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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2017 19:59:14 GMT -5
"Hey," Sam replied, and looking around the man, hair hanging in his face, Bucky said, waving with one hand: "Hi." Sam almost laughed, but then had to remind himself that Bucky might not even know that he was a funny guy, though he was. Even with Sam having his guard up the whole time, afraid that Bucky might do something brash, he still enjoyed his company.
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 8, 2017 20:18:12 GMT -5
Steve had nothing to say. He took his plate, and dumped the scraps in one of the trash cans, bringing his dishes over to the counter where they could be taken and washed. He thanked one of the chefs with a small nod and walked back to the group. "Debriefing starts very shortly. Make sure those two are ready." he ordered Sam and Natasha, eyeing Bucky and Madeline, then he walked away to find Agent Hill to let them know that they were just about finished.
Madeline waited until he left, she kept stirring the milk in her bowl, the knot in her stomach growing larger. "I'm not hungry." she said at last, and before anyone could interfere, she put her bowl away and sat back down to stare at her hands in her lap.
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2017 20:59:50 GMT -5
Bucky watched him go. Why did he have to be like that? Softly, he huffed to himself, pushing his plate away and proclaiming, quite loudly for how quiet the cafeteria was, "I'm not hungry either." Now, Natasha knew that he was being difficult mostly because Steve was encouraging it with his own behavior, but that didn't stop her from looking between the two and saying, calmly, "The two of you should eat." "I'm fine," Bucky replied immediately, curtly, lips thin.
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 8, 2017 21:08:46 GMT -5
"No, really." she tried to say convincingly. "I'll eat later." She turned her head to look around the cafeteria, in hopes of getting off that subject before they tried to force her to go grab another serving. "Where are we supposed to go?"
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2017 21:14:38 GMT -5
Natasha sighed, glancing at Sam, but decided that the fight was worthless. "Upstairs in one of the conference rooms," the woman informed the two of them. She just wanted her paper cup of coffee anyways, so she stood up, seeing that Sam was done. "Come on."
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 9, 2017 7:29:07 GMT -5
(I wanted to respond last night, but I was having issues, and yesterday had many great examples as to why my self-esteem is sometimes the size of a jellybean. ) Madeline glanced worriedly for a second at James, nervous for both of them, she saw that he was in the cuffs again. But she remained silent and took her place behind Sam and Natasha while they led them to the conference rooms. She tried to run over any questions they might ask in her head, and her answers she would give.
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Post by Deleted on May 9, 2017 16:08:52 GMT -5
[[ i'm sorry, pal. ]]
The walk, short elevator ride, and the next short walk were all incredibly silent. Natasha, Sam, and Bucky all said nothing as they walked, and eventually, they came to a conference room that looked like it was probably used for medical meetings. Inside was Nick Fury, for one thing, and also Maria Hill, both waiting for everyone to enter. Natasha opened the door, since Bucky was cuffed, and jerked her head to usher them in.
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 9, 2017 16:26:27 GMT -5
[It's okay. At least I've got this place to get my mind off of everything.]
She was close behind James when they herded into the tiny room. It was basically empty except for a simple little table, some chairs, and nothing on any of the walls except for a camera in one of the corners of the ceiling that was angled to view anything that was happening in the center of the room. Three people were waiting inside; this included Steve, a man with an eye patch and a long, black trench coat, and another lady who was wearing an earpiece that she assumed was a microphone to communicate with other people.
Steve waved his hand toward the table as they came in. "Sit." he ordered, keeping a strange face. He'd have to keep his biased thoughts at a minimum for now, no matter what he wanted to believe or say.
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Post by Deleted on May 9, 2017 18:25:37 GMT -5
Bucky pulled out a chair, sitting down, light eyes flickering around the room, landing on Sam and Natasha as he watched them circle around the other side of the table to sit with the three across from them. He recognized the man in the eyepatch. Nicholas Fury. He was a threat to HYDRA, and for a moment, it took a lot of effort to peel his eyes away from the leader of S.H.I.E.L.D. The other woman was Maria Hill, or he was pretty sure of that fact. Her hair had been shorter, hadn't;t it?
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 9, 2017 18:43:53 GMT -5
(Do you want me to either roleplay Maria or Nick? I can't promise I'll be great. Who do you want?)
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Post by Deleted on May 9, 2017 18:53:29 GMT -5
[[ i'll do maria, if you want. ]]
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 9, 2017 19:05:35 GMT -5
[Okay!]
Nick watched as the man and woman were sat down in front of him. He recognized Bucky, but not the woman beside him, but he knew her name from reports and meetings. "James Buchanan Barnes," he addressed, returning Bucky's stare, and then looking over to the woman. "Madeline." His face was very serious, there was no hint of friendliness in his voice at all. "You are here today to answer a few questions. Once we are finished, one of my team members will escort you back to your designated rooms. And we'll go on from there." He paused. "Agent Hill, is there anything else you'd like to add before we begin?"
