“Great plan,” Bucky says, gamely digging into the pie, letting loose a kind of contented sigh at the flavour: Darcy was right. And in this warm southern autumn, eating dessert with a cute girl with their friends scattered around them, the day feels— normal? Almost normal. If he squints and pretends some of the people aren’t wearing sorcerer’s robes, this could be any other Labor Day barbecue from decades ago. Any other day before everything in the world had changed for him.
“What are Thor and Jane like?” he finds himself asking, in a pause between bites of dessert, reaching for more of those shreds of normalcy (asking her about her friends, showing interest in her life, that’s what you’re supposed to do, right?). “I’ve never met her. And I only met him briefly, and there were— there was a lot going on.”
He’d fought alongside the demi-god, but hadn’t really spoken to him. The Battle of Earth had meant literally hundreds of combatants, soaked in blood and adrenaline, a milling chaos in the immediate aftermath trying to figure out what to do next; Steve had stepped up to help organise people, but Bucky had been quiet while haunting his side, not speaking much to the others.
His question drew her gaze back over to her best friend. Jane was doing better these days, but it was still touch and go at times. Thor made sure to stay close. He tended to her every need, no matter how small. She was doing better in Asgard. The culmination of both science and magic doing things that neither could achieve alone. "You know what, why I don't bring you over and introduce you?" she suggested to him. "They don't bite. Thor's the friendliest guy you'll ever meet. And Jane is-- well, she's Jane. When she's not spewing science, she's making moony eyes at Thor."
Her tone was full of fondness. She took another bite of pie and gestured for him to follow her over towards them. "Val is the King of New Asgard. Thor gave her the mantle after everything," she explained to him. She wanted to give him the rundown, so he wasn't going in blind. "She's cool and definitely good people. She likes to keep people on her toes."
She liked Bucky. She thought they'd all hair to him pretty well. Darcy thought Thor might find something kindred with him. They were both warriors. They'd both suffered losses. She truly thought that visiting New Asgard would be good for his spirit.
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Date: 2022-11-26 07:08 pm (UTC)“What are Thor and Jane like?” he finds himself asking, in a pause between bites of dessert, reaching for more of those shreds of normalcy (asking her about her friends, showing interest in her life, that’s what you’re supposed to do, right?). “I’ve never met her. And I only met him briefly, and there were— there was a lot going on.”
He’d fought alongside the demi-god, but hadn’t really spoken to him. The Battle of Earth had meant literally hundreds of combatants, soaked in blood and adrenaline, a milling chaos in the immediate aftermath trying to figure out what to do next; Steve had stepped up to help organise people, but Bucky had been quiet while haunting his side, not speaking much to the others.
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Date: 2022-11-27 09:50 pm (UTC)Her tone was full of fondness. She took another bite of pie and gestured for him to follow her over towards them. "Val is the King of New Asgard. Thor gave her the mantle after everything," she explained to him. She wanted to give him the rundown, so he wasn't going in blind. "She's cool and definitely good people. She likes to keep people on her toes."
She liked Bucky. She thought they'd all hair to him pretty well. Darcy thought Thor might find something kindred with him. They were both warriors. They'd both suffered losses. She truly thought that visiting New Asgard would be good for his spirit.