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babybuck (babybuck) wrote in spinningcompass,
@ 2020-10-18 05:45:00

Entry tags:

!open, bucky barnes (kid), jack o'neill

Who: AU Bucky and OPEN
What: he's heeeere
Where: The hotel
When: Early morning Sunday
Open/Ongoing

Bucky woke up with a gasp, sitting up in the bed. An actual bed. It must have worked! He took slow deep breaths, relishing in how deep he could fill his lungs, how clean the air felt. He looked around the room for a minute, rubbing his fingers against the hair on his jawline. It was certainly more than stubble but not quite a beard, it helped hide how gaunt his cheeks were and how sharply his jaw angled.

Hotel.
Not apartment.
Either this place is only slightly less shitty and they all have to live in one spot, or they've figured the others out and are hiding.
Great.

He sighed and reached for the phone on the side table. His stomach was growling but there didn't seem to be any food in the room and he was at least used to that. It could wait a little longer.

He scrolled through everything he could find. The networks of the past few weeks, the notes and messages his other-self had kept, then the photos. Shit. This version of himself just had to be the one to have both arms. Guess he wouldn't be blending in much. Not that it seemed some of the others had done a great job of that anyway.

Good news: not a shit hole
Bad news: stuck in the middle of enemy territory
Worse news?: baby in the corner

He groaned and got out of the bed. He found a bag in the closet and stuffed it with everything he could find in the room that he felt could be useful. He took most of the clothes, the phone, the computer, a few other odds and ends, but left the sentimental things. Some rings threaded on to a necklace on a side table, drawings and recipe cards and sketchbooks stuffed in a drawer, the photo of a person he tried not to remember, another of about 30 people he mostly didn't recognize. There were way too many kids in that photo for this place to be anything but thriving. It had been years since any babies were born on the station he'd come from. Rumors flew every now and then that someone was pregnant, but none of the babies ever came. He assumed the worst, but knew it could just be idle gossip too. Either was possible.

That led him to the baby in this room with him. She was asleep and looked like she'd be that way for a while. Not really a baby even, he observed, looking into the little pen she slept in. Next stage up, toddler. He didn't know what to do with either of them. She'd be fine here. He'd just leave the door open and someone would find her once she started crying.

Probably better off that way anyway. he thought to himself as he slung the bag over his shoulder and then ripped the left sleeve off of the shirt he wore. He wasn't sure if he was about to get in a fight or not, so best be ready and not have any extra fabric flapping around. He started down the stairs and toward where he assumed a kitchen would be. He may have to get out hopefully unnoticed, but it didn't mean he couldn't take some of the food with him. Especially if they were hoarding it all.

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thats_two_ls
2020-10-18 02:46 pm UTC (link)

Jack had just come off his watch. It was about time he got himself something to eat. He was pretty darn hungry too. Ever since they had been moved over to the hotel, Jack had done what he could to keep watch and help out. To help strategize and work things out for what was to come. And while no one looked forward to a possible fight, they would at least be prepared. As much as they could be with an enemy like Higgs. Jack had faced difficult odds before and lived to see another day. He had the confidence to believe he would again.

He wore a simple black t-shirt with an unbuttoned green army shirt over the top, and a pair of olive green army trousers, complete with boots. He didn't particularly like dressing too casual when he was on the job and dressing the part made him feel a bit more comfortable. He wore a visible sidearm at his hip and one less visible under his shirt.

Seeing Bucky, Jack offered a smile and nod in his direction before spotting the bar over his shoulder.
"Going somewhere?" he asked. "Everyone who came here's supposed to stay here. So we can better keep track of things and keep people safe" he said, walking towards him.

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babybuck
2020-10-18 05:27 pm UTC (link)

Bucky was...surprised. He hadn't thought he'd be able to pass as his other self well enough to go unnoticed by anyone who lived in this station. The missing arm being most obvious, but also the fact that the version of him here was clearly healthier and less emaciated. But maybe he wasn't known to everyone that well. Or maybe there was another of him, one that was missing the arm too.

"Just... doing some laundry." He improvised, trying to sound friendly despite the rasp in his voice. "Easier to carry this way." He motioned a little with the stump of what had once been his left arm, the mangled scar visible briefly. "Just getting some breakfast first."

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thats_two_ls
2020-10-19 04:19 pm UTC (link)

It took Jack a brief moment to notice the other mans arm. Or rather the lack of... He had seen Bucky around the hotel before and he didn't look quite like that. They had never really had any long chats before, but something was definitely off about the other man. More than just the obvious arm, his face seemed a bit more narrow. Was he one of the imposters? One of the replacements? Jack had a few choices to make. Either play carefully or just call him out. He was going to opt for the first one. See if he could get him on his own in the kitchens and maybe confront him.

Jack nodded. "I'm heading in that direction too. I'll join you. Maybe we can talk a little more about security around here" he offered. "There's bacon, eggs, hash browns and some really good coffee right now" he added with a look that said he was looking forward to his meal.

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babybuck
2020-10-22 03:12 am UTC (link)

"Thats great, sounds perfect." Bucky tried his best to feign something close to nonchalance, but really, that would probably be the most food he's seen in one place for years. Even when they could manage to stock up in some way, they knew they would have to portion and ration everything to keep them going in between.

He held the bag with one hand to take some weight off his shoulder and followed the other man toward the kitchens. It would be harder to get out with food now, but at least he'd have something in his belly if he could get through the meal without giving too much away.

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