more than just a super soldier

Hello, I am Steve Rogers. I am from Brooklyn and I am here with my closest friend Bucky to become the best soldier I can be. *use the captainsteve tag if needed*

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Hearts and Kisses

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Steve was meandering down the halls slowly. He finished his first class and only had one more that day, but it was not for another few hours. Having just parted ways with Bucky, he took his time walking, stopping occasionally for small conversations with friends. 

Upon seeing Sharon, Steve smiled at her, his head slightly tilted. He was a bit surprised at the hand in his own. Concerned that something was wrong, he looked up her in the eyes. The only thing he saw was a happy girl before him. He thought he noticed a hint of nerves, but figured he was making it up. When he felt the paper in the palm of his hand, he wondered if that was the source of the nerves, but new better than to ask. 

After the two left, he walked off to the side of the hallway and opened the note. As he read, a small smile formed on his face. He didn't have too many classes tomorrow and figured he probably could miss the afternoon ones at least. Heading home, he thought about how he should reply.

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At the gym | Jean & Steve

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Jean felt hopelessly lost. She’d thought she’d gotten the hang of this school, but no. She’d been wandering around for the last half hour, and she still hadn’t found her way back to the library.

Maybe she should ‘cheat’? She’d always considered using her powers to cheat, but honestly, this was getting hopeless. Jean closed her eyes and tried to find someone with her mind. The second she touched one, she retreated, not willing to have a repeat of the incident with Kurt, and opened her eyes. Hopefully that person would be able to help her.

She quickly head in the direction of the person, pushing open the doors. Well, it wasn’t a library. Jean looked around the gym and smiled when she saw a guy on the treadmill. Here’s hoping.

“Excuse me, could you help me?”

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The treadmills at the gym were rather advance, Steve thought. They connected to iPods, had basic television stations, and included virtual videos of running paths in big cities all around the world. Though Steve found much of this to be unnecessary, he always put the features to use.

Steve had only ran just over a mile and was barely breaking a sweat when he heard a girl's voice. When he saw that the girl was talking to him, he put both feet on either side of the running area and paused his music. With a small smile, he replied, "What do you need help with?"

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Detention | Open to All

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“Baseball is a damn good sport. I used to play a lot of it in my old days. Both here and in Japan. They love baseball over there. Took to it like ducks to water.” Logan watched Steve shifting his weight, hiding his amusement. The young man was nearly a foot taller than him, but Logan always had had a somewhat intimidating presence. Something about his abilities gave him an almost feral aura that everybody he met seemed to sense, conscious or not.

Logan smiled at Steve, a reassuring gesture that generally fell short due to his sharper than average canines. “You don’t look like the type to get in trouble, and you seem to have found your sweater, so I don’t see any reason to keep you around here any longer. Good luck with the baseball tryouts.”

As the young man neared the doorway, Logan called out to him one last time. “Oh and, Captain? I don’t see any reason for anyone to know about the smoke detector, do you?

Logan smiled to himself as the door closed behind Steve.

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"Bucky and I occasionally play together, as well as anyone else we can drag along. You should come next time!" Steve dropped his backpack on the nearby desk, then tossed his coat on top of it. Pulling his sweater on, he caught sight of Logan's smile. It may not have had the nicest look to others, but Steve took it as a friendly sign. Not often did one get to see a smile on his teacher's face. 

A small laugh escaped his lips at the mention of the smoke detector. "I won't say a word." Putting his coat and bag back on, he gave Logan a mock salute and headed out. 

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Detention | Open to All

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“Yea, detention wasn't really enforced before the put me in charge, so the people who do get in trouble don’t really care about skipping it.” Logan took a drag on his cigar. “Still, makes it a hell of a lot more relaxing for me, so I got no complaints. Though I do have to meet Wade in the gauntlet room at 5 for a special punishment. Or lesson, depending on how you look at it.” Logan eyed the flier in Steve’s hand. “Thinking of trying out for the team?”

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The man before him had an intimidating air about him and Steve was very glad that he was not Wade. He half smiled at the mention of the forthcoming discipline, curious about what his classmate had done. Slinging his coat over his arm, he took a few steps toward the teacher. 

"Yes, sir. I have really been looking forward to tryouts after finding out I came here too late to be on the team last year." Steve unknowingly bounced a bit on his toes as he spoke.

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Detention | Open to All

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“Hmm? ‘Sno bother. Nobody in here besides me anyway. Feel free to poke around.” Logan observed the tall boy as he stepped into the room. A stack of files had been dropped off at his trailer a few days earlier detailing every student attending the Academy, complete with pictures. Logan had not devoted as much time to them as Coulson probably would have liked, but he thought he recognized this one. Something in his file had caught his attention, enough to make Logan read it all the way through.

