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James Rogers is the new Captain America (avenging_son) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2015-03-27 21:47:00

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james rogers, steve rogers

Who: The Rogers, Steve and James!
What: Father/son face to face time
Where: Medbay
When: March 27
Status: In Progress
Rating: Most likely low, will update if needed!

James had been in and out of it since the attack on Saturday. Mostly due to the painkillers. But after a few days of sleep and doing nothing he was starting to feel a bit restless. His mother and Torunn came and went as did Clint with Nik but part of him most looked forward to whenever Steve would stop by. He knew he hadn't reached out much since Steve's arrival here. But he remembered clearly calling him Dad the night of the attack. Pain could make a person honest. And he felt bad it had taken that to get him to admit to Steve who he was.

Shifting carefully to sit up, he paused after he was adjusted to catch his breath, hating the fact he had a broken rib. There wasn't much they could do for that other than give him something for the pain. At least he had great genes though. Reaching over, he picked up his gauntlet and studied it, relieved it had survived the strigoi fight. He wanted to show it to Steve. He still had his world's father's shield but carrying that around was anything but discreet. And he wanted to show his father the device that had probably saved his life. Setting it down to the side, he carefully picked up his pudding cup and began eating it slowly and having to adjust the spoon in his hand with his broken fingers.

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shieldandstar
2015-03-28 02:39 am UTC (link)

Steve still wasn't used to the idea. He wasn't sure if or when he would be. It was jarring enough to be in Lawrence at all, pulled from what he did know into a whole new mess. But to learn about James on top of all of that.. It didn't bother him, exactly. He wasn't going to run away screaming. That had never been in Steve's nature. What bothered him more was that he had no clue how to be a dad. He'd never known his own, after all, and Nat seemed to have such a good handle on things it felt almost like imposing. If he said as much aloud he he knew Natasha would probably roll her eyes but it couldn't be helped. He had to adjust to this as best he could, but the last thing he wanted to do was let James down. Whether or not he was his real father didn't really matter. Knowing one version had to count for something, right?

"Oh hey," Steve was surprised (and unprepared) to see him awake when he came in this time. "You're awake. That's good. That's great." James had been in and out for most of his visits. They hadn't spoken much at all but that had more to do with the fact that James hadn't really been up to it until recently. He'd known, of course, who James was to him. Natasha had told him from the start but he'd always intended to let James tell him on his own in his own time. The attack sort of sped that up unexpectedly and Steve hoped he wasn't upset about that.

He pulled up a chair by the bed, as was his habit over the last few visits and sat close but not too close. Natasha tended towards sitting right up against the bed in touching distance but Steve wasn't even sure how to go about all that. A pat on the shoulder or something seemed sort of superficial until they had the chance to know each other better.

"How are you feeling today? Do you.. need some help with that?"

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avenging_son
2015-03-28 03:12 am UTC (link)

James heard the movement in the hall. The footsteps were too heavy to be his mother (she barely made a sound) and it didn't sound like Clint's gait either. While it could have possibly been Torunn the strides sounded too long. Which meant it could only logically be one person. His father. As Steve crossed the threshold into the room he looked over and gave him a shy smile. Swallowing his pudding he studied the taller man. Oh sure he had seen his father in the movies. He knew what he looked like, what he could do. But it didn't prepare you for seeing him in person.

"Hey," he said. He nodded a bit. "Yeah. Quick healer. Just not Wolverine quick." James watched as Steve sat down, glad he seemed a bit eager to get to know him. Or at least be close to him. Hearing the questions he gave a careful shrug. "I don't feel like I got thrown around by the Hulk anymore so there's that," he said, a faint smile on his face. "Still in a bit of pain though given the rib."

Hearing the question about help he glanced down at his pudding cup and shook his head. "Nah. It's pretty much gone anyways." He set it to the side next to the gauntlet and looked Steve over. Realizing what he was doing he flushed a little and looked down. "Sorry for staring..." he murmured.

