Bucky Barnes (putonice) wrote in angellogs, @ 2014-06-01 12:12:00 |
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Each step had a wet, soggy feeling in the sole of the shoe. Water and mud all the way up to his knees. He had been staying off the streets. Everywhere a sane person wouldn't walk to get from one place to another. It made it easier to go unseen and unnoticed. Especially by the people that were looking for him. It had been raining for hours. The clothes that he was wearing were practically soaked through. He stepped out from between two buildings and took a look around. The rain seemed to have most people hiding in their houses. There was less than a handful of people out in the street. He still wasn't sure how he got there. The last he could remember he was in New York. It didn't stop him from attempting to figure out where he was. |