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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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[imfollowinghim]

[Do it, Stiles. Do it. c8]

It's the only stuff I've got in my closet, and I've been wearing it for years, so. [He shrugs. It doesn't really bother him.

(It's easier to stash weapons on you when you've got a bunch of pockets designed for that kind of thing.)]

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[voluntaryapnea]

[Oh, he did it. Flannel is very important.]

Fair enough. [Buuuut that's where his intervention comes in.]

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[imfollowinghim]

[Yeah, a minute or so later, there is a pile of shirts on his desk. Which Bucky is now turning the camera on.]

So I'm guessing these are from you?

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[voluntaryapnea]

Holy crap. That was fast.

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[imfollowinghim]

Are you really that surprised?

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[voluntaryapnea]

A little bit, yes. Maybe.

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[imfollowinghim]

Well, message received. Thanks for the clothes.

[He might even wear them today!]

You're a good kid, Stiles.

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[voluntaryapnea]

No problem.

[He grins and shrugs.]