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[awnterslder]

believe it or not, b.ucky b.arnes and @battleagents j.ohn w.alker are indeed related

[etherealstarr]

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“Heh, you say that now, but if I were you, I wouldn’t keep my hopes up. I’m just in this so I don’t have to stay inside all day, strapped to a table while they pick me apart.” From what she knew of his backstory, the two of them weren’t so different, save for the fact that he didn’t need treatments just to put on his clothes or go to the toilet. “Who knows, they might put you on my hit list to tie up loose ends.”

[razorfst]

come on, throw your best punch. - John

Well, it wasn’t often someone asked him for his full power. He knew how to punch with both, but due to his blade he preferred to use his left hand to keep others at distance to use the weapon of his right arm. Still his brow arched and he shifted his position to prepare for a rather large and powerful swing. Granted, it wouldn’t be a punch but a swipe from his blade. Maybe it would test the durability of this new shield. “You asked for this,” He grumbled out before sending a strong slash his way, putting a majority of his weight behind it and all of his power. If it was blocked and the heated blade didn’t cut through, Razor Fist was fully prepared to turn around and send a left hook the other man’s way. 

Training / Sparring | Accepting | @battleagents​​

[shieldretired]

@battleagents in response to John’s dissociation

                     HE KNOWS THE GUY, OF COURSE. He’s seen him on the news –– first when the government official gave him the name of Captain America, and later when blood dropped off the shield’s edge. He’s plain-clothed now, though, so Steve guesses this isn’t some mission-related dissociation. “Okay,” he says, taking in the guy’s wet clothes and the 100-yard-stare. Then he nods towards his white Ford Focus a couple of yards to his right. “Want a ride? I can drive you home.” He shifts his weight to take the pressure off his right leg. “If ya want to, you can also come back home with me. Get a hot drink.” Maybe Walker doesn’t have a home anymore.

[supremescrceress]

@battleagents​  ☆

{ ☆ } She has the strangest sense that she’s being FOLLOWED. Clea clutched the latte in her hand tighter, watching the steam rise and swirl in the cool New York air. Her other hand, clenched in her pocket, was beginning to glow with warning. But she kept up her pace. 

Her coat swirled behind her, a dramatic magenta flourish as she moved. 

The hairs on her arms began to stick up. She’s definitely being followed. Clea kept moving, stopping in front of the Sanctum--throwing her glowing hand in front of her as she twisted around to face her stalker.

“Who the hoary hell are you?” She hissed, eyes glimmering a dangerous violet. 

[valdefontaine]

@battleagents​​ asked: did you send a box of johnnie walker whiskey collection to my house?

“Yes.”  She thought it was funny and who couldn’t use a nice set of whiskey for their birthday?  Or the holidays, whatever came first for him.  “Well technically they’re from Nick Fury, but don’t tell him I stole those if he ever shows up randomly at your door for no particular reason.”

[unexceptional-broken]

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               SHE COULDN’T REMEMBER the last time she’d had a quiet night. There were some evenings which passed where she didn’t have any real emergencies on her hands, but the heroes of New York seemed ultimately incapable of keeping themselves in one piece. Someone was always climbing — or falling — through her window... sometimes more than once in a night. Sometimes the same person more than once in a night. 

                    She didn’t know how they managed before she got there. 

This was a surprise, however: most people didn’t knock on the window. Quickly realizing it was someone new, Becky pulled open the window attached to her fire escape, waving him through. 

“Get in quick; you’re letting all the cold in,” she chided. “I can’t stitch you up if I can’t feel my fingertips, now can I?” 

[dr-foster]

Jane Foster & John Walker BFF Vibes

The fact they’re about the same height when he is sitting…

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