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driftfleet2016-07-09 11:57 am
reconstitution) wrote in driftfleet2016-07-09 11:57 am
Winter & Vision's (not so) Excellent Adventure
Who: Winter, Vision, & You
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Forest, planetside
When: July 9th
[ This thread is going to serve both as a canon update to post Captain America: Civil War for Winter and Vision, but also be used as a monthly catch-all with prompts. ]
[ It's been a few weeks since they've landed, so Winter's finally gotten over most of his initial uneasiness. Enough to finally venture into the forest for a hike and get the lay of the land. He's familiar with the beach and the markets, and he's heard things about the forest and a certain tree, so he needs to see for himself if the rumors are true.
It's relatively peaceful, and he hasn't come across anyone else yet. He's making his way around a fallen tree when an animal jumps out of a nearby bush and startles him. Winter stumbles back, and his immediate reaction is to reach out with his left hand to steady himself. Unfortunately it's still broken, so it doesn't cooperate like it's meant to. Which means that he trips and falls. Down a steep hill. Only having one functioning arm means he raises his right to shield his head until he can manage to slow down or run into something. Which is exactly what he does before his head smacks solidly against a hard surface. ]
[Meanwhile, the Vision is similarly engaged in heading toward the tree to investigate it. He’s heard you need someone’s hand to hold in order for the magic to work, but his curiosity has the better of him and he’d like to observe it in action first. A scuffle down below his flight path catches his attention, and he swoops into the forest to see what’s going on just in time to see Winter, of all people, taking a tumble down a steep hillside. He rushes over to try and intercept the man before he seriously hurts himself, and in his rush he miscalculates his own density and slams down hard enough that Winter smacks his head against the Vision instead of catching himself safely.
Oops.
The impact is enough to snap the Vision’s head back and hit it against the tree he’d been trying to prevent Winter from hitting. So now there are two enhanced individuals knocked out on the forest floor. How very impressive.]
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Forest, planetside
When: July 9th
[ This thread is going to serve both as a canon update to post Captain America: Civil War for Winter and Vision, but also be used as a monthly catch-all with prompts. ]
[ It's been a few weeks since they've landed, so Winter's finally gotten over most of his initial uneasiness. Enough to finally venture into the forest for a hike and get the lay of the land. He's familiar with the beach and the markets, and he's heard things about the forest and a certain tree, so he needs to see for himself if the rumors are true.
It's relatively peaceful, and he hasn't come across anyone else yet. He's making his way around a fallen tree when an animal jumps out of a nearby bush and startles him. Winter stumbles back, and his immediate reaction is to reach out with his left hand to steady himself. Unfortunately it's still broken, so it doesn't cooperate like it's meant to. Which means that he trips and falls. Down a steep hill. Only having one functioning arm means he raises his right to shield his head until he can manage to slow down or run into something. Which is exactly what he does before his head smacks solidly against a hard surface. ]
[Meanwhile, the Vision is similarly engaged in heading toward the tree to investigate it. He’s heard you need someone’s hand to hold in order for the magic to work, but his curiosity has the better of him and he’d like to observe it in action first. A scuffle down below his flight path catches his attention, and he swoops into the forest to see what’s going on just in time to see Winter, of all people, taking a tumble down a steep hillside. He rushes over to try and intercept the man before he seriously hurts himself, and in his rush he miscalculates his own density and slams down hard enough that Winter smacks his head against the Vision instead of catching himself safely.
Oops.
The impact is enough to snap the Vision’s head back and hit it against the tree he’d been trying to prevent Winter from hitting. So now there are two enhanced individuals knocked out on the forest floor. How very impressive.]
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[ It's Wrath, so she's more than allowed to lean. He'll oblige. ]
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Making progress today on the money. I think I'm doing pretty good work.
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[ Because dammit, she's capable. ]
I have some for you, too.
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Oh, awesome! I'll check with Vision how much we have so far. And what we still need to get.
Been having fun though?
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[ He shrugs a shoulder. ]
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[Not bad strange is a start, but... that's kind of an odd response.]
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[ He's not really sure how much he should tell her. ]
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[She looks up at him resting her cheek on his shoulder.] What kind of stuff?
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Maybe that's the exchange for remembering.. He's willing to take that and more for just knowing. ]
You know there have been more augment glitches lately? Others falling unconscious or-- falling asleep? When they wake up, they have more memory of events back home?
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I think so?
[ohshit]
...did that happen to you?
[How did she not find out about this until now? Winter's her best friend, for fuck's sake.]
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[ It was a small amount of hope when Steve had told him that he'd managed to slip away outside of HYDRA's influence. He remembers everything, now. The helicarriers, traveling across Europe, Bucharest..
