[Yeah, sure, but knowing him and getting anything through that skull of his aren't one and the same. Bucky's seen it. Like flirting with a brick wall, if walls could flush that way.]
And I'm not complaining about that at all. He told you to get in touch?
[Now, maybe he wasn't so much for school as he was the things that went on under the bleachers when classes cut out. And maybe he was never set for higher places the way Steve should have been, with his reading and his art. But he's not dumb and he's already put together a few things from all the girls that ran to help Steve with his little distress call.
Like the people Melinda May called his allies (in 2014, a place Bucky's still damn sure he won't get to see - but that's all right, it was always Steve who was cut out for more)]
Then what can I help you with, Agent Romanoff?
[Yeah, it's a guess. But she doesn't sound so much like a Thor.]
Natasha smiles, even though the function is set on voice. It's audible though, in the little exhale of her laugh, the way she makes a little noise of consideration before replying.
I've given girls candy before, you're the first who's checked if they need to pay. The future sure must be something.
[And if this were someplace familiar maybe he'd take payment in a turn around the floor. But so far as he knows, everyone's displaced here and no one's much in the mood for dancing (which is funny, because when the bombs were falling you took the good times you could get)]
How about a little of your time. You got questions, you can ask them then.
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Navy wasn't for me. Before this tin can, everything I was interested in you'd find stationed on land.
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You're Steve's friend.
[ Notably: not a question. ]
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That's right. And you and I need to have met before I can put in a good word.
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I know Rogers already. I'm talking to you, aren't I?
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And I'm not complaining about that at all. He told you to get in touch?
[Has he finally learned what a wingman is.]
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[ And maybe Steve never actually said those words but it's not like that should surprise anybody, right?
To clarify: ]
About you.
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Like the people Melinda May called his allies (in 2014, a place Bucky's still damn sure he won't get to see - but that's all right, it was always Steve who was cut out for more)]
Then what can I help you with, Agent Romanoff?
[Yeah, it's a guess. But she doesn't sound so much like a Thor.]
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Natasha smiles, even though the function is set on voice. It's audible though, in the little exhale of her laugh, the way she makes a little noise of consideration before replying.
Still, a correction: ]
Natasha.
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Hey, Natasha.
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[ To Arima, she means. ]
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[That's what he's been told this boat used to be, anyway.]
Besides that, well. I'm a fan of shore leave. You didn't go?
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[ Or that's her story. A beat, then: ]
Bring me anything?
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[No hesitation, he just settles into the game.]
Do you?
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[ What, like she's going to give you clues? ]
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[And if this were someplace familiar maybe he'd take payment in a turn around the floor. But so far as he knows, everyone's displaced here and no one's much in the mood for dancing (which is funny, because when the bombs were falling you took the good times you could get)]
How about a little of your time. You got questions, you can ask them then.
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[ Literally. Natasha hums again, the sound kind of hard to discern in its point. ]
Sure.
[ A tsk. ]
But if you had played your cards right, you could have gotten that for free.
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But would I have got a smile?
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Come find out.
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Just tell me where.
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Meet me there in ten.
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anon text;
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year also acceptable.
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might have to be unacceptable.
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what do you want in exchange?
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Should I take this as a sign that you're feeling sick, too?
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you're feeling unwell? need anything?
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Maybe a new pair of legs.
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surprise it's a spacephone call!
I hear your friend Steve cuts your hair for you. Is that true?
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No, but I used to cut his when his ma wasn't up to it. bowl over his head, cut round the edges.
Hi.
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[But she sounds amused.]
I asked him if I could cut his hair and he told me no, because he already had someone to do it for him. You don't think he was lying to me, do you?
(gah i'm so sorry)
I don't know, Johanna. Did you offer to do it in the nude?
[yeah, he heard.]
(NO WORRIES!!!!!!!!)
Do you think that would encourage him to say yes?