Dec 18, 2014
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[stares] Since when did you get a dog?
[His own bones seemed to weigh him down as he knocked on the door to Fury's safehouse, dog-tired and wary from the events of the past week. Regardless of his exhaustion, this particular visit was overdue, SHIELD medical bays and spur-of-the-moment vacations having set it to the side.
When no answer follows the knocks, no creak of floorboards on the other side or distant call to come in, Bucky picks the lock to the door - perhaps against his better judgement - and steps inside]
Objective || The Winter Soldier & Fury
The day had taken on the lull that comes before nightfall, the heat from the sun fading to a less bothersome temperature and the people either heading home for the night or preparing to go out later. All the better for him.
He'd kept an eye on his target enough to know the man had a routine of sorts - and routine was dangerous. But more than that, he had a location (which seemed a little convenient but dwelling wasn't in his nature). All he had to do was wait.
Today, the waiting stopped.
He tunes out the laugh of a child as it runs from its parents, finger tapping against the silenced gun at his hip as he waits for the family to pass out of sight and earshot before he makes a move.
That Last Bit of Intel || Cable and Fury
Cable sat stunned in front of the morning news as they played the Ultron clip again and again. "I'm too late, I fucked up." His mind was racing but only coming to one conclusion, he'd need to attack SHIELD and attempt to destroy the machine before it decided to destroy the world. But first, he'd need some intel on his target building. Grabbing his jacket and yesterday's newspaper, Nathan stormed out the door and towards Central Park. Fury, his Fury, had told him that if he ever needed him in the past to wait on a specific bench in the park with the previous day's paper. This was the sign that he was there to meet Fury. It took him about thirty minutes to walk there and as he sat he hoped he wouldn't have to wait all day.