“It’s Steven, right?”

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Steve stood in the doorway and looked over at the area by his desk, frowning slightly when he did not see his coat. Carefully stepping over the pieces of a broken smoke detector with a bit of confusion as to what happened, he headed over to his desk for a closer look. 

"Yes sir, but I just go by Steve," he replied. Spotting the deep blue fabric on the floor near the desk, the boy quickly walked over and picked it up. As he brushed off a bit of dust and dirt, he looked back at the teacher. "Quiet day, huh?"

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At the gym | Jean & Steve

. . . bunny ears, bunny ears, jumped into the hole, popped out the other side beautiful and bold.

Steve no longer needed to use the rhyme in order to tie his shoes, but he often heard his mother's voice reciting the words as he did so. The memory of her kneeling before him, reciting the words as she tied his shoes for him was ingrained in his mind and he softly smiled at the thought.

With both shoes now on, he shoved his bag into one of the empty lockers and headed out of the locker rooms. Taking a few steps in, he took a look around. He always started out with a few miles run on the treadmill, but for once Steve didn't come with a plan in mind. Had a friend joined him, he could have done a bit of sparring in the designated area, but he was alone and the gym was rather empty compared to usual. 

After a few moments, he gave up and headed for the treadmills, deciding the choose as he ran. 

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thexgreyxphoenix replied to your post: ooc: I will finally be back to rp today :D If...

I’d love to rp, if you have any ideas?

I honestly don't have any ideas. It could be something simple, like running into each other at the gym or something. I don't know if she would be there for any reason, though. Do you have anything?

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Logan grumbled to himself as he leaned back in his chair at the front of the classroom. He may have been instructed to come to the academy, he may have tried to be accommodating and agreed to teach some lesson about practical self-defense, but proctoring detention was not his style. He’d much rather be relaxing in his RV, alone.

The trashcan pinged as the tip of Logan’s cigar, bitten off and spat out, struck its metal interior. The cigar tip glowed red and smoke rose in soft clouds as Logan eyed the smoke detector in one corner of the room. Plastic shards fell to the floor as three blades returned to their sheath, having ended the smoke detector’s life early. Hurts every time thought Logan, rubbing the hand where not one second ago metal had pushed through skin. 

As he settled back into his seat, the sound of footsteps from the hallway stopped outside the doorway to the classroom as the door creaked open…

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Steve hooked his thumbs into the arm straps of his backpack and strolled down the empty halls of the building. He had accidentally left his sweater in one of his classes early and, now that classes were done for the  day, he was headed back to see if he could find it.

A large corkboard hung on the wall next to the room. Fliers for baseball tryouts were posted and the boy stopped to look at them, eager to get on the team. Last year he was crushed to find out he arrived too late to join and ever since he had been looking forward to tryouts. Noticing that there were a few tacked to the board, Steve tore one off and headed into the room.

"Excuse me, sir," he spoke up when he saw the teacher. "I don't mean to bother you, but I left my sweater in here earlier."

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ooc: I will finally be back to rp today :D If anyone wants to start anything with Steve or Bucky, go ahead and write it and I will get to it tonight. I am more than willing to do multiple things for one character at the same time, so don't worry about that.

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ooc: I am off to a theatre conference early tomorrow morning and will more than likely not have internet. But, upon return Saturday evening, I should be back and have a regular schedule to post consistently again!

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Her breath caught unreasonably when he embraced her and she found her arms circling around him in return. Her face fit into his shoulder snugly and she inhaled; he smelled like soap, the simple, unscented kind. When he drew away, she turned her head to hide the color she couldn’t help from blossoming in her cheeks. 

“I’m really glad you like it! I was a little worried,” she confessed, taking a moment to let the color drain from her face, then faced him again. 

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"You shouldn't have worried at all! This is...this is great, Sharon. Thank you." He looked at it for a short moment more before closing it and slipping it into his pocket for safe keeping. Even if he had tried to, Steve was unable to hide the smile on his face. Thoughts of Peggy were flooding his brain and, though a hint of sadness arose, he only thought of the best moments with her. 

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“It reminded me of you when I saw it, I thought you would like the paper,” she giggled.

“Coulson helped me find it,” Sharon explain, ringing her hands a little as she sat down next to him. She could see the excitement on his face, but she was nervous about giving him such a gift. Inside the blue box under the wrapping paper, was Steve’s old compass. The picture of Peggy was no longer inside the cover, but a new picture of Sharon and Peggy together lay under the compass.

“I hope you don’t mind…” A light, nervous blush painted her cheeks and she peeked at him sideways.

