[ It's kind of you to think of his preferences, red floaty target, but unnecessary. Winter isn't home, and neither is Bucky. The Asset stares at him coldly, assessing his odd appearance and looking for a weak spot. The inability to find one is bothersome, so instead of verbally replying, the Soldier strikes out with the Weapon. It makes a loud, metallic whine as it powers up and decompresses as he strikes forward. ]
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