James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes (
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So I gotta hand it to myself, this is one heckuva hallucination I've dreamed up.
[The face on the screen is young; he could probably pass as sixteen or seventeen still, though in reality he just turned twenty. The way he sits, the expression on his face, he's not trying to act any older - people let their guards down for teenagers, mostly, and he can use that to his advantage. His brown hair is combed neatly in a vaguely old-fashioned style, and what's visible of his shoulders are clad in something that could be US military - though, circa WWII if you would recognize something like that. He seems a little... bored? almost, leaning on his hand, elbow on the desk in one of the little cafes. He's already spoken to Toro, but he's still not sure he believes the whole story the kedan are feeding him.]
I'm guessin' I'm in a VA hospital somewhere, drugged outta my gourd. Might not have lost my looks in that grenade blast if the nurses are givin' me the good stuff. [His smile is easy, charming, that winning Bucky Barnes smile he's so known for. The 'grenade blast' is an obvious lie to anyone who might have heard of him in the modern day, not that he knows that, but he's trying to figure out if anyone else is here that he knows, trying to get some answers about what's really going on.] Shapeshifters, a city on a turtle, an' a 'world between life, death, and dreaming', what'll the morphine cook up next? Even these video talk consoles, bet the Army would love to go runnin' with that idea. Hey, if this is my drug-induced coma, my unit's prob'ly here somewhere, so hey, you see 'em, tell 'em Private James Barnes is lookin' for those guys. Especially you, Rogers, you big lug.
So I gotta hand it to myself, this is one heckuva hallucination I've dreamed up.
[The face on the screen is young; he could probably pass as sixteen or seventeen still, though in reality he just turned twenty. The way he sits, the expression on his face, he's not trying to act any older - people let their guards down for teenagers, mostly, and he can use that to his advantage. His brown hair is combed neatly in a vaguely old-fashioned style, and what's visible of his shoulders are clad in something that could be US military - though, circa WWII if you would recognize something like that. He seems a little... bored? almost, leaning on his hand, elbow on the desk in one of the little cafes. He's already spoken to Toro, but he's still not sure he believes the whole story the kedan are feeding him.]
I'm guessin' I'm in a VA hospital somewhere, drugged outta my gourd. Might not have lost my looks in that grenade blast if the nurses are givin' me the good stuff. [His smile is easy, charming, that winning Bucky Barnes smile he's so known for. The 'grenade blast' is an obvious lie to anyone who might have heard of him in the modern day, not that he knows that, but he's trying to figure out if anyone else is here that he knows, trying to get some answers about what's really going on.] Shapeshifters, a city on a turtle, an' a 'world between life, death, and dreaming', what'll the morphine cook up next? Even these video talk consoles, bet the Army would love to go runnin' with that idea. Hey, if this is my drug-induced coma, my unit's prob'ly here somewhere, so hey, you see 'em, tell 'em Private James Barnes is lookin' for those guys. Especially you, Rogers, you big lug.
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He looks just like the pictures of her grandpa from the war. This is weird. When she finally comes to the conclusion that it's not going to get any less weird, she switches the video feed on. ]
Steve's here, but he's not... uh... really not your Steve.
...hi.
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...Have we met? And whaddayou mean by that?
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[ She bites her lower lip for a moment, and then shrugs. ]
People come from different universes here. Sometimes they're different versions of the same universe, so there are people you know, but... not your people.
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[What. What? What. No. He feels like he's hallucinating himself.]
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Security on these is probably pretty bad, pal.
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[How do handle a Bucky that is younger than him. Especially when Bucky's already here.]
I- do you know who I am?
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Yeah, I do. Why the heck wouldn't I?
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>>>action
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You could try thinking it's a collective dream?
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You're definitely a hallucination.
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You know, I tell myself that every day. And yet I'm not. Weird, huh?
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Then what the hell are you? [Sorry he's not... the most polite...]
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What's the last thing you remember, before this place?
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[They may not look alike, but they do sound similar enough when freaking out. Bucky tries to keep his voice - calm. Steady.]
Sorry, must've seemed a weird question, but this place does that.
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I'm afraid this is no hallucination, Private. You're not the first to think that's what's going on though.
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That's what I've been hearin', but it's no afterlife either, so what the hell is it really?
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Private James Barnes, huh? Hate to tell you this, but you're definitely not in a VA hospital.
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You ain't the first one to say so, lady. It's gettin' kind of old at this point.
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[Sorry, Bucky. She squints again, looking thoughtful.] World War II?
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anon text | Sorry for the late tag! Feel free to ignore :3
There's a possibility we're all sedated, yes.
anon text | never late!
That's funny, everyone just keeps telling me I'm dead.
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