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Steve silently turned the compass over in his hands. He gazed at it and brushed his thumb over the age-worn etchings. A hand covered his mouth, rubbing at the bit of stubble that had grown over the past few days. After a moment, he gathered the courage to see what was inside. There was a bit of disappointment that the photo was gone, but it was expected.

The new photo was a pleasant surprise, however. There in his hands was the image of the woman he loved. His fingers lingered over his lips as he remembered their last kiss, the last time he saw her. Holding back his tears, he looked up with a smile.

"This...this is fantastic, Sharon. Thank you so much." Pulling her close, he embraced her, giving the compass in his hand a little squeeze.

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Sharon tipped her head as she listened, watching the little ways he unconsciously displayed his frustration. It was cute. The young agent gave him a sympathetic smile and reached out to stroke the side of his neck and shoulder a little. 

“I’m sorry. People are either really amazing or really… Sucky… This time of year,” she glanced over at the little pile of presents and shook her head. 

“No, that’s okay. Budget was tight this year, so there isn’t much to wrap. No big-ticket, lots of wrapping paper items,” Sharon went over to the pile and picked up one in star-spangled wrapping paper and took it over to Steve. “Here, for you. Happy Christmas.”

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Steve was surprised at the unexpected touch, but he said nothing. Sharon was always extremely kind to everyone and he put little thought into it. Smiling, he couldn't help but laugh at the wrapping paper. "This is great, Sharon."

As excited as he was to open the gift, he hoped it was not something too expensive. Steve spent the majority of his money on Bucky's gift and then got the rest of his friends smaller things. Ripping it open, a large smile appeared on his face as he caught glimpses of it through the torn paper. 

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Sharon took a small step back when he bowed and then knelt before her, half smiling and a little confused; the blond could never help but smile around Steve, he was funny and handsome, honorable, smart… She got a little giddy just thinking about the fact that he was in her room.

When she realized he was speaking, she tuned back in, biting her lip a little. “Nothing, interesting. Gift wrapping,” she gestured to the little tree. “Not a lot to do with so many away for the holiday. Thanks for asking though. Why was your day ‘painfully long?’”

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Steve sighed and shook his head as he recalled his day. "Today I went to go buy Bucky a Christmas gift. I'd been saving up for a while and was super excited to get it. I got on the bus, and it was absolutely packed. Normally this is fine, but there were two people who were particularly smelly. The traffic was awful with this weather and, after only going about a mile over the course of half an hour, the bus broke down.

"I decided to walk the rest of five miles and ended up getting to the store much later than planned. The worker was unbelievably rude and unrightfully so, because I called ahead of time on my walk to notify them that I would be late - it was a special order and we had planned on doing the transaction earlier. "Then the woman tried to charge me significantly more than we had agreed on and there was a bit of a dispute, which resulted in me asking for the manager and having her solve things before I got the price I was supposed to pay."

Steve rubbed his face in his hands with a small groan. Looking up at Sharon, his lips curled into a small smile. "It took nearly five hours before I got home, when it should have taken less than half that. But I am home now....want any help with the wrapping?" 

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“You never know! This serum has never been tested long term. I may turn into Zombie Rogers in ten years, maybe even less.” With his best zombie walk. Steve hobbled into Sharon’s room before breaking his serious expression with more laughter. 

“Whaddya think? Am I able to join the undead forces to terrorize the living or do I need more practice?

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Sharon cocked her head at him as he shambled into her room and she couldn’t keep herself from giggling. She looked up at him through her eyelashes and confessed, “Honestly? Definitely more practice. You have to get the leg thing right and then the mindless, hunger-driven moan. Oh, wait, you’re a teenage boy.”

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"Well, you must be the expert." He bowed before her, then fell to his knees. Looking up at her with a puppy eyed expression, he continued, "Oh master Carter, please teach me your zombie ways." He remained in the position for a brief moment before shifting to his butt, sitting cross legged and leaning against the nearby desk. 

"If you could not tell, it's been a painfully long day for me," he chuckled. "How's your day going? Do anything other than prepare for the apparent zombie apocalypse?"

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Sharon turned, surprised to see Steve in her doorway; a smile immediately lit her face and she laughed at his statement, embarrassed he’d seen her arsenal. 

“I can’t imagine you’d become a victim of the zombie apocalypse,” she told him. “But better safe than sorry.”

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"You never know! This serum has never been tested long term. I may turn into Zombie Rogers in ten years, maybe even less." With his best zombie walk. Steve hobbled into Sharon's room before breaking his serious expression with more laughter. 

"Whaddya think? Am I able to join the undead forces to terrorize the living or do I need more practice?

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I AM BACK 8D

Of course I am busy over my break working full time, but I will be able to get on much more nevertheless.