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James Buchanan 'Bucky' Barnes ([personal profile] nerves_of_ice) wrote2022-09-17 05:37 pm
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[oom] training ground

He'd made a promise, and he intends to deliver. He just also intends to make sure it's not the sort of thing that draws an audience - especially not any of the kids.

It takes a little while to find a clearing further out but within reasonable distance of the hut, then a little bit longer to set it up with a waterproof chest and some basic equipment. But eventually it's ready, or good enough as.

Once the goats are taken care of for the morning, he takes up position under the usual shade tree to scratch out a few notes in his latest journal and to wait for Sharon to drop by. If she's got time this afternoon, if she's not busy with Shuri or Ayo, well, then they'll see.
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[personal profile] from_the_outside 2022-09-19 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
She switches off the string lights, but lets the music stay on, playing something soft and slow, then comes to join him, holding out her hand.

"Sit down with me?"
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[personal profile] from_the_outside 2022-09-19 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes."

Completely, wholly. She doesn't hesitate to answer, not when she has the answer right here at her fingertips.

He'd been so worried, she knows. That she was unhappy. That she felt trapped and restless. But she has a goal, now, and a few things of her own, and this evening is so perfect she couldn't imagine how it could be better. "You?"
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[personal profile] from_the_outside 2022-09-19 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good."

Sharon curls her legs to the side to sit on her hip and puts her head on his shoulder, leaning against him. She holds the flute delicately in her fingers, sipping now and then as they watch the stars gleam overhead.