He reached up with his good hand and brushed his hair from his face. "Just...when you, the you in my world, told Tony to get back to the mansion and get the kids to safety...we never got to get pictures or anything of you guys. And...I was like three so I couldn't remember you or Mom." He reached up and wiped at his eyes. "Sorry..."

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shieldandstar
2015-03-28 03:37 am UTC (link)

If James had a healing ability anything like his own Steve knew he'd be right as rain soon enough. Faster than most, but not instantaneously. It was the same for him. He could fight longer injured and he could recover quicker, but breaking bones and getting cut up hurt him just like it would anyone else. The serum didn't help with that, but at least James seemed to be more responsive to pain killers than he could be most of the time.

"You know I've never been thrown around by the Hulk. Knock on wood." He did as much against the bed side table. "But I've seen the aftermath so I'm glad you're feeling a little better." And awake and alive. He didn't say as much. There had been enough of that. What happened wasn't James' fault and the important thing was that he was alright.

He could tell he was staring and, ok, it was a little awkward but not uncomfortable. Steve just shook his head and smiled. "No need to apologize. I think if I'd ever ended up in a room with my father I'd probably be doing the same thing." He could sympathize. Could he ever. He'd never known his father and lost his mother earlier than he'd been prepared for but at least he'd known her. James was only getting that opportunity now.

"Stare all you want, if that's what you need to do. But it might be a little more fun if we talk? I know I'm probably not exactly the same as I was in your world but you can still ask me anything." He shifted his weight in the chair, maybe just as nervous as James was about the whole thing but he didn't budge otherwise.

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avenging_son
2015-03-28 03:46 am UTC (link)

James chuckled a bit and winced, his hand moving to his side. "Me either but I saw him toss Ultron around. Figured it's gotta feel like this," he said, giving a smile to him. He let a slow breath out as he got his breathing back under control and he looked at Steve, blinking some.

"You never got to know your father either?" he asked, not knowing that.

He nodded some and grinned a bit. "Talking's good," he agreed. "And you can ask me anything too," he added, lookin gat Steve. "And...if it wasn't for this we probably wouldn't be talking now either." He carefully picked up his gauntlet and shifted so Steve could take it. "It should adjust to your arm too if you want to try it on. And then just hit this button and you'll see what it can do."

It was clear from his eyes he was a bit eager for Steve to see it. "Oh! But be careful. It's an energy projection that has potential to cut through things. Tony made it for me when I was old enough."

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shieldandstar
2015-03-28 04:03 am UTC (link)

Steve made a mental note to try and avoid making him laugh too much. James might not have been his son in the same universe but he found that after learning who he was, he didn't like to see him in pain. Not that he liked seeing anyone in pain, but this was different. Natasha probably felt it stronger than he did right now, she'd known him longer, but his panic when he'd been in danger had been very real.

At the question about his own father he nodded. "He died in the Great War. World War I. Mustard gas before I was even born. His name was Joseph. Sarah was my Ma. She used to tell stories, but it's never the same, I know. We had some pictures but I always wondered what it would be like to meet him. I figure if I can help you, that makes up for it a little for both of us." At least that seemed like the right way to look at it anyway. It was the least he could do.

"That's true. Being here definitely isn't the worst thing that's ever happened to me." Far from it, really. He only regretted that he might be missing out on helping some cause in his own world. And there was also Bucky. There was no way to help him here, but the less he thought about that the better. He couldn't do anything about it so focusing on other things helped.

When he handed over the gauntlet Steve studied it at first, curious, but a little more cautious when he mentioned the projectiles. "Stark made it, huh? Well that's something." Steve wan't all that close to his own version of Tony Stark. Not like James' version seemed to be, but he figured any versions tech had to be just as impressive. For kicks, he slipped it around his wrist and it adjusted as promised. Shortly after a projection of his shield appeared between them. Steve couldn't help but grin big as he tapped the outer side and found it to be resistant, like it really was solid.

"Wow," He sifted his arm, just to change the angle a few different directions. "I've never seen anything like this. It's light, like nothing." Much like the real thing but different. "Can you throw it and everything else?"

