droptheshield: PB: chris evans (betrayed)
Steve Rogers ([personal profile] droptheshield) wrote in [community profile] deerington2021-03-10 11:39 am
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The implications of diving in too deep | OTA

Who: Steve Rogers [personal profile] droptheshield & others
What: March catch-all
When: throughout March
Where: Around town

Content Warnings: None at this time; individual threads marked as needed

Starts listed below as made
advanced: (observe)

[personal profile] advanced 2021-03-10 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
It feels strange to stay with Steve.

He doesn't manage it every night, and there's no possible way that he would classify himself as living in that apartment, but... he finds himself gravitating back there one night out of three. It's still awkward around Steve, and he doesn't talk much, yet the silence is becoming easier between them. Perhaps he's starting to see a way that they could remain in contact. Perhaps.

The smell of something cooking is what greets him when he slips in the window this time, and he eyes Steve's back curiously.

"You haven't cooked before?"

Not that he's noticed, anyway. So what's different today?
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[personal profile] advanced 2021-03-12 12:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Bucky doesn't deign to respond to the comments about how he chooses to enter and exit the apartment. He knows Steve has no real problem with it, or he wouldn't leave his windows unlatched now for Bucky to use, and he doesn't feel like trying to explain why using the door feels much more vulnerable than the window.

Instead, he steps up closer behind Steve, to almost within touching distance, to peer over his shoulder at whatever the hell that was supposed to be on the stove.

"Why?"

Because it sure as hell doesn't look like it was for fun, or because the other man had any talent for it.
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[personal profile] advanced 2021-03-13 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh.

Of all the responses he might have been expecting, that really wasn't one of them. He does know when his birthday is, he found out thanks to the exhibit about him at the Smithsonian, but he hasn't thought about it since. A birthday, out of all the other information, seemed petty and insignificant.

"I guess it is." Weird. "I don't know how old I am now."

He knows his birthdate, obviously, but he doesn't know how many times he went in and out of cryofreeze since he fell from the train. He could be anywhere between thirty and forty, he guesses, but where exactly his age falls is anyone's guess.

"You didn't have to do this, I didn't-- I didn't remember."
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[personal profile] advanced 2021-03-15 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
It's still so baffling that Steve has done this for him. He hasn't celebrated a birthday since before he went off to war the first time. He might have had one during the war, he can't really remember how long it had been between his draft and when he fell from the train, but times had been hard and no soldier really celebrated on the front lines.

A birthday is such a normal human thing, it's proof that he was born instead of made, that he had a whole life as a person. That Steve would remember and, further, try to celebrate that, has his chest tight in a very unusual way.

To avoid having to examine that about himself, he instead leans over and dips a finger into the pot to taste whatever concoction had been inside.

"It's fine. You don't waste food because it's a bit burned, Steve, that's wasteful."

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siriusly: (i--wait. huh??)

3/whenever, day, apartments

[personal profile] siriusly 2021-03-10 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"This seems like the place..."

The address James gave him turned out to be one helluva hike from Shepherd street -- most of the day, in fact! But perhaps that's for the best: If he has too much time on his hands, he'll get antsy, and if he gets antsy, he's likely to start wandering into trouble.

Still, Manabu triple-checks his notepad as he stands in front of the door (thank goodness this is on the first floor! the size of the building is kind of much, compared to the rest of the town...), chewing on his lip in thought.

...Well...it's not like the second the door opens, James' metal fist is gonna pop out and deck him, right?

Manabu exhales, then knocks, stepping back and straightening up.
siriusly: (um. well uh. i. uhhhhHHHHHHHH........)

[personal profile] siriusly 2021-03-12 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
Manabu grew up the son of a noodle shop owner. His mother would often employ his older brother, Mamoru, to deliver lunch and dinner orders to the minors of Tabito who were staple customers for her small enterprise. Manabu soon took on that role as he grew up and Mamoru went off to join the Panzers out in space.

All this to say: He isn't a stranger to knocking on doors of new addresses. However, this isn't a delivery, and so...there's a weird kind of unease in him that puts his state of mind as close to an anxious, soliciting Boy Scout than he'd had in years.

Also, he's kind of braced for maybe getting manhandled and yelled at for showing up at all.

That doesn't appear to happen, so the wince is very brief, replaced by genuine surprise. That's not James at all!

"Oh--" He can't help but exclaim, but quickly recover. "I--hello! Pardon me. I was told to stop by this place, by, uh...by James.

"You must be Steve?"

Probably. Hard to tell without the helmet or war noises in the background.
siriusly: (ahahaha......what............)

[personal profile] siriusly 2021-03-15 12:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"We-well, I..." Manabu hesitates, then clears his throat. "My name's Manabu...Manabu Yuuki. I really didn't have a plan past show up, honestly." His mouth twitches with a weak smile. "I kinda...figured James would tell me to either buzz off or do something at this point, ha."

But that makes it sound like James is his boss. Not true!

"That's fine, though! He said you're a good guy, and it's a good idea to know as many of that sort as you can...especially here. And in any case, I mean to try and help out as much as I can! So if you find yourself in a pinch, you have one more person you can call on."

Yes, Steve. Call the 5'7" guy who still looks built like a teenager in a pinch.
siriusly: (oh no he thinks he's funny)

[personal profile] siriusly 2021-03-19 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Manabu blinks, surprised at the offer. Honestly, what was he expecting in the first place?

"I, ah--if you...don't actually mind, sure. But--I wasn't...interrupting anything important, was I?"

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[personal profile] morethan084 2021-03-14 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Daisy finally smartened up and put her gauntlets on to help with her powers. There didn't seem to be a specific time people were falling from the skies, which just made this whole thing that much more mentally taxing. Daisy couldn't let herself relax, not when there were people who needed her help.

She's adjusting her gauntlets when she spots Steve heading in her direction. With a shovel?]


Steve?

[Does he remember her?]
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[personal profile] morethan084 2021-03-17 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, no, it's okay. Trust me, I know how easy it is to lose track of--

Everything.

[Daisy's eyes drift towards the shovel again.]

What's going on? What's with--?

[She nods in the direction of the shovel. Does she even want to know?]
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[personal profile] morethan084 2021-03-21 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[...Oh.

He has no idea how death works around here, does he?

Licking her lower lip before biting it, Daisy wraps her arms around herself in a clear sign of being uncomfortable.]


Yeah, uh, that happens here. When someone dies, their body fades away.

[Better than rotting away, right?]

They'll be back in seven days.
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[personal profile] morethan084 2021-03-24 02:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Better than staying dead?

[She doesn't disagree with him though, and having gone through it herself, the recovery sucks.]

How are you doing?

[He may not remember their friendship, but that doesn't make Daisy any less concerned about his well-being.]

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