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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 8, 2017 23:31:24 GMT -5
spilled ink - Here is the plot. Whaddya think? I started this a long time ago with another friend, she left though (*cries*) but I really love this plot and I want to do it again. It starts out where my character wakes up in HYDRA in her cell, and finds Bucky. He's sort of her handler, so he's responsible for training her, getting her where she needs to be, etc. THEN ONE DAY, S.H.I.E.L.D. invades, and takes them from HYDRA back to there base. Random filler stuff happens. (This is about as far as we got before.) Remember how when Natasha had her "graduation ceremony" they sterilized her? We could kind of go off-tradition with this and decide that HYDRA had done this to my character before she had started her training, and obviously she wasn't in the same facility as Nat was in Russia. Or, that's not the case, and this happens. So they're at S.H.I.E.L.D. for a while, things between them improve, blah, blah, blah. Then, HYDRA ambushes because they want to take her and Bucky back for further usage. When they're captured, they could either be kept separate or together, it really doesn't matter to me, but they'd probably be watched and punished more severely than other people because they've already escaped before. In this part, Madeline could convince him to teach her to fight more and get better. This could actually happen after they get captured again, or while they're still at S.H.I.E.L.D. before that. While they're at HYDRA, they start to get sent on more missions together, and they're good at it, but they still want to try to find another way to escape some day so that they can live semi-normal lives. And since Bucky's been stuck at doing this longer than she has, (this might seem a little out of character, I don't know) he's more desperate to do this, and start a family, so he brings it up with her. After a few successful missions HYDRA realizes how deadly of a weapon they are together. And they give their own graduation ceremony to her, which can include sterilization or not. If it does... Since HYDRA likes the two of them as a fighting force, they want more soldiers like them. They take DNA from Bucky and my character and inject it into a surrogate mother, and they would keep the baby separate from both Bucky and my character because it's a "distraction". And maybe the two of them wouldn't like that, and would try to take it back, and escape HYDRA. If the ceremony does not include it, and HYDRA still wants more "top-of-the-class" soldiers, they keep them together, and reveal only this plan to Bucky, threatening that if they don't produce a child, they'll kill both of them and destroy all of S.H.I.E.L.D. and kill Cap and the rest of the Avengers. After they tell Bucky this, he has to confront my character and tell her about this. So, they have a child, but HYDRA still takes it away, and they plan on keeping it as a new super-weapon for HYDRA. Again, Bucky and my character have to try to take it back and escape. And that's all I've got so far, something along that line is probably not biologically possible, but this is a fictional roleplay so I don't really care about that at this point. If you have any input on this, tell me please.
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 8, 2017 23:39:44 GMT -5
((Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes aRe yOu tRyIng tO kIlL mE?! um, no okay this sounds pretty great i'm thinking that we make all the decisions when we get there?? if that's okay with you?? and i'm also thinking that i'm too braindead to think rn so i'll hit you up tmr but i just wanted to say i've seen this so yes it looks pretty good. i've got some minor tweaks i'll talk abt tmr but theyre only tiny things.))
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 8, 2017 23:44:12 GMT -5
spilled ink - I'm sorry, I get so worked up and excited about little things that I put too much thought and plan into them. *le sigh* I wish I was like that with mathematics. But what you said is okay! I'll hear from you tomorrow. Btw, thanks for agreeing to it.]
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 9, 2017 7:51:18 GMT -5
((Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes i actually dunno why i said minor tweaks bc more of my stuff is like time period questions. so like where one the timeline?? like maybe after the first avengers?? bc we're with shield but the avengers are a thing. also just a quick lil blurb, i don't usually do romance of any sort so my posts seems a lil out of whack for a while before i get used to them. so yeah i think that's all i had?? um yes and your welcome! i'm glad i can chill with you. i will tell you from the 18-23 i'll be at a no wifi camp so um yes. ))
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 9, 2017 8:58:24 GMT -5
spilled ink - Yeah, I think so because he would technically be still under the influence of HYDRA. And that's okay, I won't judge posts. If you have any other questions or whatever, don't hesitate to bring them up. Good luck at your camp thing. I'm sorry, I just don't know how else to put it.]
