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james "idiot" barnes. ([personal profile] lostsoldier) wrote in [community profile] jackin 2015-01-25 02:06 am (UTC)

simulation

[ Downtime has been a difficult concept to adapt to, even before he’d been unplugged. Briefing, mission, debriefing, storage is a cycle ingrained in him as deeply as the metal ports that now line their spines in what they’re told is reality. Even the long quiet of a stake-out carried with it a certain focus that’s lacking here, a space that needs filling.

So he fills it with what he knows. And he doesn’t mind not being the only one. Black tactical gear is met with black tactical gear, even if there’s a little more leather on his than hers — and hers doesn’t come with a metal arm marked HYDRA red and a full face mask. Today at least the goggles are gone. At least you can tell where he’s looking.

At her feet, currently. Explaining is harder than doing. ]


Further apart, [ he says, with a nod to her stance. ] For momentum.

[ A shift of boots, and then he springs from the asphalt, metal and leather spinning in a mid-air corkscrew, impossibly fast and landed with a hard, rubbery squelch. Like so. ]

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