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James "Bucky" Barnes. {MCU RP blog, part of Assemble the Madness tracking: thewinterghost}

[the-winterghost]

Isolated System✗Steve & Bucky

[imakeeveryonelookcool]

At the mention of being fine Steve pursed his lips and then looked over at the owner of the coffee shop as she came over to say hi. “Stay right here.” He told Bucky softly before he stood up and lead Courtney away from the table, knowing Bucky wouldn’t be too ready for many other people just yet. He was gone only for a few minutes but when he returned he had two sandwiches with him, one of which he placed in front of Bucky and then added a bottle of water he’d had tucked under his arm. He remembered all the time Bucky had done his best to take care of them when they were kids, and now it was Steve’s turn, he had to help his old friend in any way he possibly could. “I’m sure you have a lot of questions.” He said after a moment as he opened his own bottle of water and took a sip of it. “I’ll answer everything to the best of my ability.”

[the-winterghost]

Bucky stayed perfectly still. He could hear the soft murmur of the dozens of conversations taking place in the shop, though he couldn’t pinpoint Steve’s voice. That worried him. He didn’t come all the way to New York to find him just to lose him a few minutes later. Bucky was debating if he should get up and look for him, tear the place apart if need be, but then he was coming back. With food. Eying it wearily, he waited until Steve took a sip before grabbing his own bottle. After a tentative sip, he practically chugged the bottle. It tasted fine, meaning the chances of it being poisoned were slim. “You’re Steve Rogers. Captain America.” Not a question but a statement. “I’m... Bucky?” he asked quietly. His name was James Barnes, he knew that, but the nickname sounded unfamiliar though it felt... right.

[agentmccarthy-blog]

Ian scrunched up his nose at the threat. “Well that got taken t’ a very violent place very quickly. Rude, mate. Rude.”

[the-winterghost]

He said nothing for a moment, face blank of all emotion. “James Buchanan Barnes. I need everything you have on him.”

[youryunju-deactivated20170708]

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[taserhappylewis]

Winter Walk (closed)

[taserhappylewis]

She could feel the arm around her waist begin to twitch as electricity began to course through whoever was behind her. She was surprised that it didn’t seem to really loosen their hold, however, and when the kick was what brought them to finally let go she was shocked. Who could take a taser to the gut but couldn’t take a kick to the balls? Before whoever it was could make another grab for her she spun around and stepped back, holding the taser up in what she hoped was a threatening manner. Apparently not, considering in the next second it was slapped from her hands and sent clattering uselessly to the ground. Her eyes followed it before darting back up to the man and a vague recognition came over her face as she squinted.

She was fairly certain she’d seen his face in the SHIELD database before. He had something to do with HYDRA if she recalled correctly, though off the top of her head she couldn’t recall what all the file said. But that didn’t matter much now. What did matter was that, whoever he was, he was there and attacking her.

Of all the days to leave her gun at home. So much for her SHIELD training carrying over.

"Alright, buddy. You’re probably a little pissed about the taser and balls thing, but look at it from my perspective." She held her hands up and backed up slightly. Maybe if she distracted him for long enough someone would come by, or she could at least come up with a better plan. After all, she’d talked herself out of bad situations before.

Of course those situations typically didn’t involve a lunatic with a metal arm coming at her.

"If you /tell/ me what you want instead of trying to strangle me, maybe we could work something out?"

[the-winterghost]

Bucky looked her over. There were many ways he could take her down, though he didn’t want to hurt her. Not too badly, anyways. It was hard to get people to be cooperative when they were crying and screaming in pain. He was deciding between kneeing her stomach or twisting her arm around her back when she spoke.

As she stepped back, he stepped forward. Pissed was an understatement. She’d be dead if it wasn’t for the fact that he needed her- a distant voice in his head reminded him that killing people was wrong, that he was better than that, that he didn’t have to kill anymore.

Tell? Would she really help him if he just came right out and told her what he needed? That was an option Bucky hadn’t even considered. It was hard to remember that not everything had to be resolved with violence, that most people didn’t resort to force to get things done. It was one of those things that would just take him awhile to get used to.

“The tower.” he said, keeping his eyes on hers. “I need to get into the tower.” His voice sounded rough and scratched even to his own ears. God, when was the last time he talked? It had to have been a few months, surely. He didn’t know how much information she wanted or how much it would take for her to lead him to where he wanted- needed to be. Giving out any more information didn’t settle right in his stomach, but that didn’t stop him from talking.

“I... I need to find someone who lives in the tower. And you’re going to help me find him.” he all but demanded.

[taserhappylewis]

Winter Walk (closed)

[taserhappylewis]

A few steps from the tower and Darcy recalled the iPod she had in her coat pocket as her fingers brushed over the surface. She decided to make her walk a bit more bearable and popped her headphones into her ears, securing them before switching her iPod on and scrolling through her list of songs. The walk would be a bit long and more than a bit chilly, but that didn’t mean it had to be wholly unpleasant.

