june intro log overflow

[hohnkai]

This is an overflow for the intro post.

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James "Fun in the Sun" Barnes

[sidecars]

( for HAMILTON )

[sidecars]

What to do? What to do?

[ Hamilton needs the perfect beach shirt, and this isn't something you can rush. There's plenty of options in the human section. ]

We need something that says "I'm fun!", potentially mysterious or dangerous. But not too dangerous...

[outwrite]

[For Hamilton's part, he's been content just going through his steadily-growing pile of notes. But Jim insists on outfitting him with clothes that are more in line with what people of the future apparently wear to the beach, and if they're going to be here for awhile, then it probably isn't a bad idea.

Jim's criteria gets a chuckle out of him as his eyes wander around the store, taking in all the strange styles without settling on a particular one. Everything is just so damn much...]

As long as you don't grab something that'll get me punched in the face, Barnes, I'm fine with whatever.

[sidecars]

Uhh... Well okay, I can't promise that? But I will do my best!

[ Setting Hamilton in front of the visual display, he flips through shirt after shirt in the quest to find the perfect one. ]

Ooo here we go...

[ He changes the color of the tank top a few times until it compliments the text: I Flexed and the Sleeves Fell Off. ]

[outwrite]

"I flexed, and the sleeves...?"

[As soon as the words click, Hamilton erupts into laughter.]

Oh my god...! [He's gasping for breath.] This is...[Okay, it's hard to get the words out when he's still laughing his ass off.] This is an actual thing? People wear this??

[sidecars]

I... I guess! They sure don't in my time. But I feel like you need it. This might be fate.

[ With only a little bit of struggle, Bucky adds it to their inventory list and heads in a new direction. ]

You need shades, too. Those are important.

[outwrite]

Well, when you think about it, our first meeting was pretty much fate. I feel this is just a natural extension of that.

[Hamilton easily falls into step alongside Jim, his mouth still twisted into a smile.]

Hmm, a fair point. I saw some umbrellas awhile back, actually, if you wanted to go have a look.

[sidecars]

Ha, you're cute.

[ Bucky doesn't even break his stride for the man's misunderstanding. He knows exactly where they are headed: to get sunglasses of course! And when he reaches a large screen featuring some kind of interactive advertisement showcasing the wonders of sunglasses, he turns around to meet the man's confusion with a dimpled grin. ]

I'm talkin' sunglasses, pal.

[outwrite]

[He just flashes Jim a cheeky grin. Oh, he knows.]

[When they arrive at the display, though, Hamilton takes a moment to study the models.] ...Oh. [That puts a damper on his mood for a moment, if only because he hates looking like an idiot.] So they just...shield your eyes, then.

[sidecars]

And they make you the cat's meow! [ A real hip fella. He comes up to a mirror and instantly a pair of shades materialize around his face. ] I, of course, am going with the aviator style. It goes well with my wonderful service record...

( for BUCKO )

[sidecars]

(( from here ))

[ Fiiine, be a party pooper. Bucky trudges back to dry land and sits beside his other self. ]

Course I can. I'd be a shitty soldier if I couldn't.

[dislocked]

[ 'Soldier' leaves an unpleasant aftertaste in his mouth, the memory of having any and all agency stripped away from him, an extension of Hydra's will and nothing more.

He pauses. ] Ever thought of doing something else?

[sidecars]

I'm not good at anything else.

[ Says the boy who knows five languages and aces science and math classes. ]

[dislocked]

That's not true.

[ Bucky might not know five languages before he became the Winter Soldier, but he had a vague impression of himself being excellent at his studies. Surely that would've carried over? But Bucky doesn't want to push. The other Steve -- he needs him, too. He's very sure of it. ]

[sidecars]

Mmm [ Leaning over he lets out a humorless laugh. ] Yeah it is. I was stuck in jail when a recruiter came by and bailed me out.

Pretty sure it'd just be another day, another cell if I was back home doin' anything else...

[dislocked]

Jail? What did you do?

[ Because what. ]

[sidecars]

I uh... You know, started a brawl... in a bar.

[ To say nothing about the fact that he was underage at the time. ]

Messed a few faces up. That sorta thing.

( for KOBRA )

[sidecars]

(( From here ))

Ack! [ There's several ways Bucky can break out of the hold, but most include compound fractures, so that's out. Instead he goes for another trick. ] Okay, okay! No more! I give!!

[goodluckkobra]

[ Getting his breath back under control, Kobra loosens his grip with a laugh. ] That's what happens when you mess with The Kobra Kid.

[sidecars]

[ All according to plan. With a sly grin he launches himself again at the guy, effectively getting him on his back against the wet sandy shore. ]

Kobra Kid? [ SORRY BUT HE IS GONNA SNICKER! ] Is that your super villain name?

[goodluckkobra]

[ Kobra falls with a loud oomph. ]

No way, asshole! It's my super hero name!

[ And then he uses his super bony powers to try to elbow his way to freedom. He fights about as dirty as possible and it's only the friendly nature of the altercation that keeps him from throwing sand in Bucky's eyes, but even friendly won't keep him fighting fair.

He tries to use all the dirty tactics to flip them over. ]

[sidecars]

[ Augh, pointy elbows! Those bitches hurt, no matter who you are. ]

Owwwah! Jerk! [ He's going to have bruises on his sternum from this bullshit, but pain is negligible when the real prize is remaining on top. So that elbow? It needs to go. ] Hero my lily what ass!

[ Every time he throws it Bucky snaps at his forearm until he finally catches it with his teeth and bites down. Nothing to break the skin (this is all for fun after all), but isn't above making another grown ass yelp. ]

[goodluckkobra]

[ It's probably not the intended affect that Kobra finds the bite kind of hot, but he does. Still, he's not going to be a total creep about it, even if he's pretty sure that play-wrestling is basically always a prelude to sex unless you're Fun Ghoul or an actual child.

Instead he laughs again and twists under Bucky, trying to get leverage. ]

I'm an awesome hero. Fuckin' famous back home.

[ Or, you know, wanted. ]

[sidecars]

I'll believe that when I see it! Now hold still and accept your defeat!!

[ He grabs at one arm to pin it down, but Kobra is fighting like a real scrapper. He can't focus on any one part of him because all of him is squirming like a bag of cats. ]

[goodluckkobra]

[ Kobra leans up right in Bucky's face, voice low. ]

What'll you give me if I do?

[ Oh, yes, he is flirting now. ]