Soldat is out getting some actual fresh air, even if they are supremely disappointed in the lack of sun. There are plenty of new faces, which make them both a little anxious and a little nostalgic, and maybe a little amazed that it's been only two weeks and already they feel comfortable enough to be out here.
And then there's a not-new face, one they haven't seen in a year and a half, and one they thought for sure was actually dead now. The sight stops him short to stare in shock.
(What the fuck. What the fuck.No.What? What's going on?) Clearly the Bottomless Pit has not been paying attention to Soldat's memories. Jerk.
"Steve?"
It's clearly Bucky Barnes, Steve, though the hair is longer than when you saw him last, and instead of body armor and weapons everywhere, he's in a couple layers of purple clothes, including a coat against the cold. Also, he doesn't look angry or afraid or blank, he just looks... stunned.
Platform!
And then there's a not-new face, one they haven't seen in a year and a half, and one they thought for sure was actually dead now. The sight stops him short to stare in shock.
(What the fuck. What the fuck. No.
What? What's going on?) Clearly the Bottomless Pit has not been paying attention to Soldat's memories. Jerk."Steve?"
It's clearly Bucky Barnes, Steve, though the hair is longer than when you saw him last, and instead of body armor and weapons everywhere, he's in a couple layers of purple clothes, including a coat against the cold. Also, he doesn't look angry or afraid or blank, he just looks... stunned.