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Post by Deleted on May 9, 2017 19:36:21 GMT -5
"My name is Agent Maria Hill," the woman introduced, a bit more friendly than Nick, but still serious, "I am here to fact check, and to beat the hell out of either of you if you try anything. Director, would you like to start?" She looked between the two in front of her, and then over at Steve and company before looking back to Bucky and Madeline.
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 9, 2017 19:52:26 GMT -5
He nodded. "Of course." Nick started with Bucky. " First, I'd appreciate if you tell us everythingyou know about HYDRA. History, their goals, who they might be working with. Anything you know that might help us get ahead of their plans in the long run." It was a lot to ask for, but he knew approximately how long this man had been working for them, and how valuable he must be. He might hold key information. Once they had gotten that out of him, they could ask other questions pertaining to specific things he mentioned to get further details.
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Post by Deleted on May 9, 2017 20:25:06 GMT -5
There was a pause, and then Bucky said, very evenly, face neutral, "No." While he'd worked for HYDRA, they'd of course gotten into his head. He'd been beaten, and it had been instilled in him that he protected their secrets above all else, including his own life. So, it didn't really faze him as he watched both Natasha and Sam squirm, and Maria's jaw clench as tight as his cuffed fists were clenched on his lap. No, he would not be telling Nicholas J. Fury anything about HYDRA now, or in their past, or in their future.
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 9, 2017 20:36:43 GMT -5
Steve stiffened at Bucky's response. Come on, man. He wanted to knock some sense into him. This wasn't going to be easy for him, he knew that. But he wished that Bucky would would be less stubborn, still under the influence of HYDRA or not.
"James." Nick said irritably. "We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. I have a capable team of agents just waiting to put you somewhere less comfortable than a hospital room with all it's "luxuries". I can also ask your partner over here," he pointed towards Madeline. "if she knows anything. I'm sure she'll be much easier to get information out of. It might not be as much, but it will be something. Your choice, you will tell us what you know right now, or by force." Madeline sank in her chair.
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Post by Deleted on May 9, 2017 21:16:34 GMT -5
"She doesn't know anything," Bucky said almost mildly, looking Nick square in the eye, jaw clenched as he stared, like he was challenging him to do something right now, and in a sense he was. Something deep down inside of him was afraid of pain, but the bigger part of what he believed to be him knew that he could take it. He had been trained to do so, and he had been trained for over seventy years. Old dogs did not learn new tricks easily, even if they acted like they did in front of their kinder masters. That thought drew his gaze steadily to Steve, and to Natasha, and to Sam, but he had told them nothing of value either.
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 9, 2017 21:42:45 GMT -5
"I am a man of very little patience, Mr. Barnes." he said gruffly. "And you've left me no choice. You will be treated as a hostage by S.H.I.E.L.D. until you start to figure out who you're really up against." he stood up, towering over the two of them, with his hands still on the table. He pressed a button on a little device he pulled out from one of his pockets. "My agents will be here shortly. It's not to late to change your mind." That wasn't really true, but there still was time to call it off if Bucky gave in, which was very unlikely. "Captain Rogers," he nodded to the man. "You know what to do."
Steve felt guilty, but he approached Bucky slowly, his job was to guide his friend up and pull him to the side. He prepared himself, smart enough to know that he wasn't going to submit to Steve and S.H.I.E.L.D. as easy as that.
(I think I have to go for the night, one more day of hell and then I can go back to a normal schedule. See ya.)
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Post by Deleted on May 9, 2017 21:59:24 GMT -5
As Steve approached, Bucky stood, watching almost everyone in the room go for their weapon simultaneously, watching him with a mixture of what he could only describe as fear and anticipation. He said nothing as he scooted around his chair, gripping the back of it with both hands. "James," came the voice of Natalia Romanov. He knew not from where. "This doesn't have to be difficult." He said something rude in Russian. She quieted.
[[ okay! ]]
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 10, 2017 7:18:57 GMT -5
He could feel the tension rising in the air as everyone went for their guns, he almost wished they hadn't, it would only make Bucky feel more threatened, but he understood it was a safety precaution. Steve took Bucky's shoulder and tried to get him to stand up. "Over here." he said and gestured with his head. "Hands behind his back, Rogers." Nick ordered. "He's already in cuffs, sir." Steve replied. Nick grumbled something under his breath.
