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]

Despite what he'd just said, Bucky is startled when his hand is taken and examined so closely. He manages a tense smile, and nods. "Well, they at least don't recognize it as a weapon," he replies quietly. "Yeah, it's almost the same as my flesh hand, just a little less temperature sensitive, a little less pain sensitive," he agrees.

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Really? That's kinda cool!" Duo was smiling as he, with surprising gentleness now he knew Bucky actually had feeling in the hand, turned it over to check out the palm. "... It's really well made. But it's a weapon too?" He glanced up and smirked. "You're not tellin me this can transform into some kinda bazooka?"

[luckybucky]

He nods, watching the way Duo inspects his hand. "It doesn't have anything hidden inside of it, but it's stronger than my flesh one, and the metal it's made from is almost impossible to damage. I can use it as a shield to deflect bullets, or to crush things in my hand, even to throw myself around if I need to. It's more useful than it sounds, really."

[maxwellsdaemon]

"So no bazooka? Damn." Duo was clearly teasing, but he was nice enough to let go of Bucky's hand and drop his own into his lap. "But even normal fleshy hands can be weapons, right? And it's not like you can't do delicate things with that hand. You cook, you held my hand when I helped you up without breaking every bone in it. So it's not just a weapon. It's just an arm with an awesome tattoo and perks like being bullet proof! Maybe that's why people don't realise it's a weapon?" Now, if it was a bazooka...

[luckybucky]

He huffs out a little laugh and shakes his head. "I guess that's true. I've just used it for killing so many times, it's hard for me to see it as anything else, but if you didn't know..." it really did just look like a fancy prosthetic. "Maybe I really should try painting it."

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Like I said, anythin can be a weapon in the right, or wrong, hands." Duo grinned and lifted his own hands and wiggled his fingers. "I've done my fair share and don't have a fancy metal arm to blame. Yours just has more bells and whistles than my hands!" And it looked way cooler. So when Bucky mentioned painting it, Duo laughed. "With what? Go-faster stripes? I think your arm looks pretty damn cool! Don't need to hide it, man. Why would ya do that? Be your awesome self!"

[luckybucky]

"I was thinking of trying to make it a little more like a normal hand. More so I can forget what it was used for, than tricking other people," he replies with a little smile. "I've kept it covered pretty much constantly for the last couple of years."

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Own it." Duo's demeanour changed in the blink of an eye. The smile was gone, replaced by an odd calm, though there was an intensity to his violet gaze. "The past, whatever you did, whatever happened, made you who you are right now. So own that shit. Use it. Make it work for you. Running from it, hidin it, doesn't fix the problem." He leaned forward a little. "It's your choice what you do. But it'd suck knowin you were coverin up a part of yourself."

[luckybucky]

That had Bucky blinking, and actually leaning back a little when Duo was leaning in. He looks down at his hand, flexing his metal fingers again and pressing his mouth into a tight frown. "Maybe," he admits quietly. "But I still have to piece together who I am, after everything that happened to me." He manages a small smile.

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Sure you do." His tone gentled then, along with his expression. "That's the hard part... findin who you are. I get it. But I think that's a 'one day at a time' kinda thing, don't you?" Duo tilted his head, and just like that the big smile was right back there again and he pulled back, in fact he leaned further back and stretched out his legs. "But that's the fun part! You can be anyone you damn well want, Bucky ol' boy! You can be the Void Warrior they need or the best damn cook you can be!"

[luckybucky]

He hums in agreement, offering a little smile. "Yeah... especially here, I can be whatever I want, without much of my past clinging to me, like it would in my world," after all, everyone knows what Hydra is, and Bucky's cover was blown rather spectacularly with the fallout from Shield's demise, and now breaking out of the UN prison... he sighs, giving Duo a lopsided smile. "You're nothing but trouble, huh?"

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Trouble? Moi?" Duo tried to look shocked, he really did. It was almost real, he wasn't sure which part of what he'd said had indicated he was trouble, but he was soon laughing despite that.

"I'm just me, can't be anyone else!" Says the guy who tended to be anything but who he was, though that was in itself just a part of his personality as well. The laughter faded and the smile he gave then was apologetic, his voice low. "I don't try to be too much trouble to friends though. So I'm sorry if I am."

[luckybucky]

Bucky laughs warmly, giving his head a shake. "Oh, I mean it as the highest complement," he replies with a grin. "My best friend is the worst kind of trouble, and you remind me of him a little."

Maybe they're different brands of trouble, but he's sure he'll end up chasing after Duo just as much as he did with Steve. "You wouldn't be any fun if you weren't trouble."

[maxwellsdaemon]

"Ohhh, well in that case..." He was all smiles again. Duo had actually worried Bucky would think he was really hell bent on causing messes. He wasn't, not really. At least not for the people he liked. Nah, he tended to reserve that for the people he didn't.

"Damn straight!" He lifted his legs to cross them where he sat perched on the edge of the counter. "If you're not having fun, are you really living?"

[luckybucky]

His eye twitched, ever so slightly, when those shoes got on the kitchen counter top. He set the ice bag aside, leaning down to get under the sink, and pulled out a rag and a spray bottle. "For when you get up," he said lightly, picking up his ice pack again and putting it back on his shoulder.

He leaned against the opposite counter, letting out a little sigh. "Oh well. Either way, I guess I need to suck it up. No matter what I decide to do with my arm..." he glanced at the kitchen ICP. "I've gotten okay at using the one in here."

[maxwellsdaemon]

Duo looked very puzzled by what Bucky was doing, but when the disinfectant was pulled out he burst out laughing. "Seriously? I've been sat up here for ages and it's my feet that's the problem?" He rolled his eyes, but he'd do as the guy wanted and he'd wipe up after himself. Not like he was filthy or anything.

He followed Bucky's gaze and then raised a brow curiously. "You don't like those things or sumthin?"