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exorcising the ghost

who: Bucky and TOTALLY OPEN
what: Some spying, some clothes shopping, some rescuing
when: Throughout August
where: Quarantine
warnings: None. If any crop up, they'll go in the subject lines

[A: Open; sneaking around]

[Pierce might be gone, but that doesn't mean that Bucky feels like it's safe to relax. The man could easily have recruited, could have left planted spies and operatives behind, or files that could be very damaging in the wrong hands. He needs to make sure for himself that any of these people, or any of this information, is weeded out and dealt with appropriately.

Which is why if anyone is working in, or happens to be at, the hospital, any of the laboratories in the city, any buildings that deal with high level technology, or the perimeter guard; there's a late night visitor who definitely isn't authorised to be there. Sneaking through the hallways in black combat gear, obviously armed, and hacking into computer systems.]

[B: Open; shopping and rescuing]

[He's really trying to make an effort to get involved in life again, not just surviving. And part of that means coming into the city itself even if he hates it, making the skin between his shoulder blades itch as if a knife is coming right for him.

He's decided his first self appointed mission will be to get some new clothes, because the ones he has are falling off him from the weight he's lost hiding out for months, and have got threadbare besides. But he's also keeping an eye out for any trouble, and so if he notices anyone in danger from anything - speeding car, mugger, oddly strong breeze - he'll drop all his bags to intervene.]

[C: Closed to Tony Stark; memories]

[He's not sure whether Stark will still be willing to help him, after he blew up at him the last time and then literally disappeared for weeks on end to hide from Pierce. He's also not sure why he feels guilty, and it annoys him that he does. He's even got an apology gift tucked awkwardly under one arm, because he can vaguely remember his Ma telling him that this was the polite way to do things, and he already deeply regrets getting anything in the first place.

Too late now.

He forgoes knocking and slips into the lab, as long as he finds it open, and will take a perch on any of the nearby tables to wait for Stark to show up.]

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[The name doesn't ring any bells, but she keeps it noted away to remember later, look into. She doesn't like being side by side with her, but at least he's not behind her. Even if Bonnie is doing everything she can to be a distracting little shit- she stays focused has hard as she can on him. It all just feels...off. Funny in a bad way, like something is up that she's not in the loop with.]

South.

[She offers, then looks him over, thinking a second before adding]

South Dakota, part of the S&R, guard for the surveyors, general top of the top with guards. Been here nearly a year, feels like forever, seen people come and go, all that jazz.

[She gives some general information, maybe to fill the silence, maybe to get him to not give off such a weird vibe, maybe get info from him too...she doesn't even know herself to be honest.

She catches Bonnie after a few seconds of her being a pest, tucking her under her arm and keeping her other hand free, the one closest to her gun, just in case. Can't be too safe, especially after all the crazy shit recently]

Isn't that a place?

[It seems highly unlikely that it's a coincidence, but it also seems kind of cruel of parents to name their child South if their surname is already Dakota. Then again, it's not like he can talk, going by Bucky Barnes.

He doesn't comment on the rest of it. He's not sure why she's telling him what her position is, maybe to put him at ease? Maybe attempt to intimidate him? Either way, it's just information to be filed away for now.]

Yea and a code name for the top operating military project I was in back home. It's the only name I go by, now.

[She doesn't really tell people her birth name, even back home. It's one of those 'Stasya died when South was made' sort of things. She can't go back to who she used to be, not anymore.

South eyes him again as she shifts Bonnie around to make her stop squirming, eventually slowing to carefully set the ferret on the floor and let her scamper along next to them instead. Bratty thing.]

When'd you show up here? Long time or one of the newbies?

[He raises an eyebrow in mild disbelief. He's never met anyone that was one a top military project that just blabbed about it to a stranger, seems like she must have been a liability in the forces.

But then again, maybe she's just trying to throw him off balance and get information in return. He's not about to give her anything personal, but he doesn't mind idle chat.]

I was here in the first lot of people, long time ago now.

[With the Project disbanded and gone up in flames, she doesn't much care about telling people. Plus she likes to brag, being an 'awesome space marine' is a good liner under other circumstances]

Seriously? Never heard of you.

