Event: Abort! Part Two (day 25, Egret). Luggage carriage

[voidtreckermods]

They are on world world#27462947582 for about five hours, helping, ushering people out of the city, fighting monsters, keeping guard. All seems well in the city itself, peaceful even except for the slight panic of people being told to move south.

Wherever they are, north in the desert, travelling through the countryside to the south or still in the city itself they will notice from their peripheral vision a darkening of the sky. Looking up they will see clouds. Strange clouds, appearing in the blue sky out of nowhere.

Their SCA’s start beeping, rapidly, flashing red. The clouds are too weird to be clouds, dark shapes in the sky. It might be that the Voidtreckers heed the warning and tap their SCA to evacuate to the train. It might be that they do not.

If they don’t then there is a moment, a moment of absolute stillness as those around them notice the shapes. A confused pause. Children stop their chatter, people stop their complaining, even the monsters seem to sense something and pause in their attacks.

The remaining voidtreckers are yanked away, even without pressing their SCA, they glow gold and disappear.

They all appear in the luggage carriage and not even a second later, with no warning the train lurches, flinging everyone off their feet as it enters the void.

It’s not really easy to tell speed in the void, but they will get the sense that they are moving fast. Faster than before, leaving that world and whatever those shapes were behind.

(OOC: Information on this event is here and part one is here)

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[luckybucky]

He huffs out a chuckle at Inigo's promise, grinning a little as he replies. "Well, as long as you promise to go look for me if I do fall off, even if it seems like there's no way anyone could survive..." He says it lightly, but the grin doesn't quite reach his eyes.

The explanation about Inigo's eye gets the warmth back in his eyes as he laughs, though. "Oh, is that all? You're just a literal prince but it's no big deal." He believes Inigo, of course, and it makes sense to him that a prince might want to keep that detail to himself in a place like this but the reluctance, the beating around the bush before putting it out there, is entirely too cute.

"You realize I'm gonna have to start calling you Your Majesty now, right?" he teases.

[flatteries]

"Bucky!"

Does Inigo realise Bucky is just teasing him? Probably.. But that also means he could definitely tease Inigo in the future by actually calling him that at some point! And apparently the very thought of that by itself is enough to get Inigo all comically worked up.

"Bucky. Bucky. Bucky." His intonation changes every time he says the name, growing from sceptical to pleading. "You're not actually going to do that, are you? You can't do that! I promise I will always go look for you whenever I can't find you, no matter what, as long as you don't actually call me that!"

[luckybucky]

He laughs, all the way from his toes, as Inigo repeats his name. "I promise not to do it in front of anyone else?" he replies helpfully, his grin wide as can be as he looks at his younger friend. "But you can't expect me not to tease you a little. What kind of friend would I be if I just did nothing with this information?"

[flatteries]

That's absolutely not helpful to Inigo at all!

"The kind of friend who respects the last shreds of dignity I have," he says, almost kind of dryly. Because Inigo is already starting to suspect this is just a fate he's not easily going to escape from.

But while that part is going along with the teasing and the jokes Bucky is making - though very reluctantly! - Inigo seems to turn a tad more serious as he speaks on.

"I mean, there is a reason why I don't tell anyone that in this place. I don't want anyone treating me strangely, or thinking of me differently than they would have otherwise."

[luckybucky]

"Dignity?" Bucky parrots. "Never heard of it," his grin is wide and warm, but when Inigo's tone turns serious, he shakes his head a little.

"I figured as much. I promise not to go around telling everyone, but you can't hold a little teasing in private against me, can you? Besides, I was an assassin, remember?" His grin widens a little. "I could be your humble and loyal servant in all things murder." He knows Inigo would never ask him to do such a thing -- or that if he did, there would be plenty of good reason for doing so.

[flatteries]

Inigo isn't too sure how to feel about that joke, since he sure doesn't like thinking of Bucky that way. On the other hand, maybe it's for the better that he can make jokes about that at this point instead of only feeling crappy about it.

So he lets out a small, half-amused sigh, before gently letting himself drop sideways enough to rest his head against Bucky's shoulder.

"I guess I can't hold that against you, yes. Though I'd prefer having a big brother to having a personal assassin." Then again, Bucky is fulfilling that big brother role perfectly exactly because of the teasing, isn't he.

[luckybucky]

Bucky grins, giving Inigo a gentle squeeze and rubbing a hand up and down the younger man's opposite arm. "Well, if your Highness insists," he replies with a chuckle that almost turns into a full laugh. "You know, I didn't realize princes were ever that close to the front lines anymore. Usually they're in cushy little offices directing troops without risking a hair out of place," even if it's the cultural norm where Inigo is from, Bucky is still at least a little bit impressed. It takes a lot of courage to run towards a fight, especially when you've been badly hurt in one before. He knows that on a very personal level.

[flatteries]

"Some do that," Inigo admits. Okay, sure, they're not exactly offices back in Inigo's time, but he gets the general gist of what Bucky is trying to say here. Inigo has heard of plenty of kings who left pretty much all of the fighting over to the soldiers, never bothering to head out to the battlefield themselves.

Even the thought of that doesn't feel right. Especially when Inigo thinks that those soldiers out on the field - they're like Bucky. They have their own hopes and dreams and future.. if they're putting all of that on the line, then the guys up top ought to do the same.

"But that just never felt right to me. I mean.. there were people out there struggling to survive every day. It wouldn't be right for me to do any less than them."

[luckybucky]

Bucky huffs out a little laugh, smiling at his little brother with a shake of his head. "No, I don't imagine it would've. You've got too much heart for that. But prince or not, it's still important to look after yourself, too. If people can rely on you, then you can rely on them." He knows, very personally, just how hard that advice is to take, but he can't help himself from offering it.

"And you can rely on me to make lunch, because I'm starved. Get your shirt back on and we can head down to the dining car." They've shared a lot, and it's starting to feel a little weird, so he's just trying to inject some normalcy back into their day. With an abrupt change of subject, and a noisy growl from his stomach.

[flatteries]

It's advice that Inigo is notoriously bad at following.

But.. somehow when it's Bucky of all people saying it.. he can tell himself to at least try a little bit to hold himself to it. To try and reach out. Maybe not to everyone, but at least to Bucky, who now knows pretty much everything about him.

He wants to try relying on him a bit, if he can.

"Bucky-made lunch?" He smiles, easily going along with the lighter subject. He moves to pick up his shirt and put it on again. "You're spoiling me."

Hey, he likes Bucky's food. It's why he endures the cooking lessons he gets dragged into every now and then!

"Let's do it."

[luckybucky]

Bucky is very reliable, so long as no one is mind-controlling him. At which point he's really not very reliable to anyone because all it takes is a good whack on the noggin for him to snap out of it. But the point is that he's more than happy to have Inigo relying on him.

"Well, you're family," Bucky replies as he pulls his shirt back on, too. "It's my job to both spoil you and tease you endlessly," he flashes a grin and gets up, opening the door for him and gesturing with far more of a flourish than usual. "But you're gonna have to help me decide what to make for lunch, because right now all I'm thinking up is sandwiches." And sandwiches are boring.

sounds like a good place to wrap this one? c:

[flatteries]

Inigo walks through the door, though the moment he's gone through it, he turns around so he can make sure to smile at Bucky.

"I'm sure we can think something up once we find out ingredients await us." Inigo reaches out, grabbing Bucky's flesh hand to hold it with his own without hesitation. A moment later he's already impatiently tugging him along. "Come on, let's go, let's go!"