❝ at the expense of sounding like a BROKEN RECORD, i still think this is a bad idea. we were given direct orders to stay put. this isn’t anchorage buck, they said the city is off limits. ❞ // @buckytm (sc)
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❝ at the expense of sounding like a BROKEN RECORD, i still think this is a bad idea. we were given direct orders to stay put. this isn’t anchorage buck, they said the city is off limits. ❞ // @buckytm (sc)
SMOKE AND ASH fill the air. Were he encumbered by the need to breathe, he might have suffered. As it is, his eyes pierce the haze, scanning what remains for those left behind, souls in need of escorting. Another day, another battlefield, another swathe of dead and dying warriors to see safely to their afterlives. It’s noble work, he finds, even if distant parts of his angelic self ache with pain for these men. Most of them were far too young.
The wind shifts. The haze thins. He senses movement. He’s not alone. @buckytm
THE CLICK OF HIGH HEELS STRIKING THE ASPHALT sounds anna’s arrival. she’d taxied from the courthouse, still in her extra nice clothes, not what she’d normally wear on an assignment like this one. she’s got a pair of sneakers in her bag, which she will change into at her earliest opportunity.
she appraises the man in uniform waiting for her near his transport, he’s strikingly handsome, but she sets the thought aside quickly. ❝hello sergeant barnes, i’m anna - i trust you’ve already been briefed?❞
hands settle on his hips, dust litters the air like a cloud and he knows he’s got it in his hair and coating his clothes. there’s a scrap or two on his hands, blood already clotting and healing, but still noticeable. it’s been a whole day of wreckage: tearing out a toilet, shower, and the small vanity. the flooring is resting in several buckets and he’s pretty sure this is the second biggest job he’s had to do since he bought the place. the kitchen had taken five whole days to clear out by himself.
a smile graces his features, looking over at buck who’s equally as covered, ❝ WHAT’D’YA say we sweep up then carry the buckets outside to check the pig? ❞
@buckytm
𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫 - 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞. / @buckytm said : ‘this place is full of dirty old men.’
THE BAR THEY’RE CURRENTLY SITTING IN IS ...... INTERESTING. with nothing to do but wait for bucky’s latest extrication project to show up, she’s been ignoring her beer and scanning the décor instead. ( because what doesn’t say high class establishment like a wall full of bodiless woodland creatures? )
“does this mean i get to pick the next meeting spot? please tell me this means i can pick the next meeting spot.” which of course means she’s in agreement with his assessment of the clientele ------ he’ll have to excuse her for leaning on him a little bit more just to make it look like she’s here with him and not ------------- checking out the local dive bar for eligible bachelors.
“and there’s just too many antlers. i don’t know if i can trust a place that uses this many antlers as accents.” she finally takes a SIP, but not before examining the bottle, “it looks like gaston did the decorating...” she pauses, realizing that her reference might not HIT. “beauty and the beast ... i can’t remember if i subjected you to that one yet.”
@buckytm asked: “I already said no.”
“Look, I’m supposed to be taking out an assassin right now — thanks for filling in for the role, by the way — which means that when I show up to my meeting, I need to look like I’ve been in a fight.” Maria shrugged, holding her hands out. “Makeup’s not going to hold up when I’m less than two feet away from the guy, so —” It’s not like this was her favourite part of the job, either. But when you needed to look like you’d been in a fight, sometimes you needed to get punched. “Somebody has to hit me. And you’re the only one here. I promise I won’t hold it against you. Come on Barnes, I’m sure I’ve pissed you off at least once since we’ve known each other. Let’s go.”
❛ the truth cuts us && pulls us back up. ❜
@buckytm 𝙇𝙄𝙆𝙀𝘿 .
@buckytm.
❝ i don’t know what you’re after, ❞ she began, brows furrowed and hands curling around the wheels of her chair for quick access to movement if it was needed. ❝ but you won’t find it here. state your case or leave. ❞