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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