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 9, 2017 9:02:53 GMT -5
((Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes okay yeah that makes sense. and definitely, you know somethings up when i stop talking XD. do you want to start? ))
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 9, 2017 9:15:29 GMT -5
spilled ink - Sure!] Darkness.....That was all the girl could sense around her; darkness, pain, confusion... and strange echoing noises that were a mixture of voices of different moods and other loud ones she couldn't identify. Her eyes blinked open. An empty room. Windowless walls. A large ironclad door with bars towards the top. She looked around blearily. It was dimly lit by an old lamp in one of the corners. The girl was wearing a gown. Not like a fancy one you'd wear to bed, but more of one you'd find on a patient in the hospital post-surgery. Her head hurt, and she took her wrist to rub the bleariness from her vision and massage her temples. She tried to think about what had happened. Why was she here? It was only then that she came to realization. Nothing. Everything she knew about herself, well, it was gone from memory.
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 9, 2017 9:27:13 GMT -5
((Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes thanks, i wasn't quite sure where to start. )) The Winter Soldier finished his briefing with his own handler, and his handler escorted him out to the room where the girl would be. He nodded to the man and looked into the room. In it was a girl on bed. Unstrapped. Just wiped from what his handler had informed. The Winter Soldier grabbed the door handle and pushed the door open. His face blank and his stare empty he stood right at the head of the bed. "Get up," he commanded in Russian, his voice harsh and grating from lack of use. "Its time to train." He placed a bag from his handler on the bed beside the girl, in it was her uniform and weapons. Hydra had allowed the Winter Soldier some leeway with his training in students, but he knew that they were always watching. Gathering more data, to make a new, better soldier. And Bucky through the tiny bits of consciousness that he could grab through the murky haze, hated it. He hated it some much that sometimes it took over. Of course... the Winter Soldier didn't know that. But the handlers knew they could only wipe "Bucky" out for so much longer.
((idk if you do the thing where the winter soldier and bucky are like seperate entities to you but thats usually how i think of it just bc to me thats how its portrayed in the mcu... ihope that's gonna be a problem...))
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 9, 2017 9:52:53 GMT -5
spilled ink - You can portray him however you want... I think I see it the same way as you do.] She turned her head quickly to the left to look over towards the owner of the rough voice. He had opened the door to her cell and put a bag full of items onto her bed. He looked rugged and a bit tired, but still very disciplined in a sort of way. His long, dark hair hung a bit in his face. However the poorly lit room prevented her from noticing his arm right then. Her breathing still came in short, rapid, quiet breaths, and instead of following orders, she scrambled backwards on the mattress until her back was against the wall and her knees brought up to her chest. Her fingers grabbed the sheets. She stared wildly up at him, speechless and afraid. Seconds before she had been scared and lost, and now this stranger, whoever the heck he was was ordering her to train. For what exactly, was another mystery.
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 9, 2017 10:09:12 GMT -5
((Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes okay thanks. and thats good, i know a friend who thinks bucky and the winter soldier are one in the same, also do you think you can give a description of your oc?))
The Winter Soldier didn't process her fear. "You need to change for training," his voice echoed throughout the white chamber the commanding tone now more evident, creating an even more eerie affect. He pushed the bag closer to the girl, now curled into ball at the edge of the bed. Considering what he should do if she refused to put the clothes on, he decided to give her some time. Inside something sparked that the girl probably wanted privacy and the Winter Soldier turned around his actions now slow and unsure. The thought had never occurred to the Winter Soldier and a small part of him was curious as to where and how the idea came to be. Mentally the Winter Soldier shook his head and refocused himself and waited for the girl's response, back to the steady sure movements of a programmed soldier. --- The Hydra surveillance camera watcher, Anton, studied the interaction and called over his superior. "Sir...," he called gesturing to the screen when the superior glanced up from his crossword. "Keep an eye on it," his superior just said noncomittally. Anton just nodded, turning back to the screens surrounding the man's desk.
((i hope you dont mind i just kinda tagged that on for kicks))
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 9, 2017 11:13:28 GMT -5
spilled ink - Sure I can! I partly want to do a face claim, but I can write something as well. Either way, I'll try my very best to have something up by the evening.] Now he was faced in the other direction towards the wall. The bag sat in front of her and she paused to think about what to do. Follow orders or not? On one hand, she didn't want to. On the other, she was scared to death of what he might do if she didn't. She swallowed and reached out to pull it towards her. There were some black cargo pants, a belt, and some sort of bulletproof vest, she shuddered and wrinkled her nose. It definitely wasn't something that looked comfortable for the moment, but that was the last thing she should have worried about. The girl pulled on the pants underneath the "gown", and then got into everything else at a very fast pace, finishing off with tying the laces up her boots. [It's all good! Interesting thing you did, actually.]
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 9, 2017 13:03:19 GMT -5
((Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes -- it doesn't really matter is just like a basic idea of what she looks like, so thanks.))
