twenty seven ✪ voice & spam

[imfollowinghim]

[Filtered to Friends*]

I got a couple clips of ammo, a knife and about a dozen chocolate bars [yes, the horrible D-Ration ones] in my jacket if anyone needs food. I'm not sure if we should trust the stuff here or not. What do we know so far? Anyone found drinkable water?

[Private to Helena]

Where are you?

[Open Spam for the Opera House]

[tbc]

[ooc: One friendly conversation rule applies to the filter, if you think you count, you do. c8]

Comments

Private

[adelphoktonos]

[Thoughtfully, now:] Fubar.

[She shifts and sits down by the door between the kitchens and the dining room, making sure she's out of the way of the ghosts streaming in and out. She watches the food on their trays dissolve into ashes and dust as they move out amongst the tables.]

Other places have been worse.

Private

[imfollowinghim]

Hope you've got some wood to knock on.

Private

[adelphoktonos]

It hasn't made us crazy.

[Those have been the worst ones, being out of control and half-insane. That's been worse than the deaths - and their tolls - that have followed.]

Private

[imfollowinghim]

["Yet," Bucky thinks, but he's always been something of a pessimist, even as he's started to head towards what he thinks might be the kitchen.

He doesn't say what he's thinking aloud.]

I'm just crossing my fingers that Steve's back on the ship or woke up.

Private

[adelphoktonos]

You haven't heard anything from him?

Private

[imfollowinghim]

No.

[And he's probably fine, but.]

Private

[adelphoktonos]

We'll look, together. When you get here.

Private

[imfollowinghim]

Hopefully that's soon. Can you smell the food from the hallway?

Private

[adelphoktonos]

Mm, yes. They carry it through here, to the prymary at the tables.

Private

[imfollowinghim]

Okay. Should be there soon.

[He rounds a corner, and yep, there you are.]

>> Spam

[adelphoktonos]

[She's about to speak when he comes around the corner and she scrambles up to hug him instead.]

Spam

[imfollowinghim]

[Bucky hugs her back automatically, without hesitating. It's good to see her, and he knows she needs this, sometimes, so it's easy to rub a hand across her back, affectionate.]

You alright?