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It's not the first time today he wondered if he had somehow wandered into a farce. Everything that could have gone wrong had gone wrong today. It was not HIS fault, not at all. It was all the fault of his dear 'partner'. Sam leveled a glare at Barnes and tugged again for the nth time the 'rope' that tied his wrist to that of Barnes'. Except of course there was no 'tie', just a smooth single line that wrapped around his wrist then lead to Barne's wrist to do the same. Deceptively weak looking but resisted all attempts at cutting or ripping it apart.

"This is all your fault." He hissed at the other man as he ducked down to avoid another round of bullets being fired in their direction. "This was supposed to be an easy get in-grab the data-and out mission. Not a get-stuck-together-for-who-knows-how-long-and-get-chased-and-shot-at-by-at-least-half-of-hydra mission." The day had started off so well too. Right up until he had to fill in for Clint in this mission. Clint who was out of the count due to food poisoning. At this point, he'd rather trade places with Clint.

sabriel

This is the meme for playing out mer/mer or mer/human interactions. As long as at least one participant is half fish, it goes here! ... OK, I guess you could be a selkie.

( pRompTs heRe )

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assuming

windowbuster

He wasn't supposed to be out so soon during the aftermath of a storm, especially one that was as big as a hurricane. Especially not one of this magnitude. But his body, after the series of treatments containing nasty tasting potions as concocted by Erskine had worked, was strong and new to him, and he loved doing all the things that his weak and sick body couldn't do before.

One of those things were riding the still-strong waves in search of interesting human artifacts to bring back to the clan. There was always more floating around after a storm, especially the bigger pieces, from shipwrecks and things that humans have left carelessly unsecured on their ships when a storm hit. Now he's actually strong enough to bring the bigger pieces home and could go further than he could before. Some of the more interesting pieces he will keep for himself but other would be given to friends or traded for other things.

In the far distance under the sunshine that was starting to peak out from the clearing storm clouds, he spotted the glint of metal and started to swim towards it, eager to find out what his first find of the day would be.

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whatsfondue

Las Vegas had changed quite a bit in the last 70 years. The last time he was here this was only a back water town, a pit stop on the USO tour on their way west. Now it was an entire city that catered to tourists. Steve wandered around among the flashy buildings and (mostly) gaudily dressed tourists in the strip, looking for signs that matched the descriptions in the report he was given for HYDRA.

Nothing. Nothing that stood out to him of course.

Usually something like this was best assigned to Natasha or Clint, but Clint was on medical leave, and he'd been outvoted when it came to another mission that Bucky and Natasha had left on a day before he'd left. Thor and Bruce wasn't even considered and Tony had meetings Ms. Potts had said he was not allowed to get out of unless it was a global emergency. Tony had clapped on on the back and told him to go wild, which Steve had rolled his eyes at. He shook his head at a poster advertising spa and massages and decided to find somewhere quieter for lunch away from the main strip.

Of course, it was on his way out that he spotted a familiar face, a HYDRA agent they'd been on the lookout for the last few months. Of course Steve will put off his lunch to follow. And of course, something will go wrong and the last Steve remembered was feeling a pinch at the back of his neck and then blacking out

whatsfondue

As Steve sat on a bed in the medical wing of Stark Tower, he wondered if there was something in the air these days that he and Bucky were trading off being injured from month to month. First there was Bucky's leg injury, then he'd been lost in the jungle for a week, followed by Bucky's issues with his arm and now he'd been hit by something of HYDRA's in the last mission to end up like this. This, being the effects of the serum seemingly to have disappeared entirely, leaving him with his pre-serum body and its issues. Tony had gaped at him on listening to Steve's laundry list of medical issues before demanding 'how the hell did you survive into adulthood?' They'd all known he'd been sickly as pre-serum but apparently it had never sunk in as to how bad it actually was. He had to admit it did sound bad on paper but he'd live (mostly) fine for twenty-one years in that body and he'll deal with it today.

At least seventy years later modern medicine has developed far enough that they had medicine to help alleviate some of the symptoms of the worst of his body's poor health. The shots he'd been given and the huge amount of pills laying on the side table was proof of that. Tony was talking about developing some sort of bubble to keep him safe. He appreciated the thought but firmly vetoed that idea. The entire team wanted him to stay in the Tower where JARVIS could monitor his health twenty-four by seven. That he also tried to argue against; he 'd lived alone after his mother's death in this body until the day he joined the army, there shouldn't be any problems with him heading back to his far more upscale apartment.

