“i can’t get drunk,” he insisted. ( it didn’t make any sense! ) steve frowned, staring down at his drink. “at least last time i checked — seventy years ago. god, time sure does fly.” a pause, a realization. “and i never bullshit.”
‴oh yeah? think we jus’ busted that one, Rogers.‴ he hides a chuckle by sipping his own drink. (straight up coffee, thank you. and yes, at nine at night.) ‴oh? you don’t bullshit, huh? that’s absolute bullshit.‴ he’s grinning, obviously very playful with how he’s reacting to Steve and his…misfortune? it’s just kinda funny really.
‴i’ve learned t’ stop carin’ a long time ago… and no, i don’t wanna ‘talk about it.’ that jus’ means I care.‴ though, he wouldn’t mind a few extra minutes around this number here. he’s jus’ hopin’ she ain’t crazy. but why wouldn’t she be, eh?
‴how ‘bout we talk ‘bout somethin’ else, like…why you stickin’ ‘round t’ talk t’ me, huh? i’m jus’ some lonely guy at a bar drinkin’ till they shut down.‴
an intense FLARE of heat burns though him suddenly. it fades just as quickly, before it gains enough momentum to influence his behavior. whatever the emotion is, the soldier lets it go && pushes it away. rumlow’s explanation does spark confusion however, CURIOSITY. dark brows dip slightly, consternation briefly shadowing his expression if for only a second. he recovers, SECURING the mask once more over his features - EMPTY eyes, VACANT expression. he lifts his gaze back up until their eyes connect.
❛ you DEFECTED?❜ a tilt of the head ;; a glint of something dark &&dangerous brewing in the shadows of his eyes. it was an IMPOSSIBILITY. there is no escaping hydra.
❛ i’ll escort you to the nearest safe house. they will issue you new orders and assignment from there. ❜
‴ain’t as simple as that, kid,‴ he’s reaching up to rub the back of his neck, it’s non-threatening, it’s nothing dangerous, but his own eyes avert for a moment. he’s thinking. what can he say? whatever the fuck he wants, he ain’t here to hide nothin’ no more. he’s dead to HYDRA and SHIELD, he’s not held down by their secrets anymore.
‴i ain’t lettin’ ya take me nowhere where they are at. just shut up for a minute.‴ he’s reaching to his pocket, probably a very long moment of suspense, but he only pulls out a very outdated phone, tapping away at the keys until he pulls up a picture, showing it to the other man. it’s a picture of a map and a location. ‴take me here how bout that? this is my own safe house and definitely for others t’ know about. ya understand? i need a full read back on the orders.‴
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