Everything fucked to absolute hell after three years of living off the grid. Trying to piece his fractured mind together, being a person. There's a vague sense of homesickness he didn't have before for the small, dingy apartment with its windows covered in newspaper. ]
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I'm glad you know. [She gives him a little squeeze, hoping that's comforting. Shit, it must be so disorienting.]
How much do you remember?
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It's a hard question for him to answer. He doesn't remember everything, but he doesn't know what he's missing. There's so much information stuffed into his head with no way to account for it all. ]
..A lot.
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Are you going to be okay?
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[ Even if he's not okay, he can function normally on the outside, at least. He's grateful that he remembers, and maybe once he can filter through everything, he can fully appreciate his memories having context again.
Names, faces, scents. Fuck, he can remember the smell of dirt and grass wiping out on his bike when he was seven.
Winter shifts to look down at her. ]
I've got you to kick my ass if I'm not doing okay.
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There's a difference between doing okay and being okay. [It's a subtle distinction, and she generally doesn't do subtle, but this one is important. And maybe for a second she catches a hint of dirt and grass, and doesn't know what it means.
What she can offer is the most comforting thing she knows:] Either way, I've got your six.
[Six. Maine just rasping the word after surviving 24 hours of the riots, when they both smell like burnt ass and are spattered with indelible blue blood, but it translates out to so much more: I've got you, you've got me, and we get through this together.]
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Have to do okay in order to be okay. [ The second one is a long time coming. ]
[ There's a brief feeling of exhilaration, quickly followed by tired relief and a grumbled word with more meaning than three letters can convey.
He's safe. Someone has his back, and he has theirs. The highest form of trust. ]
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She leans to rest her head briefly against his, because doing anything else would be highly stupid. She has a tendency to ruin everything she touches by throwing herself head first into the fray and not giving a shit about consequences; being a wrecking ball is only really a good thing when you're supposed to be breaking everything down. She might not have any mental separation between deep friendships and partnerships and physicality, but she's finally figuring out that other people do.
But she loves Winter solidly, like a twin to that trust, a thing that comes with no expectation and a conviction that she'd tear hell in half to get to him and make sure he has someone at his back. She doesn't do anything half-assed, and she doesn't hold back because if she ever knew how, she's long since forgotten.]
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Have to start somewhere, even if it's from the ground.
[ He trusts Wrath. How could he not after everything? She still wants to be his friend, doesn't begrudge his lack of control, only her abilities pitted against his own. For as much as she'd fight for him, nothing short of killing him would stop Winter from defending her. They both have darkness and minds that are fucked up, possibly beyond repair, but that's what makes them who they are. ]
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[She's still not sure how the empathy thing for the planet works, what gets picked up and what doesn't. But as much as she can, she offers that feeling of caring and support and just how damn important he is to her.
It feels good to be trusted. It feels good to be around someone who understands all the shit that can't even be put into words.]
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[ He knows she's seen him like that once or twice. Close to jumping out of his own skin from the hyper-vigilance or when the programming tries to settle into place again like a dense fog that's hard to move through.
Winter's quiet for a few minutes before he reaches for her hand to lace their fingers together. If he has to share with anyone, he wants it to be Wrath.
If there's anything to pick up on, it's a heart-swelling feeling. It's what he used to feel every time Steve gave him a hug, or clapped him on the shoulder with the look on his face like he was the most important person in the world.
He trusts her with this. With everything. ]
oh my heart
[She's a little surprised, when he reaches for her hand. Winter's like Maine in a lot of ways. He's not normally the one to close that gap, which is fine--that's her job, the one thing she's really any good at. But when one of them does reach out, it's important. More important than her doing it a million times because it's so rare.
And--oh. Oh. She leans a little more against him, because even after everything, he's her point of safety. He's the one person that she doesn't have to try to be okay around if she's not.
Quietly:] You are.
[The most important person in the world. In her weird, fucked up, broken world.]
;; no you
[ With anyone else, he wouldn't dare. Wrath is special. She keeps letting him in, even when she should just sever the ties. They're stuck together, now. They've seen each other at their worst.
Her hand is warm, and it's something good to focus on. It feels like his heart skips a beat with that one word. He's letting her down if he lets her go on thinking that he's worth that type of honor and trust.
There are plenty of people more deserving than him. ]
winter no ;;
Winter is a person. An amazing, strong person who cares a lot more than he lets on. She always knew that, now she knows it. She's a person because he put them at that impasse. Because he's an asshole, and that's another thing that she loves him for.
She's sticking with him, whether he thinks she should or not.]
'til the end of the Line. [Like Envy always said.]
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Maybe it does. There's at least the same comraderie and intention behind it. She's got his six no matter what, the same way he'll always have hers. Winter doesn't know what the fuck he would do if Wrath ever disappeared. ]
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