Date: 2015-09-18 03:42 pm (UTC)
disassembling: (WS - Killing shot)
After being pent up the car all day, this freedom and the motion of his limbs was a good thing. It was the kind of motion that would allow him to rest tonight, assuming that he and Steve didn't just end up wrestling on the ground until they were exhausted and sleep wherever appeared to be comfortable at the time. This was what they both needed.

The Soldier turned his head when Steve was driven off of the opportunity to pass him, the corner of his lip rising in a smirk as he sped on, making the corner easily and down on the newest straight. "There is no cheating between super-soldiers," he called back. "And this is competition. I expect to fight for my win." He picked up his pace, moving his legs faster because Steve's longer gait was still a dangerous thing for him to deal with constantly.
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