002 ☆☆☆ [Video]

[beganwithamask]

[The video is coming from a console cafe in the Wood Sector, as is per usual with Bucky, who never posts from where he actually lives, and he's looking... well, a bit worse for the wear. He's pretty banged up, like he's gone several rounds in the boxing ring. Several small cuts are covered with band-aids, and his wrist is visible, clumsily self-set and wrapped up. Other than that, it's hard to see the actual extent of his injuries, as most of the bruising is under his shirt (the plain white t-shirt with his regular Army uniform, he's not in costume).]

So, powers are coming back, hurray for us. Now, turtle, let's play a game of 'recommend Bucky a good doctor because holy smokes, his ribs sure do hurt'. Feel like I went ten rounds with Master Man. [He starts to laugh, but it just turns into a grimace and a subtly mouthed 'ow', curling an arm protectively over said ribs.] No housecalls, I come to you.

[He takes a deep breath through his nose and fixes the slight, patented Bucky smile back on his face, shoving the pain his broken ribs aside for the moment (it's not the first time this has happened).] That said, people I know, lemme know how you're doin'. And folks I don't know, feel free to check in too for my curiosity's sake.

By the way, how'd all those investigations go? Did anyone find anything interesting they wanna share with the class? [Can't hurt, he figures. Worst case scenario is no one tells him anything.]

[Encrypted to Tony Stark (616), 45%]
Hey, mind if I swing by?

Comments

[flamingshortshorts]

[If Bucky is going to shrug it off, then Toro will let it lie and try not to slip up like that again.]

Not vigilantes, heroes. Like we were back home. The kedan shouldn't stay mad at us after we helped to fix Tu Vishan, so maybe they wouldn't mind some help dealing with all of the trouble those gangs keep causing.

[beganwithamask]

[He doesn't have to. Bucky hates being tiptoed around more, as if sparing his feelings is an important concern. He's been raised to be strong, masculine, to bury things and present an okay face to the world.]

If it ain't sanctioned by the police isn't it still vigilantism? I don't care much, though. It sounds like a plan to me. I could use the exercise, think I'm gettin' soft.

[flamingshortshorts]

Yeah, as soft as a potato. Still solid enough to clobber someone with. [Perfectly analogy, if Toro says so himself.]

So should we look around to see which areas are already covered or stick closer to home?

[beganwithamask]

Did you just compare me to a potato? This is why we never let you do the talkin', pal. [Not sure if should be flattered or not.]

Let's pick a sector and stick with it. Not Earth, too close to actual home, and I don't think there's much goin' on in Wood... Maybe Fire or Metal.