Turning around to find the girl lacing up her boots he nodded. Obedient students the Winter Soldier could work with, "Up," he barked. "Time to train." He opened the door to her room and gestured for her to follow him. The Winter Soldier's first job was to decide where the students would do best, intelligence or brute force and he would favor that specific field. Of course the trainee should know both but one would be specialized. The Winter Soldier himself was pretty well rounded but leaned more towards brute force, but could easily teach intelligence. He arrived to the training center, a room but inside were bars going to the ceiling and the ground.
((i'm thinking next, tws will do like a blindfold test like he'll tie her up and blindfold her and see what she does... i feel like i'm bugging you a lot. i'm a mess. ))
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 9, 2017 13:32:48 GMT -5
The girl bit her lip, following closely behind him. They passed by several cells identical to the one she was being kept in, yet it was impossible to tell who or what was inside them. When they reached the trainer center, of which she was unaware of what this room was and it's purpose at the moment, this she could get a glimpse of the inside of it with it's harsh atmosphere. She pointed briefly at the handle and looked to him. The faster she got this over with, the faster he would take her back and leave her alone.
[ spilled ink - I don't get bugged easily unless the person is being rude, pressuring me to do something multiple times, or if they're a sibling of mine... and you fit none of those categories so it's all good my friend.] [Actually going to be playing around with different fonts if you don't mind.]
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 9, 2017 13:43:33 GMT -5
((okay cool. the other day i discovered the i was the youngest on a thread and i was like oh right all of you are going to college n stuff.. im just starting high school. that scared me. and i don't mind about the fonts))
The Winter Soldier nodded the slightest bit at her gesture to the handle. Going over to a cabinet outside the cage-like bars, he pulled out a bandanna and tied it around the girl's eyes. He padded silently back to the cabinet, and bringing her hands behind her back she put the handcuffs around her wrists and pushed a small pocket knife in her hands. Without a word he opened the door to the barred area in the center of the room, pushed her into the enclosed area roughly, and clicked the door locked once again.
((for the training room i forgot to mention that i was thinking of the one that was shown in bucky's flashbacks in civil war, the one where the doctors are trying to get data from the one guy and then he fights back and it dissolves into madness.))
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 9, 2017 14:50:59 GMT -5
[Wait, so ninth grade? You act a lot older than your age! I thought for sure you were older than me, hehe. I'm in my last year of high school (but taking college courses to), although I would technically be a junior if I hadn't skipped eighth.]
Confused, she twisted her arms around in the cuffs but it was hopeless. The knife was still grasped firmly in her hand. The girl made a small noise in her throat like a soft whine out of frustration and panic. She slammed herself into the wall and hoped to make some noise. What good would it do? Finally after a minute of rushed action, she just stopped. Her vision was still black and she let the silence seep into her head. Think. That was all she needed to do. Again, she backed off into a corner with the blade behind her back. It was impossible to see, but she carefully manipulated it to see if she could somehow pick the lock on the cuffs..
[Oh yeah, I remember that.]
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 9, 2017 15:04:50 GMT -5
((Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes, yep im just a smol freshmen. i've been told that i do act older, which i've also been told is a very typical firstie (first born) trait. high school and college classes ?? 0_o that soudns stressful. so we're not that far apart in age whew. older people terrify me tbh. and you skipped! thats so cool! ))
The Winter Soldier observed this all unattached and unamused. Most trainees had a few minutes of complete panic, so the wailing didn't faze him. Now slamming into the wall he hadn't seen before and mentally jotted it down in his report to his superior, who would want one right after he dismissed the trainee. When she stopped the Winter Soldier could see the gears turning, Good, he thought to himself, maybe I'll get a thinker for once. He always had gotten the muscles, his trainer usually got the brains, just be luck of the draw. He noticed that the panic time had been slightly under the usual amount of time as well, which meant good self control, also a good trait. When the girl did begin thinking she took the knife to try to pick the lock. Definitely a thinker, he decided to himself.
((this trial runs until the trainee breaks free so you can just break yourself free. also i was thinking if this is after avengers1 do you think theres a slight chance we'll see wanda and pietro? ))
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 9, 2017 15:53:43 GMT -5
spilled ink - Aha, I'm a firstie to! But I'm 4'11" so one of my younger siblings is taller than me... It is a bit stressful, the whole high school and college thing. But the college stuff is only twice a week. I had to work with a bunch of older people in June for a theatre production, it was a bit intimidating so I get that! ]
She moved it around a bit, accidentally slicing the inside of her palm once and hissing through gritted teeth from the pain. The tip of the blade finally jammed inside the slit of the metal. She twisted it, once....twice...three times in her attempt. There was a tiny click and suddenly the chains loosened. She wriggled her wrists and one of them slid off. She pulled her hands apart until they were in front of her again with the cuffs hanging from one arm now. She cradled her cut hand close to her stomach, and dropped the knife on the ground next to her feet.
