[The sudden onset blindness had been almost manageable thanks to his more acute senses. Daken was actually beginning to understand how Daredevil managed to get around and was event trying his hand at walking down the street when that all too familiar voice mockingly called out to him.] What's your dysfunction now, Barnes?
[Poor Daken, if he'd known the store attendant had slipped the orange fashion catastrophe into his bag, he probably would have killed the bitch.]
[A frown started to crinkle Daken's brow.] What the hell are you talking about? [He of course thought he was wearing a snappy little black on black number.]
[Okay, he couldn't help it. He had to laugh.] Don't tell me you think that looks good. [Oh, this was too good. He'd have to milk it for all it was worth.]
Considering your own fashion sense, James, I'll take that under advisement. [He growled, turning to 'glare' at soldier. Daken managed a fair approximation of glaring at the man unfortunately, his eyeline was trained almost at the man's shoulder.]
[That misplaced glare made him laugh even more. He still hadn't caught on yet that the man was blind, but he probably would quickly.] Aw, c'mon. What'd my shoulder do to you?
[He was quick to correct that glare and approximate it closer to Bucky's mouth where he could hear that raucous laughter coming from.] I was debating how many times it would take me impaling my claws on it for you to go away.
A polo shirt and slacks.[Daken was beginning to suspect the gig was up and decided to try and play things off with sarcasm.] What? Are you blind now, Bucky?
[Admitting weakness was foolish of course so there was no way Daken was going to admit that.] Don't you have some Avenger to hunt down? Or an old granny to toss out into traffic?
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[Poor Daken, if he'd known the store attendant had slipped the orange fashion catastrophe into his bag, he probably would have killed the bitch.]
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