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avenging_son
2015-03-28 04:32 am UTC (link)

James nodded some as Steve spoke of how his father died. Hearing that his grandfather had died before Steve had even known him though... His eyes grew empathetic. He had some vague memories of his parents. Which seemed to be more than what Steve had of his father. "It's not," he agreed softly to the story telling. "Tony would tell the four of us stories about the Avengers when we were growing up. The Soldier. The Spy. The Knight, the Archer, the God, the Giant, the King and his weather Goddess..." He shrugged and stared down. "Of the five of us kids, Hawkeye was the luckiest in some ways. He got to know his father before Ultron took him too. But...Torunn's probably the luckiest. Her parents are still alive, just on Asgard since Thor has to rule it."

Hearing that here was the best thing that ever happened, James looked up and smiled a bit. "Yeah. And, it's not like we lose time back home either. When we get sent back it's to the exact spot we were taken from. Least that's what Mom said happened."

He grinned a bit when his father took it and it turned on. "I can throw it but when it leaves the gauntlet's energy source it has a limited time it stays active. But it can grow too. It actually was broken when I came here but a few people who were here, your world's Tony among them, fixed it for me. And your shield too. I took it back from Ultron when we stopped him."

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shieldandstar
2015-03-30 04:44 am UTC (link)

"Sometimes the families you create when you don't have the real ones around are just important. It seems like you decided to be a hero and help people too so it sounds like Tony did right by all of you." Steve couldn't envision a world where the Tony Stark he knew would know how to rise up to that occasion, but then people were full of surprises. And besides, maybe James didn't have a chance to know his family in that world but he did have a chance here. That was something, right?

"Really? So time goes on here but it might be like we never left back home. That's strange.. but I guess kind of reassuring at the same time." It meant the things he'd been in the process of trying to do would still be there when he got back. Bucky, and everything else. That was some good news.

"It has a few more tricks than mine then, huh? Not bad. I'm still glad you have the shield. It means a lot to me. It's one of the few things that's been with me for this whole, strange, path I ended up on. If it's passed on to anybody, I'm glad it's my son. Even if it's a different universe. But have you used it much? Maybe when you're feeling up to it I can show you a few tricks, and you can show me what you can do with this." He raised his arm to indicate the energy shield.

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avenging_son
2015-03-30 05:51 pm UTC (link)

A small flush of shame formed on James' face. "I...didn't actually decide that...none of us did. We didn't have a choice because of me." He looked up and met his father's eyes. "We followed Tony into a secret room and he had these...Iron Avengers there of you guys. I activated them because I thought...I thought maybe they were you but...it just led Ultron to us and Tony got captured. So we had to save him." And it had been his fault. His desperate attempt to get to know his father had led to it. Even if things had worked out, he had still put them all in danger.

James nodded some. "That's what Mom said when she vanished for a month last year. Which works out considering we still have cities back home to free from Ultron and his robots."

He smiled a bit at the compliment on his shield. "A few. I've been carrying both here whenever I've needed to. Both have their advantages and disadvantages. I carry that gauntlet with me always just so I have it just in case, y'know? Your shield isn't exactly discreet," he teased, a grin on his face. "I mean...if I hadn't have had it with me Saturday night I'd've been a snack. But I'm happy yours was able to be repaired. It had gotten damaged in the first fight with Ultron when he..." he paused and looked at Steve. He would find out if he looked James up after all. "When he killed you. The vibranium and adamantium weren't easy to replicate here but Tony and Helena were able to do it."

At the question of using it much, he shook his head. "Not a whole lot in actual combat," he confessed. "I have a parkour course next to the warehouse that I train and stuff in but, well no one here other than me really knows how to use the shield, either shield, so I've sort of been having to learn it on my own." Hearing the offer, James couldn't help but grow a bit excited. "I'd love to. Thing that I had to get use to with your shield is how heavy it is compared to that." He nodded at the gauntlet on Steve's arm. "I mean, that's heavy too but always having the shield on your arm running around and fighting takes a toll. Took me a few months to get use to the weight."

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