She had just selected a song and started to return her iPod to her pocket when she felt a strange sensation. It felt as though someone were watching her, and she didn’t get a good feeling from that sensation at all.

She had been preparing to turn when something cold and metallic wrapped around her neck. A quick glance down confirmed it was most certainly metal and that it was in the shape of an arm, and another arm, this one not metal, went around her waist.

The motion caused her to drop her iPod and she watched as it broke on the pavement, her first thought, strange for someone in her situation, simply being dammit, not again.

One hand had already been in her pocket and luckily it was the one that was containing Gramps, her favorite taser. She jerked it free of its confines and immediately jabbed it back into the stomach of whoever was attacking her, switching it all the while swinging her leg back to preform a vicious kick right between the legs of her attacker.

She just hoped whoever it was happened to be a guy.

[the-winterghost]

He had to move quickly. They couldn't just stay out in the street like this. It would only be a matter of time until someone saw and tried to intervene. Outside help wasn't the problem- Bucky would have them down on the ground in just seconds. The issue was that unless he dragged her to the nearby alleyway, just a few yards away, then people would notice. The last thing he needed was attention, especially with his arm wrapped around the woman's throat. It just doesn't look good.

Before he could even take a step, something was shocking his stomach. It stung and he could feel his muscles constrict, felt his human arm twitch and slacken, but that was it. The sensation was very familiar and as he blinked, a hazy memory flashed across his eyes. A room with brick walls and blinding lights, filled with the scent of chemicals. The sound of a drill going off and then pain, such pain as his body convulsed. People- doctors?- holding him down as they sorted out the wiring in his arm, hooking it up to his brain. More jolts of electricity, more pain, so much pain-

It would take more than a tazer to bring Bucky down. Unfortunately for him, the exact moment his mind started to wander was the exact moment that the woman decided to kick.

The pain was sudden and intense enough to have him retract both arms away. Had he been weaker, the kick would have brought him down to the ground, maybe to his knees at best. Bucky gritted his teeth together in an almost-wince as he bent over the slightest bit. His eyes closed and he took a second to try and compose himself. This woman was strong then. Made his mission a little harder. With a deep inhale, Bucky opened his eyes and looked at his target and oh boy, if looks could kill.

He remained quiet as he stood up straight again and lurched forward to knock the tazer out of her hand with his right, turning to use his metal arm as a shield against anymore kicks.

[agentmccarthy-blog]

Ian raised a brow. “I am? Why am I gonna do that? Who exactly are we lookin’ for? An ex? Former friend? Trained assassin who y’ owe lunch money t’?”

[the-winterghost]

"You are, otherwise I'm going to break your arm." he said flatly. "I need you to look up someone for me and give me all of the information that comes up."

[the-winterghost]

Isolated System✗Steve & Bucky

[imakeeveryonelookcool]

Steve noticed the way Bucky looked around an then nodded to a small table towards the door but far enough away from most of the people who were in the shop that they would be able to talk quietly. God he hoped he did the right thing, taking him here. He knew he couldn’t take him into the tower- not yet- not with the kids and all of the employees there; but he also knew that despite everything, this was his oldest friend. Steve sat down and looked at Bucky, waiting for him to join him. When Bucky did sit he sighed and looked him over, he looked even worse than the last time they had seen each other, and he wondered briefly how long it had been since he had eaten. “Are you hungry?” he asked, trying to break the silence between the two. 

[the-winterghost]

Bucky sat down a moment after Steve did. He was still incredibly tense, teeth gritted together, jaw clenched. His eyes darted around the room again- it would be so easy to take everyone down, there was no security here- before he settled on watching Steve. He knew very little about the man across from him and the little information he did have all came from the Smithsonian exhibit. It was strange to be dealing with someone who knew all about him. Very unfamiliar. At the mention of food, his mouth watered and his stomach churned. When was the last time he had eaten? Two days? Three? There were many things Bucky worried about but food was at the bottom of the list. He wanted to say yes but he didn't trust this place, didn't trust the people working here. "I'm fine." he said, stomach grumbling in disagreement.

[mishasteaparty]

Bucky! It’s me… Steve.

[the-winterghost]

Isolated System✗Steve & Bucky

[imakeeveryonelookcool]

Steve stared at his friend for a long moment before nodding, not sure if he wanted to bring him into the tower. “Sure” he said as he walked a little closer, still keeping a small distance. “Come on, there’s a coffee shop right across the street.” he suggested as he held his arm out towards the coffee shop across the street. As the two walked he couldn’t help but think about how surreal this all felt, him walking to get a cup of coffee and talk to a man he thought had died and then had tried to kill him almost a year before. 

[the-winterghost]

Bucky eyed him carefully, shoulders tensing when Steve moved forward. He was prepared for an attack, not for an invitation to coffee. Bucky said nothing, simply nodded his head once and followed Steve, shoving his hands in his pockets and looking back at the tower. This had to be a diversion of sorts, a trap, but his gut instincts told him that this was okay. That he could trust Steve. After all, he was the one who opened Bucky's eyes all those months ago. The coffee shop was much warmer than outside, though there were plenty of people crowded inside. He quickly looked them all over, eyes darting from person to person before they landed on Steve again.

