Bucky's not exactly sure what happened. He remembers being captured, he remembers the doctor and the words, but everything after that is a little cloudy. He figures it has something to do with his pounding headache, and lifts his right hand to touch the wound, unsurprised when it comes away bloody.
What does surprise him is the train that rolls into the station in front of him, and he would've had a nice look around except something to his right catches his attention. Or more accurately, someone. Steve. Again.
He sighs, sets his mouth into a tight line, and the second Steve makes eye contact... he bolts, runs down the platform towards the far end of the train. His silver hand pokes out from the end of his left sleeve, and he makes no attempt to hide it.
The Train | OTA
Bucky figures that boarding the train is the only sensible option at this point, and honestly being kidnapped again isn't exactly the worst outcome. Maybe he'll be safe here from the violent cat man and the UN-sanctioned kill squads.
He can be found poking around in the carriages, trying to avoid Steve and snooping in every nook and corner. Maybe he's trying to open a door to a sleeper cabin that isn't his, perusing the pantry, or looking a little pale in the medical carriage.
Departure | OTA
Bucky hears the warning, and he does take it seriously, he just doesn't quite find a seat in time and gets himself getting slammed into whatever -- or whoever -- happens to be to his left. Oops. Hope whatever he hit is durable, because his left arm is made of vibranium.
Bucky Barnes | OTA
Bucky's not exactly sure what happened. He remembers being captured, he remembers the doctor and the words, but everything after that is a little cloudy. He figures it has something to do with his pounding headache, and lifts his right hand to touch the wound, unsurprised when it comes away bloody.
What does surprise him is the train that rolls into the station in front of him, and he would've had a nice look around except something to his right catches his attention. Or more accurately, someone. Steve. Again.
He sighs, sets his mouth into a tight line, and the second Steve makes eye contact... he bolts, runs down the platform towards the far end of the train. His silver hand pokes out from the end of his left sleeve, and he makes no attempt to hide it.
The Train | OTA
Bucky figures that boarding the train is the only sensible option at this point, and honestly being kidnapped again isn't exactly the worst outcome. Maybe he'll be safe here from the violent cat man and the UN-sanctioned kill squads.
He can be found poking around in the carriages, trying to avoid Steve and snooping in every nook and corner. Maybe he's trying to open a door to a sleeper cabin that isn't his, perusing the pantry, or looking a little pale in the medical carriage.
Departure | OTA
Bucky hears the warning, and he does take it seriously, he just doesn't quite find a seat in time and gets himself getting slammed into whatever -- or whoever -- happens to be to his left. Oops. Hope whatever he hit is durable, because his left arm is made of vibranium.