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[bettercallit]

[ It's been eight days. Eight whole days. Better late than never, right? But in case anyone's yet to figure it out, he feels the need to make the announcement. He's sticking to text to avoid a metaphor slipping out; that's his story and he's sticking to it, okay? Okay. ]

Agent Phil Coulson has left the City.

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[yourbestguysgun]

Different people, different time. It wouldn't even have crossed our minds.

[bettercallit]

[ There's a brief moment where he just ponders it, shrugs, because, really, it's none of his business, but he gets it. Circumstances can change, and here there's been a lot of that. ]

Coulson ever let slip about his hero crush on Rogers? [ It comes out before he really thinks about it, something to move the conversation on and avoid moving into awkward territory, but it actually doesn't kick him in the gut the way he expects it to, so he relaxes into it. ] All the junior agents thought he was some kind of cyborg, and fuck knows I had to bite my tongue on putting 'em straight.

[yourbestguysgun]

A cyborg in love with Captain America?

[bettercallit]

Yeah, no one could know about the whole nerdy side, he had a reputation to maintain. [ Shrugging, but with a small smile. ] He was too cute for public knowledge.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ That makes him laugh. ]

Huh. Guess he was just as human as the rest of us then.

[bettercallit]

No one can ever know. [ He tries to give him a serious look, but the amusement comes through, the alcohol clearly taking him off his game. ]

Thanks. [ He shrugs, like it's no big deal, but the fact he's actually thanking someone for something and the quiet tone shows how much it means. ] Y'know, for this.

[yourbestguysgun]

Hey, you're a friend, okay? [ Because Clint is. Bucky doesn't care, he likes the guy and they get on well. ]

Just hang in there.

[bettercallit]

[ Friends aren't something he has many of, not people he can really trust, so he huffs a laugh at that, doesn't know how to answer, but he knows that he can trust Bucky. ]

Yeah, it's kinda like the one thing I'm good at, but I wouldn't mind shooting a few things just to let it all out.

[yourbestguysgun]

Well, if you ever need anyone to join you down the range kid, call me up.

[bettercallit]

You're on. Give it a couple of days and I'll drag your ass out there to see what you've got.

[yourbestguysgun]

I'll look forward to showing you who's the real king 'round here.

[bettercallit]

As long as that doesn't mean I'm the queen. Handsome price I could probably live with, but never queen.

[yourbestguysgun]

No, that's probably Steve.

[bettercallit]

[ Snatching the bottle back, he snorts around taking a swallow. ] The guy does look good in tights.

[yourbestguysgun]

Quit looking at my boyfriend. [ But there's something stupid about his tone. He's allowed to say stuff like that in front of Clint at least. ]

[bettercallit]

What're you gonna do if I don't?

[yourbestguysgun]

Show you my shootin' skills without the range. Sound good?

[bettercallit]

Sounds fair. Besides, he's not really my type.

[yourbestguysgun]

I thought he was everyone's type?

[bettercallit]

[ Shrugging. ] He's hot, don't get me wrong, but he's way too good for me. And he's too polite to pose much of a challenge.

[yourbestguysgun]

He's kind of a sweetheart.

[bettercallit]

[ He's not sure of Bucky knows about that time when he kissed Steve - cursed, of course - but he's not sure if this is a good time to throw that out there or not.

With a wink. ] You'd know.

[yourbestguysgun]

Damn straight I do.

[bettercallit]

No details, yeah? Not sure I can take orders from the guy after if all I'm picturing is the two of you.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Fluttering his eyelashes at Clint. ]

Sure about that, Barton?