys in uniforms, or the whole 'pretty boys' thing? Because he really nocurr.]

That was a lifetime [or two or three] ago.

[makedo]

And I suppose you either travel through time or you're immortal. ( The sarcasm. )

[theflirt]

[It's funny because he thinks it can't be true~]

Both are actually correct.

[He's not crazy, really.]

[makedo]

Sure. ( He'll just assume Jack is delusional. )

[theflirt]

[But...

sigh...

Fine.]

Sounds crazy, but no crazier than turning up here suddenly.

[makedo]

So your case is for suspension of disbelief because one crazy thing happened.

[theflirt]

A lot of crazy things have happened to me, I suspended my disbelief sometime in the 51st century. I'm just saying that my being immortal and a time traveler is no less believable the reality of the situation that you find yourself in now.