[text] - anonymous

[brandingproblem]

[because listen old habits die hard and haha fuck the idea of blasting identifying information over a questionably secured at best network in a freaky mystery city!!!]

So we're all just supposed to lie back and take it like this is just where our lives are now?

If you consider this place home and are getting back to previously established lives, fine whatever. But some of us aren't exactly looking to start whole new lives in a supposedly sentient city in the middle of everywhere or nowhere.

How do we make this place hate us and spit us back out or however the hell any of this works? Who's got the brains and the lab tech to reverse the bridge that brings us in to take us back? What metaphysical bullshit needs done to fix everything?

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un: barnes

[ostavil]

( Bucky hasn't been here longer than a day but he's figured out how to operate the network pretty handily and when he sees the post come across by anon, he swears to god that anon could have been him. )

I'm no good for the metaphysical shit that goes into traveling between worlds but I'm not going to just accept that I'm stuck here. Maybe I wasn't doing something the second I got grabbed here but I've got a hell of a lot more that I need to be doing than walking around this city and accepting that I live here now. I'm with you on finding a way out.

[brandingproblem]

[Barnes. Is not an uncommon last name. Could even be a first name. It could even not be a real name and just a username. It only gives him the briefest pause, the pang of homesickness.]

If this place is sentient then who the hell knows. Metaphysical, astrophysical, bullshit physical. It might even be hard to ask the people in charge because it sounds like there's been some recent shakeup in the hierarchy. Lady at the top of the food chain says she doesn't know specifically how or why things are the way they are. Believing that's another matter but just asking seems a difficulty.

[ostavil]

haven’t had enough time with boots on the ground to figure out who’s in charge but I’m more than happy to throw in with someone else that doesn’t want to just accept we’re stuck here. I don’t get much out of giving up and accepting things. Never works out well for the person who surrendered.

I’m willing to meet up if you don’t wanna stay anonymous.

[brandingproblem]

[Not having enough time is right; it's been a month and some change (who's counting every single day, not him, definitely not), and he's not used to this sensation of spinning wheels.]

You want to have a slumber party of fuck this place affiliates?

[y'know just over here somewhere between amused and 'what are you a cop']

[ostavil]

sure, if you wanna call it that. wouldn't be the first time i stayed up all night trying to strategize something.

( At least this person seems to be doing something about their situation and isn't settling in like this is their new home. )

should we meet up somewhere or just do video? i'm game for either.

[brandingproblem]

If you want to show me your pretty face, by all means.

[ostavil]

( Bucky laughs to himself. Pretty face, sure. That's a new one. )

Most people don't call the Winter Soldier a pretty face but sure. Might get more done in person.

[private] un: hawkeye

[brandingproblem]

Bucky? When the hell did you get here?

[ostavil]

like a day ago. should have figured it was you, clint.

[brandingproblem]

A day and already ready to start riots. Guess I know where Steve got it from.

[Not that Steve's currently kicking up any kind of storm. But...circumstances.]

[ostavil]

Look, Steve and I have never been the kind of guys to just let things lie if there's something we can do to change the circumstances. Besides, you had my back in Germany. I owe you this.

[brandingproblem]

You don't owe me anything. But I appreciate it.

He's here.
Steve.
And Natasha.

[ostavil]

Really. Maybe I should have just posted a Hi, how are you on the network or something. Although...that's not really me. I guess I need to figure out where to meet them.