Oct 07, 2011 03:14
[Steve's 'berry is propped up on the table when the feed seems to turn on. Steve doesn't seem to be aware of it though. The man seemed to be struggling to get his wrist properly bandaged. You'd be surprised how hard it is to bandage your own wrist when one of your hands didn't work anymore.
On the desk are a few loose pieces of paper with crude writing on it. The writing is eligible, but it seems unexperienced. Steve had been trying to write with his right, but it's a little more difficult then he anticipated.
A few minutes more of struggling before the other stops with a heavy sigh.] I suppose I should bother the other suitemates to help me. This isn't getting anywhere and the last thing I need is for it to get worst.
[Something blocks the camera for a minute, only to be removed by Steve. It's Bucky's Tribble. Steve had been taking care of it since Bucky disappeared from their room.] I still wonder what on Earth you are. I should have asked about it before. [Seriously. Where is your face? Mouth? How do you eat? 8|] I don't know where Bucky is though...
I know. I wish he'd come back too. I'm sure you miss him as much as I do.
He'll come back soon though. [A short pause.] I really hope so at least.
c: kate bishop,
c: barbara gordon,
steve rogers,
c: bucky barnes,
c: timothy