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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]

Comments

[imfollowinghim]

I'd say that's too bad because maybe he'd stop getting himself into shit, but I guess then he wouldn't be Steve.

[And it's not like he'd ever want him to change anyway.]

So, what about you? Steve said he just kinda ran into you.

[manshutthehellup]

Ran past me, is more like. Maybe a couple...half dozen times. [He sounds exasperated, just winded thinking about it.]

We were both doing morning laps around the same path near the monuments in Washington, and well...hey, I try to stay in shape, but I'm no super soldier.

[He's still smiling, though. This is good-natured grousing. "Let's both poke fun at Steve being Steve".]

I know he doesn't do it on purpose, but man. You can only hear the same guy go "On your left" so many times before you start to get a little pissed off.

[imfollowinghim]

Yeah, he's a pain in the ass like that. Making up for lost time, I guess.

[Since he hadn't been able to run like, practically at all before the serum and everything.]

How long were you with the Air Force?

[manshutthehellup]

I guess so. [That, and the long nap he had. Seventy years or so is a lot of not-running too.]

I joined up right out of college. They scooped me up early to specialize, probably since I was younger it was easy to get me versed on some special equipment. Steve tell you what I fly?

[imfollowinghim]

He just said you weren't a pilot.

[Share!! He's very curious.]

[manshutthehellup]

I wish I could show it to you, but uh. It got broken. Torn up in that last fight. [By...you. Sort of. Probably best not to get into that.]

But they called it an EXO-07 unit, codenamed 'Falcon'. It's a metal exoskeleton harness, top secret level stuff. It's got some weapons built in, but mainly? It's got rockets. And wings.

When I'm in that baby, I can fly. Not like driving a plane, or drifting in a hang-glider. Really, truly fly.

[imfollowinghim]

Holy cow.

[HE WANTS ONE. CAN HE HAVE ONE?

dammit future self why did you destroy it]

Can you get a new one? Steve told me Howard had a kid. If he's anything like his old man, he'll be more than happy to throw something together.

[manshutthehellup]

Tony Stark. I've heard of him. [It's a little deadpan, a joke Bucky doesn't have the context to get.] We haven't met, though.

[imfollowinghim]

Make Steve introduce you.

[manshutthehellup]

I think I wanted him to introduce me to the aliens first. But, I'm sure we'll get to that. He gets to know all the interesting people.

[imfollowinghim]

Part of the job, I guess. Even back when he was in the tights.

I'm still mad he never got to meet Greta Garbo, though.