[for Jason]
Patience is shot. Body's trembling from unspent adrenaline. The fighter in me's kicking myself that I let Batman go without much of a fight, but I've got people counting on me to play by certain standards, even if instinct would have had the two us dancing all night... If it is night.
Don't know how long I've been down here, but I'd guess it's about an hour since I left that overgrown rodent behind. Long enough to mull over every move I would've made under other circumstances, but not so much that I've got it out of my system just yet. Heart's still thrumming in my throat, pounding in my temples. I've had worse stretches than this in the war, but it doesn't matter.
This is what I'm living with right now, and I'd be surprised for the downwards turn of my luck if I hadn't expected it all along. It's how it's always been with me... The second I get used to one thing, it all hits the fan... And then I have to start all over again.
Bucky's quiet, but careless as he walks through the apartment complex in search of Jason's hideaway, not taking his usual precautions despite the circumstances -- or, maybe, because of them. The situation's as under control as it can be, but fatigue's settling in beneath all the nerves, and he wants this wrapped up as soon as possible.
There's just one last loose end.
"Jason."
Don't know how long I've been down here, but I'd guess it's about an hour since I left that overgrown rodent behind. Long enough to mull over every move I would've made under other circumstances, but not so much that I've got it out of my system just yet. Heart's still thrumming in my throat, pounding in my temples. I've had worse stretches than this in the war, but it doesn't matter.
This is what I'm living with right now, and I'd be surprised for the downwards turn of my luck if I hadn't expected it all along. It's how it's always been with me... The second I get used to one thing, it all hits the fan... And then I have to start all over again.
Bucky's quiet, but careless as he walks through the apartment complex in search of Jason's hideaway, not taking his usual precautions despite the circumstances -- or, maybe, because of them. The situation's as under control as it can be, but fatigue's settling in beneath all the nerves, and he wants this wrapped up as soon as possible.
There's just one last loose end.
"Jason."