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[imfollowinghim]

For anyone who's confused, I'm still here, not twelve years old, [Somewhere, other Bucky is indignantly pointing out that he's sixteen, asshole.] And not wearing red and blue pajamas.

Anyone else got a clone bothering people?

[He smirks, somewhere between irritated and genuinely amused by the whole thing. He's back in his room in all its spartan, World War II vintage glory, and he's wearing his Commandos jacket.]

This is Sergeant James Barnes. Everyone else's already done the explaining, so if you're out there and you wanna talk, you know how to find me.

[There are a handful of people out there he'd like to talk to - Peggy, Howard, the other Commandos, but he knows better than to get his hopes up about them actually answering back.

Still.]

And Dum Dum, if you're out there, you still owe me five bucks.

[ooc: No Winter Soldier related spoilers please, but everything else is totally fair game. c8]

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[manshutthehellup]

[Well. This is. Sure a thing.

Steve already gave him the warning - as well a plea not to let Bucky in on the know - but seeing him in the flesh is a whole other story.

Still, he smiles at this man out of the past, warm and genuine.]

Hey there, Sergeant Barnes. Name's Sam Wilson, former US Air Force pararescue. I'm uh, a friend of Steve's.

[imfollowinghim]

[Someone might have been stalking your conversation with Steve before things mysteriously vanished, but he's probably going to just leave it be. Probably. Maybe they're just talking about some of Sam's damage or something.]

Bucky's fine. And I think I owe you a personal thank you for keeping his ass out of trouble for me.

[Or as close to "out of trouble" as Steve Rogers can ever get.]

[manshutthehellup]

I don't think I can take those, properly. Not only did he get into more trouble, he dragged me along for the ride.

[imfollowinghim]

He's alive, isn't he?

[... Isn't he? Omfg if he's dead and been lying about it Bucky will kill him himself.]

[manshutthehellup]

What? Oh, god, yeah man. Sorry, didn't mean to scare you like that.

[imfollowinghim]

Don't worry, I figured he wasn't. He's a fucking terrible liar, no way he could keep that a secret.

Private

[voluntaryapnea]

I was on my way to look for you, and I'm glad you're not wearing the pajamas.

[And also that you're still on the Barge and not. You know. Dead.]

Private

[imfollowinghim]

[He's glad too. u_u]

Me too, they don't look all that comfortable. [Which is coming from a guy who apparently only really owns and wears army issue clothes, so. Yeah.]

Private

[voluntaryapnea]

Which is apparently sort of your thing?

Private

[imfollowinghim]

What's that supposed to mean?

Private

[voluntaryapnea]

Dude, the army clothes. They don't look very comfortable, man.

[reasonability]

James "Bucky" Barnes?

[imfollowinghim]

That's me. Who's this?

[reasonability]

I - it's Phil. Phil Coulson.

I have your trading card. Cards. It's nice to meet you.

[imfollowinghim]

There're trading cards now? [He sounds more amused than anything else.] Nice to meet you, too. I'd say I'd sign 'em, but I don't think it's gonna happen unless you wind up here.

[reasonability]

Nice thought. But I got stuff to do. You know how it is.

I like your choice of friends.

[thejazzpolice]

You've got a twelve year old clone who wears red and blue pajamas?

[imfollowinghim]

Apparently. I guess technically he's sixteen and from some other universe.

[private]

[theresalwayshope]

Thank, God, because for a minute I thought there was a flood on top of a flood or something, and tiny teenage you is adorable? But he's not...well...you.

[private]

[imfollowinghim]

What gave it away?

WHAT IS HIATUS

[punched_hitler]

He's cute.

[And he's mostly just saying that to annoy you.]

And you're gonna tell everyone embarrassing stories about me, aren't you.

[Ugh Sam will never let him live this down, thanks. Then again... he kind of hopes when they find you, you can dredge up some more of those stories. He'd be okay with being embarrassed, then.]

IDK I'M TERRIBLE AT THEM

[imfollowinghim]

I've always been cute.

[Not that annoyed, sorry not sorry. c8]

And I might. People need to know about the real Steve Rogers.

APPARENTLY SO AM I

[punched_hitler]

Some might argue that, I guess.

[Damn.]

Oh, they do? What, they've only gotten to know the fake one, so far?

BROFIST B(

[imfollowinghim]

I know a bunch of girls who wouldn't.

[just sayin]

They know Cap. I know the real you, and you're a punk.

HIGH FIVE

[punched_hitler]

Yeah... [A greatly-exaggerated put-upon sigh.] So do I.

[He's outnumbered.]

And you're gonna tell them all that, too. Jerk.

[He doesn't sound like he cares.]