Re: Bucky Barnes arrival: ic
John had arrived all of fifteen minutes prior, and had gone through a grounding ritual of his own, to similar mixed results. He wasn't (as far as he could tell) having a panic attack, or a PTSD flashback but what was happening still made no sense. There were other people here, but he hadn't felt like venturing over to them yet. He sat on a rock, cane by his side and simply watched.
Suddenly in front of him where there previously had been nothing but grassy meadow there was another man. Had he blinked? No matter, the other man was there and looked as uncomfortable as John felt. Maybe this was coincidence, but John felt as though he were here to help. Pushing himself to his feet with the aid of his cane, he made his way slowly over to the other man and stopping about three feet away.
"Are you alright?" He asked, before wincing. Of course the man wasn't alright. John wasn't sure he was alright. What a stupid silly question. "Err, or as much as you can be?" He added belatedly.