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ghostsandmirrors said: “So that’s it?” (from buck)

‘What more is there to say, Buck? Haven’t we said it all a thousand times? Isn’t it better to leave the rest unspoken? We survived.’

{ TRAUMA ran through their veins; suffering through their blood but they had never succumbed to the brutality drilled in by Russian tongue. Oh and they had been many; lectured with harsh hands so the lessons stuck. ( HYDRA had never tolerated excuses. It was just so. ) Now they were away; he could appreciate Barnes spewing apologies but in all honesty? It just made him remember more. }

‘It’s okay. What’s done is done, you can’t reverse the bullet from a gun as Val says.’

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ghostsandmirrors said: Brush (from buck)

{ Clandestine OPERATIONS always came with their individual risks. For non-existent witnesses were imperative. Upon occasion you were forced to adapt, to think on your feet and alter your strategy. ( HYDRA had trained into them both that mistakes were detrimental. Even now without the threat of heavy-duty boots or sizzling electricity. Their methods were utilised. Even against them. ) Really they had crafted their own worst enemies.

Valentin was STATIONARY on the sidelines; waiting for their signal when it happened. The brunette crouched by his side made unexpected contact. ( Like a domino effect his glamours retaliated, eyes glowing in an inhuman light. His jaw clamping down to clench over teeth. ) Shit; he needed to get over it. It was a hindrance. }

‘Too close for comfort there, Buck. You’re almost on top of me - sorry! Kinda a reflex.’

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‘Seesh really? You’d never guess but - it was a shock to me too - there’s such a thing as mind-control. As in someone else literally drives your body.’

{ MENTAL implants had been deposited in them both. HYDRA’S techniques mercilessly effective. Such had driven him to self-destruction, to literally create another persona blindly loyal to them. ( Blood stained their hands, yet - really - could they be held responsible for the crimes committed? ) Wasn’t like they’d fucking begged to be brainwashed. }

‘If I’d have known this was a pity-party; I’d have worn better attire.’

{ Light TEASING was aimed in his direction, ghost of a smirk crossing lips. ( Bucky had a point, but it wasn’t so clear-cut. Few knew the horrors of the Soviets. ) Ugh did he really have to spill his secrets to get him to listen? Frustration increasing ten-fold, he swiped a hand across his brow. }

‘Listen and listen good because I ain't gonna ever say this shit again. You are not to blame for the fucked up crap they made you do. That's the cruelty of the mind, kay? It’s inevitable that it fractures. No fucker could resist that conditioning. You’re talking to a thing that can make others do things at their will and yet I damn well couldn’t stop ‘em. So no, it ain't your fault. That's what makes you different from them. Guilt - just don’t let it destroy ya.’

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‘Oh purlease, if I wanted someone to follow - I think I’d find better than your tight butt-cheeks.’

{ Stealthily SHIFTING in the undergrowth, azure eyes twinkled in mirth. Unaffected by abrupt profanity. Well aware he’d sussed something wasn’t quite right. ( Yet really was he wearing his I stalk super-heroes t-shirt? Always getting the blame, tssk. He couldn’t even do right without doing wrong. ) Oh if only, he’d have much preferred to be the source of his own paranoia. }

‘Wasn’t talking about me.’

{ The PRESENCE lingered, Steve’s signature disrupting the assumed signal. His aura too bright to gaze upon. ( He might as well be shitting out red-white-and blue. Patriotic bastard. ) Exhaling sharply the vampire dragged him effortlessly down; out of the line of fire - just in case. }

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‘For the love of America -  pray tell me - what am I supposed to have done now?’

{ Fatigue flared through muscles, slightly off his GAME; the only reason she’d gotten close enough to touch him. Sleepless nights a consistency he couldn’t escape. Fuck the person who’d suggested SHIELD would heal all wounds. Or even aid him in any remote fashion. ( Being a part of an organisation was a major trigger. Not that he’d admit that. ) Not to mention he was witnessing similarities non-stop. How were they any better? }

‘It’s exhausting keeping track; yanno? Mind needs a bit of a reminder.’

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‘Cause honestly have you heard yourselfright now? Why do you humans feel the need toTell me crap I already know? It’s like you wantme to be depressed.’

{ Huff of exasperation was followed by a RUDE gestureSHIELD would have scolded him for; self-righteous busy-bodiesgetting on his last nerve. ( Jesus, what had happened to having fun? Was it such a crime to have both passion and a carefree attitude? )Attracting attention was what he excelled at. Why was healways blamed when shit hit the fan? Wasn’t like he ever tried to defendhis recklessness. }

‘If I repeated that I can handle it; would you stop grilling me?M’m just trying to livefor fucksake.’

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