[open] old familiar places

[ostavil]

WHO: Bucky Barnes + Open
WHEN: January
WHAT: Re-Arrival
WHERE: Streets and then the inn
WARNINGS: TBD



Bucky has seen a lot of shit in his time and when he'd come to Gazin the first time, he'd gone to the inn and cased the place as best he could. Now, returning, he knows a little more than most. He still doesn't understand why he keeps getting chosen to come here. Is there some hole in the universe, some tear he keeps stumbling into across the street from the fruit stand? Is he here because he needs to hide from the world and Wakanda isn't a good enough place? He has no idea why this place keeps calling to him, keeps drawing him in. He has no idea why it seems to want him to return for a second time.

He pats himself down and realizes this time it's at least given him knives to work with. No guns, but he's not shocked. This is a place of horses and blacksmiths and guns are hundreds of years into the future. He's used to being the throwback but in Gazin, he's from the future. He feels like some kind of exhibition at the Stark Expo or some shit and that's so long ago it's a distant, distant memory. It's one only recently returned to him, too, and he smiles at what his idea of the future had been back then. Little did he know.

Just as before, he makes his way along the main road and toward the inn. This is the center of this little town and the place to get the most information. He knows a little more than last time about the layout but he doesn't know which people are still here, which have changed, and which are new like he'd been the last time he came into town. He still takes a table that's a little shadowed so he can watch rather than be seen but at least he knows what he's about this time.

Comments

[backin_theworld]

Steve looks at his friend, knowing exactly what he means. Coming from what they just had, he would hate for Bucky to have to deal with influences of a darker sort all over again.

"Maybe not quite like that, but it did heighten certain moods for people. I arrived there right around the time they thawed me out in our world. And I was dealing with the grief of losing Peggy, the shock of essentially time travelling 70 years into a future that looked so different than what it was."

He stops himself.

"It made all that seem so much worse than it was."

[ostavil]

"It was hard, coming out of...what they made me. Took me a while to be able to find my way. I don't even remember everything. There's a lot that's been stolen and as much as I chew on it or write in journals, I can't bring it back. The Smithsonian knows more about me than I do."

It's hard to adjust to a new world when the world you've known is radically different and he thinks that make him and Steve a little more suited to showing up to places like this than other people might be. They know what it's like to be dropped into the middle of a strange new world.

"Now we're from the future, according to this place. Absolutely medieval."

[backin_theworld]

"Yeah, well, the Smithsonian isn't here." Steve looks around, pausing a moment before letting out a soundless laugh. "Unless we're in one of those exhibits that came to life. After everything that's gone on, it wouldn't surprise me."

He supposes there's a good chance Tony is behind this and he'll be keeping his eyes peeled for anything that gives that away, but he doesn't say anything. Tony Stark is a very sensitive subject right now.

"It could be worse, though. At least you remember me now."

[ostavil]

"It's true, I do remember you. I guess that's an improvement on the usual," Bucky says. His brain is still full of holes, even if it's fewer holes than it used to be, and he wishes he could remember more of the forties when he and Steve were together last.

"Little worried that I might start remembering some of the other stuff, though," Bucky admits. "It's a dark mess in there but I guess if I can remember some of the good things, it won't be so bad."

Having Steve around might help with that - especially since he can't go and avenge the earth when they're stuck here.

[backin_theworld]

Nope, Bucky is stuck with Steve. For better or worse. He knows it's going to take some time to sort through his head, and if he thinks there's a reason to push, he'll damn well do it. But he also knows when not to and with them just arriving and their world and this world colliding, he just plans to be there for his best friend.

"We can worry about that when it happens. If it happens. There's no one here to make you compliant, right? Stay focused, Buck."

[ostavil]

"Yeah, keep on keeping on," Bucky agrees. "No one has the book and no one can control me. It's just me in my head for once."

That's something he's grateful for, honestly. For so long he's worried about what he's capable of and what damage he can cause but it seems like he's sheltered from that here. It's a nice thing, to know he can't hurt anyone on accident, and having control makes him feel more like himself than he has in a long time.

[backin_theworld]

Steve knows it won't ever be simple, but he is pretty proud of his best friend for moving forward. Or taking steps that way. Deciding to put himself back into cryostasis was a responsible move.

"And that's the way it should be," he offers a small smile. "You got me, too. Things get rough and you get too far into that head you know I'll do what I can to pull you back. Whatever it takes."

[ostavil]

"My head is its own battle," Bucky says. It's weird, knowing his greatest enemy is his own mind, but it's been his enemy long enough that he knows how to fight it. It's easier with someone like Steve here, at least, since Steve knows who he's supposed to be and the kind of man he was before HYDRA scrambled him.

"Hasn't seemed to be much of an issue here, though, but I guess that's because HYDRA hasn't figured out a way to hijack this place. It seems...purer than that. Older than HYDRA. Older than anything that's ever tried to reprogram me."

[backin_theworld]

Steve also knows it's going to be a while before his best friend gets anywhere close to being himself. But he's not going to push. That would only put Bucky further back and he's not going to be the one to do that.

Steve glances around slowly, hoping that they don't have a problem. There's a niggling at the edges of his mind that want him to be cautiously optimistic that nothing horrible is on the horizon.

"That's good," he nods. "If anyone I know needs a break, it's you. Because you're older than me."

A smirk.

[ostavil]

"Look, I'm only older by a little," Bucky says, scoffing at him. "Besides, if I wasn't older you'd have gotten beaten up even more than you already did. Or, so we say."

Bucky doesn't remember it, per se, but he repeats it to himself over and over until it's true. That makes it true, doesn't it? That makes it a memory?

"Little older but not taller anymore. The serum didn't make me any taller. I think I got cheated."

[backin_theworld]

Steve sits and thinks about the old days and just how much taller his friend was over him. Actually, everything about Bucky back then was everything he wanted to be. It was the reason he kept trying to enlist; to do what his friend was doing because that was what he believed he should be doing, too.

Somedays he wonders where life would have taken him if Dr. Erskine never gave him that chance.

"I think I'm okay with this," he laughs again. "Sort of makes up for all those times I tried to make myself taller so I didn't look like your much younger kid brother on those double dates you forced me to go on with you."

[ostavil]

"Hey, I would have taken a couple inches. Now I look like I stopped drinking milk in the tenth grade," Bucky teases. "But hey, who stands a chance next to you? Captain America, savior of the world? I'm just the guy with the gun in the background."

It's all good-natured, though, and not in the sad and wistful way he might have said it a few months back. It feels good to be something approaching his normal self even if the new normal isn't the swell guy from the 40s.