"I want to break free---"Okay, I'll stop. Oooh, that would be fun. O.o]
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 9, 2017 16:34:47 GMT -5
((Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes that stinks. i can barely do one school years worth of hoework let alone two, but i you you get like 4 days then i suppose it can't be super terrible. what play did you do? thats pretty cool, were you on a crew or were you cast memember?))
The Winter Soldier nodded thoughtfully. Interesting turn of events, he considered her with distant interest. Deciding to let her stay in the barred room for a minute just to see what would happen he waited. Would she use the bandanna covering her eyes to help stop the bleeding? The most intriguing fact through this whole entire trial was that she never made a sound. She didn't blame anyone and didn't appear angry, only confused and frantic. The Winter Soldier had heard tales of people who screamed and screamed, blaming their trainers and demanding them to let them out. He stepped closer to the cage around the girl to see if the cut was in need of any serious medical attention. It seemed deep, but nothing that wouldn't heal in its own time.
((just bc now i'm curious as well as tws about what this myst. girl will do. i might just do like a walk by other experiments and have bucky mention a few things that might throw you off. ))
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 9, 2017 16:46:04 GMT -5
spilled ink - I was a cast member of Fiddler on the Roof! I managed to have a crush on someone for the first time (he was a high school student to, surprisingly) but alas I'm a terrible flirt and awfully shy so any chances went goodbye out the window.It's on Youtube if you're ever interested in seeing it.]
Her hand slightly damp, she first wiped it on the leg of her pants. Which were black anyways so any blood wasn't too visible. She could hear his heavy footsteps clearly in the room. With the bandanna over her eyes, her sense of hearing had expanded, similar to how it would be if a person was deaf. The girl thought better of this. Her hands were clearly free by now, and so she began to unwrap it from her face and around her hand. The man was still there, watching her closely.
[THE SUSPENSE, I AM READY. ]
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 9, 2017 18:07:57 GMT -5
Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes cool! tbh i know nothing abt plays or musicals first time? you is late, i apperently had a crush on this kid in pre-k *shrugs* its okay well at least you know how to identify your crushes yeah i might read a sypnoposis))
The Winter Soldier watched the girl put the bandanna around her hand and decided his little trial was over. Opening the door with a loud clang, he gestured for her to exit. "Dinner is at 1730," he told her. "I'll be there to pick you up." He held the door for her and waited to escort her to her room where she would find an outfit to wear to dinner.
((well you're gonna wait in suspense for a while, bc im not gonna drop the hint till the end --like marvel. do you want to skip to dinner??))
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 9, 2017 18:28:14 GMT -5
spilled ink - Okay, not really first time, but I it was more real this time, if you get what I mean? Like sometimes I feel really sad because I don't get to see him everyday like I did when I had rehearsals. It's so stupid. *hides* He was super nice to, and he loved Marvel, (his fav was Bucky) cats, acting, ugh. Perfection. But he was also gay, which I have no problem with but it leaves me zero chance.]
The girl edged out of the barred room, always keeping a close eye on him. But dinner, in this place? That was a bit odd to imagine, but she didn't question it. After all the adrenaline that had coursed through her in that day so far, she was famished.
[Why not?]
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 9, 2017 18:40:03 GMT -5
((Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes i get ya the guy i really like rn is actually the exact opposite of me and its really hiliarous bc i'm all like upbeat and hes just sarcasm sarcasm and more sarcasm and its just so funny.i just have a hard time figuring out if i actually have a crush on guys or if i have a platonic crush on guys bc i honestly love boys bc its a simple with girls things get tangled up really fast and it just gets out of control real fast))
The Winter Soldier pushed the door to the girl's room open inviting her out. Despite the semi-formal occasion the Winter Soldier still had his training gear on, combat boots, cargo pants, white shirt and all. Indifferent to the fact this was probably the first time the girl had seen his metal arm he closed the door shut behind them and guided her through the halls.
((i'm sorry these replies are getting weaker and weaker. ))
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 9, 2017 18:46:26 GMT -5
spilled ink - But he's also gay tho. (Which I have nothing against...) That sounds adorable Moon. <33]
He walked her to her room where a new outfit waited for her. Nothing fancy. Just some casual clothes that would work for now, although they still reminded her of a hospital, looking a bit like scrubs. It was the first time she had caught a glimpse of his arm, striking a cord of curiosity in her. How....? She decided to push it out of her mind for now.