He scowled darkly and started planning his escape. JARVIS would no doubt tell on him the moment he left but there were still one or two things he could do to make sure he at least got a head start. And once he was back in his apartment, it'll be hard to move him back.

whatsfondue

Steve shifted restlessly in bed, his forehead furrowing as he dreamed. His sleep was light and uneasy and has been ever since Bucky went off on a mission with several of the other Avengers a few days ago. Rationally it was the right thing to do, he knew. Bucky has been joining him for the last few missions with the Avengers and those missions have gone more or less smoothly so far and logically the next step would be for Bucky to try working WITH them without him constantly looking over their shoulders. And this was mission that requires more of Bucky's stealth and sniping skills and less of his own, so it makes it a good one to do a 'test run'.

It doesn't stop him from worrying though, especially when they're late from returning. At least, it wasn't anything like the time he got lost in the jungle for a week with no communication (Tony had upgraded their communication devices yet again recently), Natasha had called in saying they were delayed and will be back within a day or two.

While they were gone, he'd tried to fill his time up as to stop himself from brooding so much. All the paperwork has been filed (not that he had much to do, he makes a point of doing his share of paperwork in an orderly and timely fashion unlike others he could think of such as Tony), worked out in the gym that he had destroyed even a few of the specially-enhanced punching bags, done some more reading in history and politics, tried to get started on a few sketches he'd been thinking of doing, and experimented with a few dishes he hoped Bucky will like.

As light as his sleep was, it doesn't take much to wake him when he feels someone stepping inside the bedroom. Steve kept still however and his breathing light and easy and pretended to stay asleep. If it was an intruder, the shield was in easy reach underneath the bed.

whatsfondue

Bad luck always comes in threes.

Steve had never been the superstitious sort before (he was Catholic). First there had been an accident with Banner that had lead to a last minute switch-up in assigned team members for this mission. Then there had been an accident in an Stark Industries owned factory that left Stark worried, twitchy and furious. Not a good state of mind to be doing a mission with.

The third of course was the attack that had brought down the quinjet over the thickly grown jungles Steve was currently hiking alone through right now, having been forced (for once it was not his idea to jump out of a plane without a parachute) to hastily exit the plane while it was on fire. He'd been separated from the rest of the team in the explosion; he hoped they were alright...no, he KNOWS they are all fine. Now it was only a matter of getting back to civilization and getting in back in touch with the rest of the Avengers. Any civilization, he wasn't picky at this point.

He didn't know that by the time he made his way out of the bush into civilization, more than a week would have passed.

whatsfondue

He had promised Bucky that the next mission he has Bucky can come along. He'd given Bucky a few days notice as promised, warned the Avengers not to make a fuss. Mission was a simple one; the new SHIELD under Director Coulson had found a HYDRA cell holed up in one of SHIELD's old remote bases. The info passed to them suggested they've been experimenting with biological weapons, something that made them all angry.

The mission started off well, with them hitting the Hydra cell unawares and and taking out targeted objectives one by one with no casualties or even minor problems. The complication came when they were doing one last check of the premises before destroying it.

An explosion came from the back, marked Storage L, just as Steve was about to step into that section of the base. Immediately his shield came up to cover him and his partner, even so the resulting shockwave was almost enough to knock him over.

"Bucky? Are you alright?"

moreweaponsthanyou

Continuation from Tolkien AU Meme

[Fili's not fond of cold soup either, but most of his attention is on Kili, so he drinks it without comment or complaint.]

I know. When spring comes, we will have better. [When spring comes, surely his body will have recovered to go out hunting more often, and there will be more game to find, especially Kili's favourite.. He doesn't need his voice to hunt.]

sabriel

- Post your character, name, and series in the subject. Include any preferences as well. You can also request any character under the active portion of my muselist. (You can also try requesting an in-active muse, but there's a much higher possibility I'd say no)
- Pick a scene type, and an actual scene to play out. Or go roll the RNG. Up to you.
- Have fun! I don't mind slow and backtagging.
- In cause you're wondering why this is missing a section, it's because I took out the smut option. I have no objections to rping smut but I rather do it after we've been threading/and talking ooc for a bit and under a separate locked post.

( pick your poison )

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This list does not include the chars I completely failed at. Like a lot of my tenipuri ones. And ones that I didn't port over from LJ.

( Abandon all hope, ye who click here )

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