jb (dyatlov) wrote in onewaythreads, @ 2018-01-08 21:21:00 |
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Current mood: | uncomfortable |
Entry tags: | bucky barnes, natasha romanoff |
Who: A very confused Soldier and a very small Widow
What: Surprises for everyone!
Where: Ravenmoore
When: Monday evening
Rating: Low-ish, probably Some Disturbing References™
Halfway to Centurion Square it occurs to him: cities don't get as cold. All those warm bodies, all those breathing engines. Walls to break the wind, most of the time. It's not one of the reasons he stayed in Ravenmoore, when he got here - whenever he got here. This past summer? He wouldn't have been thinking that far ahead, then; he was lucky when he was thinking at all. But it's a plus.
His shift at the Market doesn't start for hours yet, and he's not in the mood tonight to sit in his apartment poking the network. Not with people coming out of the woodwork suddenly to claim acquaintance, for some reason, wanting things that he doesn't understand. Telling him things he's not ready to hear, never wants to be ready to hear.
You don't have to apologize to me.
It's not as cold as it would be, elsewhere, but the wind still bites. He shivers, and turns a corner, towards the lights and the voices.