[ it was a suggestion howard himself was about to make so it's easy enough to agree. ]
I'll be there.
[ and for once he is, on time and everything. he's wearing a much more sober demeanor than bucky might be accustomed to even as he gets up to greet the other man. he smiles and there's even a crinkle in his eyes -- it really is good to see him. ] Barnes. [ he nods, holding out his hand for a shake. ]
[ It's the most agonizing twenty minutes in recent history, but he comes armed with half a liter of vodka. Actually seeing Howard is another thing entirely, and he can feel his heart beating in his throat. ]
Stark. [ He only hesitates a moment before shaking his hand, but pulls away just as quick. Bucky nods his head down the hallway. ]
I know someplace private we can talk. [ He doesn't wait for a reply, just turns and starts walking toward one of the more secluded corners of the ship that has yet to be taken up. He would have monopolized Natasha's dance studio, but Bucky's not sure about how many people she's shared it with, and he doesn't want to share it for her. ]
[ his eyes light on that bottle almost hungrily, but he holds it together long enough to get through bucky's characteristically brief greeting. as happy as he is to see that vodka, he knows something is about to go down and he's not ready. whatever it is he just knows he isn't ready.
but as with anything else he jumps in feet first and without much thought at all. he follows bucky down the hallway without too much hesitation either. ] You're starting to freak me out. [ an admission he might not usually give out, but he's about at the end of his rope here. ]
[ He's freaked to hell, too, but dammit he's trying to keep composure. This is a big thing, and he wants to handle it with a little more tact than the situation had been in the past. Bucky doesn't want to tell him necessarily what's going to happen. Not outright. Gleaning what information he can first might soften the blow that things are going to go pear-shaped. Though Howard might already have come to that conclusion just by being back.
Once they're in a secluded enough spot, he sits against the wall and offers Howard the bottle. ]
[ oh. now he feels bad!! howard sits by bucky and accepts the bottle, offering the other man a wan sort of smile. ]
I'm guessing I'll need this before you get started. [ don't worry, he's already taking a generous swig. he almost doesn't feel the burn. it's just nice to have booze okay. even if he knows it's preceding something fucked up. ]
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Do you? Want to.
Should we have this conversation in person?
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Twenty minutes. Iskaulit.
[ It's a conversation best had in private, but on neutral ground. ]
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I'll be there.
[ and for once he is, on time and everything. he's wearing a much more sober demeanor than bucky might be accustomed to even as he gets up to greet the other man. he smiles and there's even a crinkle in his eyes -- it really is good to see him. ] Barnes. [ he nods, holding out his hand for a shake. ]
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Stark. [ He only hesitates a moment before shaking his hand, but pulls away just as quick. Bucky nods his head down the hallway. ]
I know someplace private we can talk. [ He doesn't wait for a reply, just turns and starts walking toward one of the more secluded corners of the ship that has yet to be taken up. He would have monopolized Natasha's dance studio, but Bucky's not sure about how many people she's shared it with, and he doesn't want to share it for her. ]
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but as with anything else he jumps in feet first and without much thought at all. he follows bucky down the hallway without too much hesitation either. ] You're starting to freak me out. [ an admission he might not usually give out, but he's about at the end of his rope here. ]
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[ He's freaked to hell, too, but dammit he's trying to keep composure. This is a big thing, and he wants to handle it with a little more tact than the situation had been in the past. Bucky doesn't want to tell him necessarily what's going to happen. Not outright. Gleaning what information he can first might soften the blow that things are going to go pear-shaped. Though Howard might already have come to that conclusion just by being back.
Once they're in a secluded enough spot, he sits against the wall and offers Howard the bottle. ]
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I'm guessing I'll need this before you get started. [ don't worry, he's already taking a generous swig. he almost doesn't feel the burn. it's just nice to have booze okay. even if he knows it's preceding something fucked up. ]