Date: 2014-08-12 04:51 am (UTC)
valuedstrength: (b: we're getting married)
From: [personal profile] valuedstrength
[There is something off about a lot of people. While it'd be easy to dismiss this because Howard always had a flair to him, Steve still carries that tiny bit of paranoia from his experiences with the HYDRA controlled SHIELD. He acts when he starts noticing something is off even if it's just as simple as taking a seat with him. His smile is cheerful even if it doesn't quite reach his eyes.]

You're lookin' sharp today. Something special planned?

Date: 2014-08-12 05:21 am (UTC)
valuedstrength: (b: phil)
From: [personal profile] valuedstrength
[In Cair Paradisa, they would call this a loss. Most people would play along with it since getting brainwashed was sort of the norm around there. Steve left that place a long time ago. Frankly he no longer has the patience for this.]

No you don't, Howard. [He sighs and doesn't bother hiding his frustration. Should he hit him in the head? Wait this out? So far he seems harmless even if that tone is getting under his skin.]

I'm here to talk to you. Something's up.

Date: 2014-08-12 05:32 am (UTC)
valuedstrength: (b: tell me your secrets)
From: [personal profile] valuedstrength
[There is a voice urging him in his head that Howard isn't himself. Getting angry will only alienate him. That word makes him see red after everything that happened with Bucky. His response is low and angry. There is a warning there to tread carefully.]

Excuse me?

Date: 2014-08-12 05:44 am (UTC)
valuedstrength: (b: nobody said it would be so hard)
From: [personal profile] valuedstrength
[Wrong answer. In a flash, Steve has a fistful of that suit clenched tight in his fist. He pulls Howard a little closer in case his point isn't clear enough. You don't talk to him like that. You don't talk to anyone like that.]

You're not yourself so I'm gonna let that one slide. Let's get one thing clear: I am not your agent or asset. If you're half as smart as your usual self you'll keep every awful thought running through your brain right now to yourself. Understand?

Date: 2014-08-12 06:06 am (UTC)
valuedstrength: (b: no one gets along with tony)
From: [personal profile] valuedstrength
[It sends chills down his spine. If he weren't so angry that Howard thinks he's the same kind of monster as Pierce he'd want to scream that this is wrong. You're not like him. You would never turn people into weapons. Steve sucks it up. His grip on Howard's clothing tightens.]

People are being messed with. They're not acting like themselves. We're not sure what the cause is yet. [It's said carefully because he thinks for that brief amount of time that he could snap and throw him into a wall for using that horrible word.]

In case it wasn't obvious already, you are the one with the problem. I've never listened to an order that I didn't agree with and you're usually first in line to make sure I get away with that.

Date: 2014-08-12 06:24 am (UTC)
valuedstrength: (b: tell me your secrets)
From: [personal profile] valuedstrength
[This is worse than dealing with Schmidt, Pierce, and every other maniac he's crossed paths with. He could beat them bloody, put a gun to their heads, and it could be done. Howard is his friend, he cares for him, so hurting him is out of the question. That doesn't save Howard from some rough treatment. Steve yanks him up and slams him against the nearest surface. He refuses to be treated this way; to be tested by the other man. Maybe he's just that angry to be asked that at all.]

This is not for the better. What we had before someone screwed with your head is.

[He reigns his anger in just enough to add pleadingly.] I'm your friend. A part of you has to know that no matter what you're thinking right now.
Edited Date: 2014-08-12 06:31 am (UTC)

Date: 2014-08-12 03:11 pm (UTC)
valuedstrength: (b: nobody said it would be so hard)
From: [personal profile] valuedstrength
[He's going to be sick. The fact that he can't see even for a second how wrong this is disgusts Steve. All Howard can see is something less than human slipping outside his control and it scares him. Steve hates that he has to use that. It's wrong, but he's not the only super solider around here that Howard knows about. Steve has to protect the other one.]

I'm not your toy solider. You can't control me.

[Very deliberately he catches Howard's dominant hand with his free one. He latches onto his anger, that need to protect his beloved friend, and lets it darken his features. He would do anything for Bucky. He lets Howard see that even knowing that when it came down to it, he could never bring himself to harm Howard Stark. Intimidation definitely, knocking him out if he became a legitimate threat maybe, but never deliberately harm.]

You're going to stay away from James Buchanan Barnes or whatever you think he's called because if you don't I will break every bone in this hand. Have I made myself clear?
Edited Date: 2014-08-12 03:16 pm (UTC)

Date: 2014-08-12 06:22 pm (UTC)
valuedstrength: (b: tell me your secrets)
From: [personal profile] valuedstrength
[He doesn't like the way he says that. Suddenly, he's all too aware of how bad he is at playing this game. It's his only card though so ever so gently squeezes Howard's hand.] You didn't answer my question.

