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Steven G. Rogers ([personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn) wrote2012-10-08 08:44 pm
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OOM: near the Baltic Sea, 1944

The good news is, there are no snow drifts here and the snow is thin on the ground enough that Captain America and the Howling Commandos barely leave footprints.

The bad news is, while it's still snowy, the air is warming as winter creeps to its end. Warm air and cold air colliding means mist; mist means low visibility; low visibility means extra caution and slowing their advancement to the next HYDRA factory.

Steve leads the way, every footstep careful, as he represses the urge to shiver. He's not going to lose his cool because of a little fog.

He hopes.
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nerves_of_ice: (bucky: no way that's good)

[personal profile] nerves_of_ice 2012-10-10 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
That gets Bucky's full attention, and immediately.

"You too?"
thekidfrombrooklyn: (work out - sweaty hair)

[personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn 2012-10-10 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Steve nods. "Yeah. First while I was out running, then again when I was swimming in the lake."

He pauses, then adds, "And I've been waking up coughing."
nerves_of_ice: (bucky: no way that's good)

[personal profile] nerves_of_ice 2012-10-10 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Coughing?"

If anything, that doubles his concern.

"Are you having any trouble breathing?"

Again, he carefully doesn't say.
thekidfrombrooklyn: (overcoat - pensive)

[personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn 2012-10-10 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
Steve thinks it, even so.

"No. I've had Orpheus listen to my lungs and he says they sound fine."
nerves_of_ice: (steve & bucky: conversation over drinks)

[personal profile] nerves_of_ice 2012-10-10 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe you've just caught your first cold," he says, a little doubtfully. "I mean, there's no reason you couldn't, right?"

He takes a couple more steps, with the only sound being their footsteps, then adds,

"Or maybe there's something going around at the local. Some kind of weird flu, or something."
thekidfrombrooklyn: (helmet - b&w - dismay)

[personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn 2012-10-10 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
"I have no other symptoms, though. No sneezing, no upset stomach. Just coughing.

"And insomnia.

"And bad dreams."

That's probably enough for now.
nerves_of_ice: (bucky: unpleasant dreams)

[personal profile] nerves_of_ice 2012-10-10 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Huh. Maybe the little bastards are screwing with you, too," Bucky mutters, and there's real dislike in his tone.
thekidfrombrooklyn: (bucky - look at me)

[personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn 2012-10-10 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
"What little bastards?" He looks at Bucky with concern.
nerves_of_ice: (bucky: unpleasant dreams)

[personal profile] nerves_of_ice 2012-10-10 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Cleaning crew. Or so I hear."

He glances over at Steve.

"I was catching a few winks and... woke up in the dark with them moving around."
thekidfrombrooklyn: (bucky - zipline)

[personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn 2012-10-10 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
"They were cleaning," Steve says flatly. "While you were sleeping."
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[personal profile] nerves_of_ice 2012-10-10 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Not quite."

His tone is getting flatter and flatter, carefully controlled.

"They were crawling around being stealthy. Whispering and such. Drawing crap on the mirror, making noises, staying just out of sight. Playing practical jokes, you know?"

Beat.

"I didn't get mad until one of them got into the closet and went after my rifle."

What that means in terms of what he'd been before he got mad -- well, Bucky doesn't feel the need to specify that.

It's probably all too obvious by now, anyway.
thekidfrombrooklyn: (captain - square jaw)

[personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn 2012-10-11 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Dear God," Steve murmurs and rubs his forehead. "Did they threaten you with it?"
nerves_of_ice: (bucky: bruised but not broken)

[personal profile] nerves_of_ice 2012-10-11 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Grabbed it and lit out, laughing all the way."

Bucky looks as sour as he sounds.

"Or tried. I caught hold of the little bastard's shirt. He quit laughing then, but eeled free when it tore. Field-stripped my rifle on the run and vanished into the bathroom like he was never there. Like none of them were."

A beat.

"Guess they didn't like the idea of someone fighting back."
thekidfrombrooklyn: (t-shirt - green - startled)

[personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn 2012-10-11 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe it was the first time someone did."
nerves_of_ice: (steve & bucky: you look and I look back)

[personal profile] nerves_of_ice 2012-10-11 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"They try it again, it won't be the last."

He glances over at Steve again.

"But between that and the weird fog and all out on the range, I guess it spooked me some."

A beat.

"I won't let it happen again," Bucky repeats, quietly, but with grim determination.
thekidfrombrooklyn: (bucky - look at me)

[personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn 2012-10-11 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
Steve pats his back. "I know.

"It's scaring a lot of people," he adds.
nerves_of_ice: (steve & bucky: you look and I look back)

[personal profile] nerves_of_ice 2012-10-11 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Jerks the cleaning crew may be, but at least a guy can fight them," Bucky agrees.

"How do you fight fog?"
thekidfrombrooklyn: (bucky - zipline)

[personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn 2012-10-11 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"I've been looking into that," Steve says. "Not much luck so far."

To be fair, Orpheus was there and he's...distracting.
nerves_of_ice: (steve & bucky: side by side)

[personal profile] nerves_of_ice 2012-10-11 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll ask around too. Can't hurt, right?"
thekidfrombrooklyn: (bucky - pub)

[personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn 2012-10-11 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
"I hope not."

A few more steps, then, "Be careful with this, Bucky. It's not an enemy like HYDRA. It's not people, no matter how superpowered. It's something ... ancient."
nerves_of_ice: (steve & bucky: you look and I look back)

[personal profile] nerves_of_ice 2012-10-11 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Bucky looks over at him.

"I know you don't think I'm leaving you to go up against whatever it is without me."
thekidfrombrooklyn: Steve in his dress uniform with a small smile (dress uniform - smile)

[personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn 2012-10-11 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I wouldn't dare.

"I just want you to be careful."
nerves_of_ice: (bucky: smiling soldier boy)

[personal profile] nerves_of_ice 2012-10-11 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Cheerfully,

"I will if you will."
thekidfrombrooklyn: (bucky - post-rescue)

[personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn 2012-10-11 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
"I will...do my best."
nerves_of_ice: (steve & bucky: when you look into the ab)

[personal profile] nerves_of_ice 2012-10-11 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
His grin flashes, quick and bright.

"Then we'll both be fine."
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