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[ridethecyclone]

[ Bucky's feed kicks in, a candy-cane being twirled around his fingers before he aims it at the camera, a noise like a gun going off out of the corner of his mouth. Then he laughs, something low and dirty sounding. ]

Okay, it's official guys, gals, and otherwise, I've hit the bored as sin threshold on the festive period. I'm about to start linin'

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[waitedforyears]

[ She has a quip on her lips, but re-considers. ] Y' could teach me how to shoot. I've never actually learnt.

[ridethecyclone]

Yeah? [ Arching an eyebrow, something amused lifting up his mouth. ] Well that's a damn shame, Amy, that's a real damn shame. Maybe I'll have to take you up on that, work it out with you.

[waitedforyears]

Yeah. [ He gets a lazy grin in return. ] Should be useful to know, right?

[ridethecyclone]

You planning on shooting a bunch of people?

[awarmachine]

[ Studying the screen for a moment. Bucky looks-- much younger than Rhodey imagined, actually. Which makes no sense, because he read the man's file (hardly more than idle curiosity, he has connections to Captain America, after all, and who hasn't read that file, of the people with high enough clearance to get their hands on it?), so he should have expected it. Still. ]

Sgt. James Barnes?

[ridethecyclone]

[ First Natasha calls him by his christian name, and then this guy. The inclusion of his rank makes him lift his eyebrow, clearly perplexed. ] S'just Bucky.

[awarmachine]

[ Yeah, that wasn't in the file. ] Bucky, then.

Col. James Rhodes. Thought I'd introduce myself now that I'm here, seeing how we're technically from the same world.

[ridethecyclone]

Yeah? And how's it you know about me, exactly?

[ There's nothing but honest curiosity in his voice, but he's allowed to be suspicious. It's in his nature. ]

[whattingawhat]

The snow's melting, Bucky. How can you be bored when we can be outside and not freeze to death.

[ridethecyclone]

Ain't nothin' to do outside. Besides stepping in a few puddles now and again.

[whattingawhat]

You could go to the zoo. You could check out the arena. If you're a park kind of person you could go to the park.

[ridethecyclone]

The unicorn weren't that excitin', gotta say.

[ Twirling the candycane again. ] You work at the Arena, right?

[7thborn]

What'd those decorations ever do to you, hm? Unless a snowman gave you a shifty look or something.

[ridethecyclone]

Never believe a guy with buttons for eyes. [ Grinning. ] How y'been, kid? Thanks for the gift, by the way.

[7thborn]

My boyfriend turned into a doll for a day, so that'll make him the exception, right?

[And grinning right back.]

You're welcome, of course. Sorry if they were a bit burnt or awful or something. My mum's loads better at that sort of thing than I am. But apart from that, yeah, I've been brilliant, thanks. You?

[ridethecyclone]

Yeah? Poor kid, that's got to suck.

Nah, they were perfect. Me and Steve ain't too swell with the whole cooking thing, so we just about love it when someone else makes the effort. It was good, kinda quiet.

[char_he_mcgee]

[Yes, Bucky. Kid sister is texting. No, she's not giving a crap that you won't text back. She's being a stinker for a reason.]Meet me at the beach in an hour. And bring sodas.

[ridethecyclone]

[ He could try to reply, he really could, but he's not going to bother as that would just give him a headache. He just hokes out the gingerale out of the back of the fridge and shoves it in a rucksack, gun still strapped under his shirt, only without his jacket it's obvious.

But at least he's waiting when she wants him to be, leaning against a wall, head tilted back to the sky and his eyes closed. ]

[char_he_mcgee]

[She'll just be coming up a minute later, carrying a grocery bag under one arm and a bag of charcoal under the other. It's a bit heavy but she can manage. The grocery bag is full of everything they'd need to have a pretty okay barbeque. Enough for more than them if anyone else meanders by. And she looks excited.] Hey.

[ridethecyclone]

[ Saluting her sloppily. ] Hey yourself. [ A big grin.] You feedin' the five thousand there?