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2017 21:12:23 GMT -5
Bucky almost looked animalistic as he was taken out of his chair, teeth showing as he was pulled up to his feet. Then, he jerked out of Steve's grasp in one swift movement, and in the next, jumped, swinging a kick at the Captain. It was the only thing that he could think to do, the only thing that made sense to him.
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 10, 2017 21:39:25 GMT -5
He knew this would happen without a doubt. As soon as Bucky went into defense mode and his leg left the ground, Steve bent backwards. His arms came off Bucky's shoulder and they went out to the sides for balance. Inside his head, his mind was racing, he didn't want this. Now, Bucky was going to be in so much trouble. Steve tried his best to defend himself without fighting back. When there was a quick second to get back up, he rammed forward, getting a stronger grip on both of his shoulders again, and tried to pin him up against the wall, hoping this same maneuver would work like when he had used it earlier in the hospital room after Bucky had tried to get at Sam.
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2017 21:48:43 GMT -5
He knew this would happen without a doubt. As soon as Bucky went into defense mode and his leg left the ground, Steve bent backwards. His arms came off Bucky's shoulder and they went out to the sides for balance. Inside his head, his mind was racing, he didn't want this. Now, Bucky was going to be in so much trouble. Steve tried his best to defend himself without fighting back. When there was a quick second to get back up, he rammed forward, getting a stronger grip on both of his shoulders again, and tried to pin him up against the wall, hoping this same maneuver would work like when he had used it earlier in the hospital room after Bucky had tried to get at Sam. Bucky flailed, striking upwards with his other knee to try and hit somewhere sensitive, all too aware of Sam and Natasha and Maria all yelling in the background. He just knew they wouldn't shoot with Steve there.
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 10, 2017 21:57:27 GMT -5
(Oh my, um. I'm not being immature but if this post is correct in the way that I'm reading it, It might be hard to respond. )
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2017 22:41:21 GMT -5
[[ well, i mean, steve could either get kicked or get outta the way ]]
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 10, 2017 23:27:48 GMT -5
Steve had to sidestep to avoid Bucky's knee. He gritted his teeth. It would have been nice to have some backup instead of everyone just standing there, watching. So he was Captain America, big deal. That didn't mean he never struggled in a fight before. He suddenly remembered that Fury had already called in his men, they would be there very soon, but he wasn't sure how much longer he would be able to hold up Bucky by himself like this.
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Post by Deleted on May 11, 2017 5:34:08 GMT -5
Steve's prayers were answered. Maria came over, gun holstered, and grabbed Bucky's flesh arm, pinning it to the wall, with some difficulty of course. Natasha came over too, pinning the metal arm. Being stronger than a regular human, much like Bucky and Steve were, she didn't have all that much trouble.
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 11, 2017 8:09:18 GMT -5
Steve silently thanked his lucky stars when his team finally got his message, Natasha and Maria's help was appreciated. The door opened and six or seven big guys with their black outfits on and guns rushed in, they were chosen specifically to come to this situation if it came to this. Almost everyone knew how skilled of a person James Barnes was, and controlling him would require a lot of effort. A few of them remained by the door, but some came over to where Steve, Natasha, and Agent Hill were wrestling him to the wall. "We'll take this from here, Captain Rogers, Ms. Romanov." their leader said to Steve.
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Post by Deleted on May 11, 2017 21:05:19 GMT -5
Maria and Natasha only began to release him as the guards walked over, two men grabbing the flesh arm, and three grabbing the metal one. Bucky was still struggling as they pulled him down, knocking him face first into the ground as they undid his handcuffs, only to redo them behind his back. He was still eating carpet as Natasha said, firmly but with pity still lacing her voice, "I'm sorry about this, James." She knew that he didn't know any better, that to him they were the enemy, and that they had been for a long time, but that didn't mean they could make allowances. They hadn't for her. "Гори в аду!" he told her angrily, as they yanked him to his feet and practically began to drag him out of the room.
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on May 11, 2017 21:26:07 GMT -5
Steve watched him go, one drop of sweat was on his forehead. His expression was full of sad disappointment, as if the struggle against Bucky had never happened. Then he looked down at his feet.
Director Fury walked behind the last of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, he paused by the entrance of the door to address the rest of those who were still in the room who still held some authority; Steve, Natasha, Maria, and Sam. "I will attend to Mr. Barnes while he gets put where he belongs. I assume the rest of you can handle this..?" He glared down at Madeline with his one good eye. "I'll expect a report later if there's anything important." With that, he turned swiftly, sweeping the floor with his trench coat and exiting down the hall muttering to himself again. "Damn HYDRA."
The room was a lot quieter now, and she was feeling vulnerable again. She kept her head still and scanned the room, not that there was anywhere to escape to. The Fury guy was gone, his name suited him. And James, she couldn't let that bother her now.
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