[the-winterghost]

Isolated System✗Steve & Bucky

[imakeeveryonelookcool]

Steve was just about a block away from approaching Stark Tower after a run, his mind focused on the science project he knew his son had to finish for school by the end of the week and the ever growing grocery list he had to remember to go out and get despite Tony’s claims that Minnie would do it. He took a sip of his water bottle an rounded the corner, coming up to the tower in a jog before he stopped in his tracks at the figure standing outside. 

Memories of everything that had happened in D.C. came rushing back to him as he stared at the man that had once been his teammate, his friend, and his foe. Steve was unsure what he was going to do, the last time they had seen each other Bucky had tried to kill him, he seemed like he didn’t remember him. Approaching slowly he looked at his old friend before clearing his throat, keeping a good distance from him in case things were to go south. “Bucky.” 

[the-winterghost]

His eyes are focused up on the higher levels of the tower. If it was dark enough, he could always try climbing and breaking in through the roof, though something told him that they wouldn't like that too much. Breaking in by any means would probably be frowned upon and it's not like he was here to cause any trouble. As much as it pained him to say it, he needed help and if anyone was going to help him- a noise to his right, followed by a voice.

Turning his head slowly, Bucky looked over to see none other than Steve Rogers standing just a few feet away. The man he was here to see. Seeing him made his head hurt a little more: flashes of distant and broken memories kept popping up in his head, a mix of moments ranging from a dusty apartment to when Bucky pulled him out of the water. It was almost too much and he shook his head as if that would clear it away. "We need to talk." he said, voice rough and scratchy from disuse.

[taserhappylewis]

Winter Walk (closed)

After a long day at the cafe the last thing Darcy wanted was to have to go out and pick up groceries, but when she saw that her section of the fridge was empty she knew it was unavoidable. Luckily the weather wasn’t so cold that she couldn’t move without freezing to the spot, and so after finding her scarf and hat she made her way back out into the cool winter air.

The light snow that had taken place earlier in the day had made the sidewalk just a bit slick, but she managed to keep her footing as she started away from the tower. She mentally went over everything she would need, from frozen meals down to a new case of cherry coke. She figured carrying it all back would be a bit of a chore, but she didn’t feel like fighting the New York traffic after her day.

With hands tucked firmly in her jacket pockets she set off for the store.

[the-winterghost]

Bucky had been in New York for a few days now. Although his mission was to get into the Stark Tower, he needed to know where he was, needed to know how to quietly and quickly navigate around the city. Something deep down told him that this place was familiar and he found himself getting around the crowded streets of Manhattan without an issue. Instinctively, he knew which streets to take and he would have thought it was odd, but this wouldn't be the first time he just knew where to go and what to do.

He paid no attention to the snow as he watched the building. He needed to get in and at the moment, he could only think of one way to do that: with the help of one of the tower's many residents. Of course, the word "help" was used very loosely since Bucky wasn't going to give them a choice. He stood nearby and watched, waited, when finally he saw someone walk through the front doors. Pulling his jacket a little closer around his body, he stalked forward. Eyes glued on the target, he sped up and with a quick look around to make sure no one was paying them any sort of attention, he lurched forward and wrapped his metal arm around her neck, other arm wrapping around her stomach.

[the-winterghost]

Isolated System✗Steve & Bucky

Stark Tower. It was easy to find, much easier than Bucky had thought it was going to be. Almost too easy, really. There were a million safety concerns bouncing around his head the closer he got. He was sure that there were dozens of guards inside and a plethora of cameras watching every nook and cranny inside the building, but it was too open, too exposed. Hell, he could probably get in if he simply tried walking through the front door. Come to think of it...

Bucky inhaled deeply. He was across the street from the tower, leaning against one of the nearby buildings. All he had to do was cross the street and walk into the tower. None of the people walking in seemed to need any sort of ID or anything- it looked as if anyone could simply waltz in and out. But what happened after? Surely there had to be some sort of security check and once they realized who he was, all hell would break loose. His head started to feel fuzzy, an all too familiar sign that another headache was approaching. With a frustrated noise, Bucky walked forward and crossed the street. Coming to a stop just a few feet from the main door he stopped, feet unwilling to bring him inside to face his salvation or his new prison cell.

[the-winterghost]

*chachas up and touches the booty*

[the-winterghost]

They're coming.

"… It was only a matter of time, but I figured, I thought… alright. Fine. Let them come. I’m ready."

[aaronpaauls-deactivated20141206]

He’s fast… strong… and has a metal arm.

[agentmccarthy-blog]

"I know what y’ gonna say, but I swear I’ll get t’ all that paperwork sooner or later. Probably more later. Hopefully. Just don’t tell Matthews?"

[the-winterghost]

"... I'm not here for paperwork. I need... you're going to help me find someone."