[It's alright. So are mine. But I'm sure things will get more exciting soon. This always happens in RPs.]
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 9, 2017 19:00:19 GMT -5
Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes aw that stinks, no it get you, its just that the odds weren't already stacked against you high enough. )) the problem with these conversations is that bc i never have them irl i don't actually know how to respond to that kind of thing... so thanks?? i have a tendency to be pretty tight lipped about my personal crushes im not really sure why either. i've only told on other person abt that friendo i told you abt.))
time skip!
Rapping on the door and then entering he came to take the girl to dinner. This time in something of a military uniform, except designed for the cold, as they were in Russia. The Winter Soldier's handler had told him to clean up just a tad, shave a bit, comb his hair, when he inquired why his handler had quieted, this meant that the superior-superiors were coming. Shaking himself back to the room where the girl was he held the door open and said, "It's time for dinner."
((i'm sure it does get better as time wears on. do you mind if i be the superior superiors??))
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 9, 2017 19:08:31 GMT -5
spilled ink - Same here. I haven't gone to a rl school since 6th grade, so no friends. It's the main reason why I chose to go back this year.]
[Yeah, I don't mind! And actually, do you think I should change the description of her outfit. I think so, since Bucky seems to be all tidied up and.. I don't know. I'll write my reply based on what you think. But I'm also laughing because this reminds me of the scene from the animated Beauty in the Beast where he comes and forces her to go to dinner. xD]
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 9, 2017 19:11:42 GMT -5
((Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes home schooled?? you know i wouldn't've guessed that. you seem more private-school-y too me. ))
((do it. it honestly doesn't matter that much to me. i just thought itd be a nice change of scenery to see bucky in someting that wasnt made for hardcore death patrol))
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 9, 2017 19:37:06 GMT -5
spilled ink - Really, how so?]
The girl emerged from her room in a black dress that went well with her striking blue, eyes. The man was back, she didn't know what his name was, and still hadn't found any courage in herself to respond to his orders verbally. He looked well-groomed, quite opposite from before when he had pulled her out for training.
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 9, 2017 19:57:19 GMT -5
((Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes you always seemed to be ready to lead. and its not like thats not a homeschooler trait its just you seemed really outgoing and very confident. private schoolers fall in the weird in between line of public and home schooling. home schoolers always seems pretty chill tho. a lot of my youth group leaders were home schooled and they turned out all right.)) Dutifully leading the girl down the corridor to the dining hall they arrived. Honestly the dining hall was just another white room with a table, chairs, and a kitchen. The table was set for four people; the Winter Soldier, his handler, his trainee, and the superior. Gesturing for the girl to enter, his own blue eyes were no longer crystallizing over with ice and he nodded politely as he walked in behind her.
((smol lil bucky peakin out there. ))
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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Aug 9, 2017 20:19:09 GMT -5
spilled ink - Oh, haha. Well I try to be like that on here because you won't see me like that irl. You'll just get shy, quiet, calm Darky who is ready for directions. I love Winter Soldier Bucky, but can I also express how much I love 40s Bucky to? I'm a sucker for guys with a sense of old fashion and chivalry, it makes me swoon, hehe.]
She guessed there was supposed to be other people and that made her even more uptight. The girl followed his gesture and went right in to take a seat, but also subconsciously hanging close to his side, only since he was the only "familiar" face she could remember then.
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 9, 2017 20:46:16 GMT -5
Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes-- true. you get the opposite bc i'm super incredibly outgoing irl, but here i'm just like well what if they don't like me?? and im just like moon dearie youve done more embarassing things irl then the post you're abt to make about xyz.)) ((tbh i kind of like 40s buck better like i get the whole tragic backstory thing but like... *shrugs* he just thinks that he's so good and he is but like its just ugh i love it.))
The Winter Soldier took the seat across from his trainee. The Winter Soldier sat upright, his hands folded neatly on the table staring intently at flames occasionally his eyes flicking up to see his trainee. The Winter Soldier had felt something this morning right before training. His brain eagerly searching all known databases for the reason of turning around when his trainee changed. He never did that to his other trainees, male or female. What was so special about her? he thought, now intently staring at her eyes trying to find reason. His eyes were now back to the iced frosty blue as he vainly searched for answers in the girl's blue eyes, like a computer scanning all available data.
((i'm going to let you reply so your oc can feel uncomfortable. *dry voice* your welcome. ))
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