Date: 2014-08-12 06:32 pm (UTC)
valuedstrength: (b: angry)
From: [personal profile] valuedstrength
[Just like that Howard is released. There's only so much of this he can stomach. It helps greatly that Howard at the end of the day is an engineer. There's little he can do to harm people directly. All the same Steve will have to warn people and get a second opinion on what to do. He doesn't think clearly when it comes to his friends. He knows it.]

We're done here. [He's turning to go. Steve can't stand the sight of him right now.]

So uh have a weapon.

Date: 2014-08-12 05:19 am (UTC)
deadandred: (Default)
From: [personal profile] deadandred
[For our purposes, here, let's say Bucky has his full arm powers in this verse. And he's likely practicing knife throwing or something?]

HAHA NOPE

Date: 2014-08-12 05:26 am (UTC)
deadandred: (winter: intent)
From: [personal profile] deadandred
[With barely even a glance, there's a knife whizzing past Howard's face and landing with a quiet thunk in the opposite wall. Bucky looks unapologetic, to say the least.] Who gives a fuck about my reaction time?

Date: 2014-08-12 05:37 am (UTC)
deadandred: (Default)
From: [personal profile] deadandred
[A shrug.] If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have missed.

Date: 2014-08-12 06:11 am (UTC)
deadandred: (winter: holy crap i'm a cyborg)
From: [personal profile] deadandred
[That is unexpected; but he'd figured on something being off since he felt Howard watching him. Even though it is confirmation, his shoulders stiffen and he turns to stare at Howard briefly, before searching for a weapon. Where's his spare when he needs it?]

Go to hell.
Edited Date: 2014-08-12 06:12 am (UTC)

Date: 2014-08-12 04:20 pm (UTC)
deadandred: (winter: but i knew him :ccccc)
From: [personal profile] deadandred
Seems to me that most people who fought in the war do. [He knows that's not what Howard meant, but he's choosing to disregard it for now. Maybe if he ignores it Howard will go away and he can find Steve.]

Date: 2014-08-12 05:59 pm (UTC)
deadandred: (winter: masked)
From: [personal profile] deadandred
I don't know. How does it feel to know you helped kill thousands of people? Probably about the same. [TWO CAN PLAY AT THIS GAME, HOWIEBOY]

Date: 2014-08-12 06:16 pm (UTC)
deadandred: (winter: haunted)
From: [personal profile] deadandred
[He bristles at those words, fighting back the internal shudder that goes along with that. He forces himself to keep cool, though, knowing that a violent reaction would likely get more punishment than just insolence. Even so, he can't help but flex the hand on his metal arm a bit, just to get his point across. When he replies, his voice is as collected and detached as the Winter Soldier's should be, no emotion.]

Go fuck yourself, Stark.

Date: 2014-08-12 06:24 pm (UTC)
deadandred: (winter: wiped)
From: [personal profile] deadandred
[--And predictably, he's just going to drop like a stone. Fuck you, trigger words.]

Date: 2014-08-12 06:34 pm (UTC)
deadandred: (winter: uniform/arm)
From: [personal profile] deadandred
[He stirs after a moment or two, giving Howard a fuzzy blink before nodding.]

Date: 2014-08-12 06:38 pm (UTC)
deadandred: (winter: dat arm)
From: [personal profile] deadandred
SHIELD, sir. [For a moment it feels ...almost wrong to say that, but he pushes that back. He pushes a lot of things back. They're not relevant to his orders.]

Date: 2014-08-12 06:44 pm (UTC)
deadandred: (winter: perfect hair??)
From: [personal profile] deadandred
The director of SHIELD. [Which isn't a lie, really, just -- misplaced in time.]

Date: 2014-08-12 06:56 pm (UTC)
deadandred: (winter: brainwashing)
From: [personal profile] deadandred
[The touch just gets a slightly confused look from him, but he nods.]

Time limit?

Date: 2014-08-12 07:20 pm (UTC)
deadandred: (winter: cocking the gun)
From: [personal profile] deadandred
[And there's a nod.] Target?

Date: 2014-08-12 07:45 pm (UTC)
deadandred: (winter: i see you there you're gonna die)
From: [personal profile] deadandred
[There is certainly some in Bucky's movements, however, a faint look of doubt there.]

Yes, sir.

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