Date: 2011-06-14 06:38 am (UTC)
onlyapassenger: (ss :: haunted)
He's on the edge of a precipice, his heart in his throat, anger starting to blur his vision so that the only thing he sees is Steve's face against an indistinct green backdrop. Bucky's mouth clamps shut, but his breaths are labored all the same, plainly audible as he draws each one in through his nose.

The problem, he's realizing, is that he's trying to communicate in words; that's Steve's domain. Steve, with the voice that could command a God (and has). Bucky's not a speech maker; he's a cipher. An assassin. A fighter. He's been picking on guys bigger and older than him since he was just Camp Lehigh's mascot, and if the past is all they have, maybe it's time for a return trip.

There's a shift in Bucky's stance, subtle to the untrained eye, but obvious to anyone who knows what to look for; it's a feint. He signals right, but the first punch he aims for Steve comes from the left, explosive and powerful, and he wastes no time in a follow up, the movement fluid and unpredictable, like an improvised dance.

And yet, despite this, his rage isn't directed at Steve; the man's just gone and made himself an easy target, and exploiting opportunities is what Bucky Barnes has done all his life.
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