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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2016 6:43:49 GMT -5
[[ good evening! ]]
Bucky simply nodded, falling into an uncomfortable silence as they walked down the slushy, wet streets. Bucky remained silent, in fact, until he suddenly heard a cry of, "Help, my purse!" He flinched ever so slightly, looking over to the other side of the street where a darkly clad man was dashing off, leaving a young woman in the dust. Bucky, for a moment, wasn't too sure what to do. Should he help? He glanced at Zahra before looking back across the street, and then taking off, more out of instinct than actual desire. He just knew he had to help. And good night lol)) Zahra hadn't even thought about it before dashing after the man who took the purse, his feet eventually leaving the ground all together in favor of floating above the ground. Bucky didn't notice. It didn't take much for him to catch up to the man, being more physically fit than most people, even in this state, and he took a flying leap, crashing into his back and sending the two of them rolling as a bunch of cursing ensued.
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