[ The Iskaulit isn't a place he's wholly comfortable being yet, though Bucky's done well enough dipping his toes back in after the whole...fiasco. Everything starts out normally, but somewhere between the gym and the meditation room, he feels a little more worn out than is normal. There's a weird buzz under his skin, similar to how he feels after a really intense workout, but it wasn't anything near his limitations.
He feels different. Meditation hadn't helped. In fact, he's starting to think he's haunted or having some sort of fever dream. All he wanted to do was stretch. Apparently the simple motion of his arm is enough to send one of the candle holders careening into the opposite wall. ]
...What the hell? [ There was definitely no one else around, right? ]
70 years late to the party, Bucky/Winter || OTA
He feels different. Meditation hadn't helped. In fact, he's starting to think he's haunted or having some sort of fever dream. All he wanted to do was stretch. Apparently the simple motion of his arm is enough to send one of the candle holders careening into the opposite wall. ]
...What the hell? [ There was definitely no one else around, right? ]