Bucky Barnes (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
readytocomply) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
entrancelogs2016-12-04 02:04 pm
readytocomply) wrote in entrancelogs2016-12-04 02:04 pm
Entry tags:
| closed | life moves very fast
Who: Bucky and various
Where: Hell
When: During the event
Rating: Will update as needed
Summary: Fighting and general event shenanigans
The Story:
Closed to Steve:
[Waking up in a strange place was disorienting, no more so than waking up in the orchard had been, but that's because he was getting used to all these events. All he had to do was make it through them and everything would go back to normal. He blinks awake that first morning, tense at the unfamiliar surroundings, only to roll right over into Steve.
He's immediately more calm, not relaxed, but better.]
Wake up, Steve.
[His hand on Steve's shoulder, he gently shakes.]
There's an event.
[Everything had been good the night before. No nightmares, falling asleep with Steve curled around him, but the longer he's awake, the more pissed he is about it all. He's frustrated with how often the events come around.]
Closed to Mettaton:
[After finding out where they are and what's going on, to the best of his ability, Bucky goes looking for his people. Those he cares about and wants to make sure are okay. It's methodical, how he crosses them off the list one by one, no real way to find anyone other than search each hut until he does.
Relief washes over him when he sees the robot.]
Mettaton.
[Sure, he's just busted in on a hut that wasn't his without asking if he could come in first, but they're in Hell and certain allowances have to be made.]
Is everything okay? [He glances around them.] Are you okay?
[After checking, then he'd tell Mettaton that he's feeling differently down here. He has the right to know.]
Where: Hell
When: During the event
Rating: Will update as needed
Summary: Fighting and general event shenanigans
The Story:
Closed to Steve:
[Waking up in a strange place was disorienting, no more so than waking up in the orchard had been, but that's because he was getting used to all these events. All he had to do was make it through them and everything would go back to normal. He blinks awake that first morning, tense at the unfamiliar surroundings, only to roll right over into Steve.
He's immediately more calm, not relaxed, but better.]
Wake up, Steve.
[His hand on Steve's shoulder, he gently shakes.]
There's an event.
[Everything had been good the night before. No nightmares, falling asleep with Steve curled around him, but the longer he's awake, the more pissed he is about it all. He's frustrated with how often the events come around.]
Closed to Mettaton:
[After finding out where they are and what's going on, to the best of his ability, Bucky goes looking for his people. Those he cares about and wants to make sure are okay. It's methodical, how he crosses them off the list one by one, no real way to find anyone other than search each hut until he does.
Relief washes over him when he sees the robot.]
Mettaton.
[Sure, he's just busted in on a hut that wasn't his without asking if he could come in first, but they're in Hell and certain allowances have to be made.]
Is everything okay? [He glances around them.] Are you okay?
[After checking, then he'd tell Mettaton that he's feeling differently down here. He has the right to know.]
no subject
I don't want anything, Steve.
[He crosses the space between them and points at Steve's chest.]
You're an ass, but I'm not leaving you out here alone. [He's being one, too, but he's not going to point that out.] So suck it up.
[If Steve tells Bucky to leave again, it'll be too much, but he'll do what he asks.]
no subject
Really, it's good to see Bucky assert himself like this, and it's true that there's no point in them continuing this argument when there had really been little point to it in the first place. ]
Sorry. [ He shakes his head and sighs. ] Don't know what's come over me, but I'll try not to snap at you anymore. You didn't do anything wrong.
[ There, at least he's smoothed things over a little. Steve glances over his shoulder when he hears a distant roar. ] Anyway, probably not much time for fighting right now anyway... sounds like we've got work to do.
no subject
There's no reason that he couldn't have followed his lead, he's good at that, he trusts Steve to make the right call, but he hadn't. He'd lashed out and only made things worse.]
I'm sorry, too.
[He opens his mouth to say something else when he hears that sound, eyes snapping up as he shifts to put himself between Steve and whatever the hell that sound was.] Let's go.
[This time, though, he steps to the side so that Steve can take point while he watches their backs.]