#c bucky

[setfiretothefamilytree]

{{Broken||Closed Rp/W/dxrligeulver}}

Winter sits, because he hasn’t been told to do anything else yet, his head still hurts from, what he’s not sure just yet that hasn’t come back to him.  He can hear the others moving around him, they will tell him what to do when it’s time that much he knows.  He blinks slowly starring straight ahead dead eyes flicking to the left at the sound of the opening of a door and the clicking as it closes again.   A new person has entered his small world, he doesn’t recognize her right out, she’s new but not.  She’s not from his immediate circle of handlers.  She’s not a face he knows well enough to hold onto when he awakes from the painful chair, but she’s vaguely familiar perhaps.  He settles again, ignoring the world until the world tells him what it needs of him this time.

@dxrligeulver

[setfiretothefamilytree]

{{Closed RP W/ rextillion}}

Winter stepped into the hallway, letting emotionless blue eyes scan it before settling on the person at the other end.  He stood there quietly studying him, wondering if this person would stand down, or be forced into surrender.  He stared them down quietly, his metal fingers curling and uncurling slowly the only movement, showing the the coiled tension with in the deadly weapon.

@rextillion