james barnes (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} freezerburn) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} entrywaythreads, |
"Sure." Bucky gestured toward the bar with his metal hand, eyes on the rest of the bar for a brief moment. Old habits died hard, and scouting out a place was more than just a habit. They'd trained it into him, pushed it on him at every last moment, made sure that the Soldier never entered a place without knowing everything there was to know. Every last person, ever last position. He knew how to take out the entire bar, but he didn't move to do it, because HYDRA was gone, and he was... just Bucky again.
With a metal arm, sure, but just Bucky.
He gestured for a bartender, watching one nod and indicate with a finger he'd be over in a minute. "I'm Bucky, by the way." He nodded towards the man he'd just indicated he wanted to punch. "And wanting to punch him aside... I'm kind of over being a weapon these days."