Bᴜᴄᴋʏ Bᴀʀɴᴇs ★ Wɪɴᴛᴇʀ Sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ (serzhant) wrote in themandalay, |
Bucky could hear Steve getting his own bearings, but Bucky was focused on the exterior around the makeshift shelter they were in. Like Steve, he noticed how the air was thicker, the presence of dust detectable with each breath. He wouldn't say it out loud, but Bucky was glad that whatever all this was hadn't happened when Steve was still a kid. That might have been a death sentence. "Could still be Vegas. But, if I'm honest, not a damn clue," he replied, sparing a moment to glance over his shoulder at Steve. The lack of silence in this city was even more noticeable now, the scraping and banging of metal reminding him of the Soviet installations where he'd been kept on ice. "That tower looks a little like the hotel's one, but it's not the same." |