May 05, 2013 23:54
So the identity porn is finally complete (OMGYAY) and off to my lovely beta, and now I am back to Bucky murdering his way out of Russia. (Yes, I know you're bored of Bucky's adventures in Russia, and I care not a jot because I'm having fun with it!) Also, more than six sentences, still not caring.
Rotterdam, though. Rotterdam looks promising. Even if Department X are watching it, it’s so much bigger, more complex. He can definitely disappear out of Rotterdam. The next shipment is due out in four days.
While he’s got the computer there he looks up the addresses from the file. One’s the apartment for his cover - reasonably central, nothing flashy. The other is apparently Stark Tower, although people are calling it Avengers Tower, and Stark has never fixed the sign that sits at the top - his name replaced with nothing but a giant ‘A’. He wonders if it says something about the man’s ideas about legacy, or just his short attention span.
[Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project - published, submitted, in progress, for your cat - whatever.]
I was going to try and think of something sensible to talk about as well, butI failed and now it is late, so I will just bid youall good night!
writings,
sunday six