James Buchanan 'Bucky' Barnes (
nerves_of_ice) wrote2022-08-08 07:43 pm
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[Virginia AU] we rose up from the falling waters
A little over a week goes by, and as it does Bucky falls into a pattern, slow but sure. He wakes with Sharon in the mornings, shares coffee and something that suffices for breakfast, then works a little on searches and checking contacts and sources from other time zones and locations. Mid-morning finds him at the Task Force offices with Riley and his team. Early afternoon finds him meeting with Ross, if there's any reason to; mid-afternoon he checks in with Steve, with Tony, or with Natasha before he goes back to tracing rumors and hints.
Today's different, though. Today is Sharon's first day back at work after her suspension, and Bucky's determined not to do a single damn thing that might possibly make it difficult for her.
Today's different, though. Today is Sharon's first day back at work after her suspension, and Bucky's determined not to do a single damn thing that might possibly make it difficult for her.
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He comes back to join her at the table, reaching for his phone and the tablet he's using to write. "Let's see what we can figure out."
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(It's been ages since she's been to Busan. She wonders if Nakia remembers it.)
"Sir," she says, as she sits down and hands over a hard copy of her report. She grins. "Ever been to Korea?"
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God, it's good to have her back on duty.
"Give me the high points, Carter, what do I need to know?"
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She meets his eyes. "Everyone knows Secretary Ross is always looking for unique ways to shore up US defenses."
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She reaches to flip through the report, landing on the team she's identified. "I've recommended a team of field agents and analysts here."
Butter wouldn't melt in her mouth as she continues. "I also recommend including Sergeant Barnes. There's no doubt the Avengers have a vested interest in the sale of black market vibranium, and he's the only one whose identity as an Avenger isn't public yet."
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“It’s a perfect first opportunity for a joint operation,” she says, instead. “Obviously he couldn’t be visible at the meet, or Klaue will know something’s up, but his skill set and intel would be useful on this op.”
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"I don't want to ask it," he says, short and gruff. "So tell me why I don't have to. In detail."
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"Aside from the work he's already done on this, he's familiar with deals for controlled materials and his instincts in the field are impeccable. And we don't know who or what Klaue might bring for backup; better to have an ace up our sleeve in case he tries to surprise us and take the cash and the vibranium."
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"Give me a break, we're navigating new skies here," he grumbles. "Okay. We'll bring him. If there's a good way to camouflage that arm of his."
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"I'll send the message through our contacts and arrange the meet."
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She has a vague idea of how that could happen, and it involves Bucky waiting for an unsuspecting Klaue outside the casino... but she'll work out the details later. "I'll send you the confirmation when it comes," she tells him, and gives her boss a critical glance up and down.
"Maybe go get your good suit dry-cleaned."
With that, she heads out, thinking of how she'll explain the op to Bucky and the team, her mind more than halfway in Busan already.
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Steve has a lot of questions, but Bucky thinks once they talk it through that he's comfortable enough with the plan to be willing not to insist on anyone else joining in. It shouldn't need anyone, all things considered - simple surveillance, a staged deal, and a probable apprehension or more surveillance afterward. He could handle that himself, if needed; he's done so before.
Lunchtime comes and passes, and he's settling in with yet another cup of coffee for final review of intel in the early afternoon before he heads out to check a few contacts and do some planning that doesn't involve sitting at a desk.
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"They're using Stark Tech, Tony," Steve pointed out, but Tony waved him off. "Yeah, commercial Stark Tech. Better than most other organizations, but not better than what we've got."
Steve had shrugged at him. "What do you want to do, send them a care package?"
"I'll do one better," Tony had promised, which is how he's now found himself strolling off the landing pad on the roof of the Task Force Berlin headquarters, suitcase in hand as his suit retracts and as he ignores the questions from the security officers who'd been sent to greet him. "I'm here to prep a member of my team for a joint mission," he tells them, without breaking stride. "Just tell me where I can find Barnes and I'll be out of your hair."
He sips at the coffee he'd stopped to get and makes his way inside as one of the men mutters something into an earpiece and then offers to show him the way.
Finding the office, where Barnes is working on...who knows what, he leans on the doorframe and knocks with the knuckles of the hand holding his coffee. "Hey, got a minute?"
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Bucky nods to a chair. "If that works for you. Or I can see about finding one of the million conference rooms they've got scattered all over the place."
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He pushes the chair back but doesn't sit, just comes close enough to set the suitcase on the table and open it. Inside, tucked into foam, is a series of surveillance and communication equipment. "I'm just here to make sure you're properly outfitted for this mission."
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He presses lightly down on the foam and something gives with a click; lifting the section away, he reveals another compartment containing body armor. "What, you think I'd let you go out and represent the Avengers without being properly outfitted?"
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Bucky gets up so he can get a better look down into the case, intrigued despite himself. "I hadn't thought about it, to be honest. I was planning on raiding one of my caches."
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He lifts out the armor, which passes for a jacket and slim-fitting trousers. "Doesn't sound like you'll be seeing much action for this outing, but better to be prepared. Those should fit, but let me know if they need any adjustments after you've tried them out."
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He accepts it and lets out a silent whistle as he notes how light it is, and how flexible. “I will. Thanks.” Something about the design catches his eye, and he studies it for a moment.
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