[ Alrightie, well, this guy's immediately removed from the potential allies list. Ten seconds in and he's already coming out about his STDs - on the bright side, it's too goddamn weird to be anything Bucky's mind would conjure up, so probably not a hallucination. His face shifts into something flat and unimpressed, but fortunately they're both spared by the thickening clouds of bullshit.
Barnes shoots a glance back in the direction from which he'd come, then shrugs at Jock Itch. ]
Worse back that way.
[ Is all he'll say, and then he's picking up his feet and moving the hell onward from- ]
-strap him down-
[ From nowhere, a gurney wheels itself forth from the fog steered by a nurse on either side and proceeded by a man who must be some kind of doctor or surgeon, decked from head to toe in professional baby blue scrubs and with a paper mask over his face. In one hand, a syringe. In the other, a bone saw.
Barnes ogles, then shoots a look at DP as if to say you seeing this shit? ]
sometimes it just happens prematurely it's okay
Barnes shoots a glance back in the direction from which he'd come, then shrugs at Jock Itch. ]
Worse back that way.
[ Is all he'll say, and then he's picking up his feet and moving the hell onward from- ]
-strap him down-
[ From nowhere, a gurney wheels itself forth from the fog steered by a nurse on either side and proceeded by a man who must be some kind of doctor or surgeon, decked from head to toe in professional baby blue scrubs and with a paper mask over his face. In one hand, a syringe. In the other, a bone saw.
Barnes ogles, then shoots a look at DP as if to say you seeing this shit? ]