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Tweak says, "smile"

Steve Rogers (captainhandsome) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-02-22 10:54:00

Entry tags:

america chavez (616), clint barton (616), clint barton (mcu), gamewide plot, janet van dyne (avac), kamala khan (avac), kate bishop (616), peter b parker (sv), steve rogers (mcu), tony stark (mcu)

WHO: Everyone and anyone!
WHAT: Something smells like dinner?
WHERE: The square of the unnamed town that is here
WHEN: The second day
RATING: Low

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Steve liked the fresh air, he hadn't got a chance to enjoy it in Wakanda, hadn't got a chance to do much except what had been done. Then like the dust in his hands it had all slipped away, reality and earth did as well. At first he'd been alone, he'd had time to explore everything by himself, had slept and eaten and there had been days of that kind of echoing quiet. It gave him time to think, this hadn't been part of his plan. He'd cleared out a house, put together a tool kit from things he'd found around. The tools had needed some care but worked well for his basic needs.

Once he'd seen to cleaning, washing windows inside and out, then it was building up firewood. Steve must have spent an entire day taking apart dead trees, carrying the stores into the square. It was good, he didn't think too much then, just that it might get cold, there might be more people.

And there were more people, strangers who appeared much the same as he had and Steve tried to give them space, be welcoming and yet not threatening. He wasn't sure how well it was working. But he'd decided that usually the best way to make peace and the like was through someone's stomach. Which is what had lead him to taking a little walk down to where the trees got closer together and twigs cracked under foot.

He never wanted to kill something, but he also understood foodchains and the like. The large boar hadn't stood much chance against the impact of his shield and it was quick at least. The rest of it took longer and Steve didn't have a lot of experience but it wasn't the first time he'd butchered something so he got there. Steve carried it back to the square, where he'd already lit the fire under the metal rack he'd dragged out from behind a shed was scrubbed clean. A spit would be better, but that kind of machinery wasn't his forte. Coals and what looked to be an old metal gate would do fine.

It was practically a barbecue.

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Steve Rogers | Tony Stark

captainhandsome
2019-02-27 05:57 am UTC (link)

It wasn't wrong, not really, Tony needed to know and they needed to talk about it. Because if it was doing to Tony's insides what it was doing to Steve's it was tearing him apart. But that didn't make it easy. It didn't make talking about his failure and then his loss, their loss any easier. "With the time stone- we couldn't- there wasn't- I-" his voice was low and easily just drifted off into nothing, like the words died at the source.

Steve clenched his fist for a moment, working some of the feelings out in an action. Running or hitting something worked better, but now wasn't the time for that. There were more people coming as they smelled food and Steve took a plate back to load it with more cooked pieces. That was something to focus on, being useful.

They would both blame themselves, carry it on their shoulders and in their chests and Steve lay down the plate, eyes following Tony's into the fire for a moment before he reached out to grasp his shoulder. Not hard or some masculine display, gentle and closer to affection or shared pain, whatever you wanted to call it. "It's good to see you."

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Steve Rogers | Tony Stark

allaboutego
2019-02-27 04:11 pm UTC (link)

Yeah. The time stone. That was no surprise. Strange had spelled out that there wasn't any other way to win but -- this hadn't felt like a win, and it didn't feel like something they could come back from. And that was definitely on Tony. They'd been so close. He should have just kept a better handle on Quill. Not let anyone get distracted. Something.

Tony didn't need to say anything in response. He knew. Steve knew. It was all bad, and very very fresh. This place was practically a good distraction though-- if Steve loading up plates for strangers was any kind of indication.

The shoulder grab was a bit surprising and Tony had to really focus up and look at Steve over it because it was -- well. Not really an apology. But something close. Something that spoke of solidarity and -- something else. He didn't want to read too far into it, not right now. "Yeah," he agreed, flashing a smile that was nearly real this time. "You too. If I had to be stuck in a weird alternate dimension town, there aren't a lot of people I'd rather do it with."

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