[Not that it's unusual, she's kept in her own bubble for a while, not wanting to trust, not wanting to risk herself or getting close to people. Eddie fucked that up though, forced her to give a shit about someone for the first time in so long. And Frank, Cisco- a small handful of friends.]

Why are you just now coming around here?

Why would you have heard of me?

[He chooses to focus on that rather than the second question, mostly because he doesn't want to discuss his reasons for being here with someone he doesn't trust even a little bit.]

Do you know everyone here?

I know a lot of names, special guard and all. Kind of a big deal- So I at least know of most people. So it's weird you've been here forever, ya know?

[Not weird enough to add to the edge she's on, but weird to her. She finally gets to their destination, snapping her fingers to get Bonnie to scamper back up to her shoulder]

No offence, but I'm going with you, just so you know.

[Just his bad luck to run into the one person who makes it their business to know everyone they can. He doesn’t really have an acceptable explanation of why he wouldn’t have been around other than the truth, and he’s not about to tell her that he lives in the ruins outside the main city and doesn’t use the network for fear of being tracked.]

Guess you’re not as observant as you thought.

[It’s not exactly wise to poke the bear, but he’s annoyed that she’s tagging along and so it just slips out.]

Oh, sorry man, must've been too busy doing everything from finding lost kids and pets to saving people outside the wall that would be dead otherwise and tagging along with survey teams and recon missions and shit like that. My b.

[She says in the most deadpanned way possible, then rolls her eyes]

Ya know, I haven't lost a single person in my charge. Only a couple injured that got that way before I got there. So. Yea.

Why are you telling me that?

[He's a bit baffled by her sharing all this information with him. He's never met someone military who boasted as much as she appears to be doing, his instincts would have been to keep his missions and their success rate close to his chest.]

Cause you said I wasn't observant, when I've just been busy with things more important than babysitting guard members or keeping up with everyone's names.

[Plus, yea, okay, she likes to brag, and show off, and be a cocky asshole. She takes her successes as badges to proudly share, awards of what she's accomplished that she can and should share]

Yeah, you also said you knew everyone here and bragged about that too.

[So clearly she's just making things up, as she's both bragging about being able to know everyone and being too busy doing more important things to know everyone.]

Look, just point me where I need to go.

[She starts to argue, because she always does- but she just gives a glare and ignores the nosy ferret pawing at her fingers and nibbling a nail]

It's right in here- what was it exactly you were doing, again?

[Oh, she remembers his story, but she wants to check if he can remember, too]

Fetching some records for Steve Rogers.

[It's a simple enough story to remember, he just hopes Steve backs him up when he's inevitably checked on.]

If you want to verify that, then go ahead, but I go on alone.

[It doesn't hurt to see if he could get it wrong, but she's unsurprising when he doesn't, still looking skeptically at him]

Pretty sure I said I was going with you, but if it's just some records for Rogers, it shouldn't be an issue. Nothing you'd need to hide.

Confidential. Sorry, those are the mission parameters.

[He really hopes Rogers goes along with this, just on the strength of his name.]

You can only go this far.

Hope you know these sorts of things are taken seriously. If you're lying.

[She wants to push, but if he is telling the truth, her hands are tied. She wishes she'd thought to bring Bonnie's camera and vest, it's not subtle as she'd like, but she could send the ferret in to see what's happening. As is, the most Bonnie can do is chew on his hair or run over his face. Not helpful in the least.]

Hurry up. I'll escort you back out.

[He's relieved that she's going for it, but he doesn't show it outwardly. He just shrugs as if he couldn't care less and moves in the door.

Once he's looked through what he needs, he plans on taking a different exit out. A window, if there isn't a door, to avoid running into her again.]

[South waits, figures five minutes or so should be enough. When he doesn't come out after a bit, she makes her way inside to see what's up, leaving Bonnie outside the door just in case things get ugly]

You get lost?

[She calls out as she comes in, looking around for him immediately]

[Sorry, South, he's long gone by now.]

Well shit.

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