Shot 02 - IM/Action - log 02

[wintersergeant]

[The IM starts off with your favorite charming 1940s transplant and his skinny asthmatic best friend looking kind of….sheepish. Well, Bucky looks sheepish and mildly annoyed. Steve is just giving him a Look. Bucky is the one who speaks]

So, uh, me an’ Steve...we don’t really know how to use all this twenty-first century technology and...we. Broke something.

[He holds up an iPod dock that is very much broken]

We thought it was a radio or somethin’. Guess not.

[Bucky goes to cut the rainbow but Steve stops him, giving him another Look.]

And we’re sorry we broke it, an’ that we stole it. [To Bucky:] Aren’t we?

...yeah, that too. [As he cuts the rainbow:] Really, Steve?

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[pyrkagia]

Then why haven't you, yet?

[wintersergeant]

'Cause we couldn't find anyone an' it was in a pile a'junk anyway! Christ.

--and stop harassin' Steve.

/threadjack

[thestarspangledman]

[A little shove.] I can take care of myself.

[wintersergeant]

I know.

[Your point?]

[thestarspangledman]

So you don't need to do that.

[wintersergeant]

I don't need t'do a lot of things I still do.

[thestarspangledman]

[And there's another nudge.] Yeah, I know.

[pyrkagia]

It wasn't a pile of junk, it was parts. Parts which we use to make things.

[A quick pause, and her frown deepens.]

You think I'm harassing him?

[wintersergeant]

Junk, parts, same thing. An' yeah, I do. So stop. He didn't do anythin'.

[pyrkagia]

It's becoming very clear to me you know nothing of harassment.

[wintersergeant]

It's becoming very clear to me that all of y'all are way too possessive over a pile of junk an' think lecturin' and harassing's the way to get things done.

[pyrkagia]

Let me see if I'm perfectly clear on this.

You come into a place where it would have been very easy to ask one of us to borrow an iPod dock, take something that - no matter if it's junk, parts, or something important to someone, does not belong to you, without asking, and then, when I'm upset about it, you accuse me of harassment.

[wintersergeant]

No. I'm not accusin' you of anything. I'm telling you to stop harassin' Steve because it wasn't his fault.

[pyrkagia]

...Then it was you. You were the thief.

[wintersergeant]

It was my idea, yeah. So leave. Steve. Alone.

[pyrkagia]

I'll leave him well alone, but I'm not done with you.

[wintersergeant]

You wanna fight over a lousy piece'a junk, be my guest, girl or otherwise. I've fought bigger for stupider.

[pyrkagia]

I'm not going to outright fight you. You wouldn't win.

[She gestures to the black dragon in her arms.]

...are you calling me stupid?

[wintersergeant]

I'm sayin' getting this up in arms over a couple of curious guys screwin' up is pretty stupid, yeah. I'll call you a cheater if you use dragons in a fight, too.

[pyrkagia]

They're not just dragons. They are my children.

[She gives him a sharp look, pushing some hair out of her face.]

Next time you'd want one of our parts, ask. Use your manners.

[wintersergeant]

Still cheating.

[He just rolls his eyes and cuts the rainbow after that. The more he gets lectured, the more he gives no damns]