James Buchanan Barnes (sergeant_barnes) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2014-04-20 22:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, !plot, steve rogers, ~bucky barnes, ~rachel sully |
Who: Bucky
Where: Random hospital between NYC and Gatsby's (Through the Gatsby door)
What: Bucky has owwies
When: Sunday
Rating: TBD
Open: To the people looking for him
Status: Ongoing
He hurt, not all over. And he was sure nothing was broken. But Bucky could feel pain in places he was sure couldn't hurt. A low groan rumbled in his chest as he started to come to. Prying one eye open, then the other. He was in a hospital. That much he knew. He remembered what they looked like back home. It urged another groan from him. A pretty little nurse came over, he offered her a charming smile. "Hi, seems you were in a car accident, going a little fast there huh?" He'd always had that affect on the dames. Got them all flirty and giggly and all it took was a smile. "Yeah I guess so. How bad do I got it? I hurt." He rubbed his head, and found bandages. "Careful. The Doctor thinks you suffered a concussion. How many fingers am I holding up?" She held up two on each hand. Bucky couldn't help but grin again. "Four." "Okay, good. He wants to keep you for observation. And you've got a good many cuts and bruises, but it should have been much worse. You wrapped that automobile around a tree." He winced. That wasn't good. "Look doll, was there anything in my pockets that might have been salvaged?" "Oh yes, you had a strange looking... Well I'm not sure what it is." She pulled the phone out of the drawer and handed it to him. Thank god for small favors. And big ones seeing that he still had his neck. "It's just a fancy walkie talkie. I used to be army. I get to test all the new stuff out." It didn't hurt to lie to her a little bit. He offered her another smile. It was kinda starting to hurt. "Hey look, can I get a glass of water?" "Sure thing. I'll be right back" Shit. |