As it happens, I'm pretty much healed up and have been keeping limber, so while it's true I haven't been in a fight for weeks (and I can't remember the last time that was true), I wouldn't call myself rusty.
Although Bucky would know.
"Don't count on it," I say, grabbing his arm as it comes at me and using its own power and inherent strength to throw myself over his head and Bucky past where I'd been standing, hoping I leave him off balance. I'm counting on this so that by the time I'm throwing myself back into fray, I won't be met with a metal fist to the jaw.
I move straight in, close range and direct the way Bucky started off. Dancing around this fight isn't going to get anything done. Bucky knows that, it's why he's keeping it contained, drawn in. Fine.
If that's what he needs, I'll give it to him. His point seems to be that he's stubborn as hell and doesn't need me, doesn't need absolution, doesn't need help. And that's fine.
But he's wrong, and that's the point that I need to prove. No matter what it takes.
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Date: 2011-06-14 07:46 pm (UTC)Although Bucky would know.
"Don't count on it," I say, grabbing his arm as it comes at me and using its own power and inherent strength to throw myself over his head and Bucky past where I'd been standing, hoping I leave him off balance. I'm counting on this so that by the time I'm throwing myself back into fray, I won't be met with a metal fist to the jaw.
I move straight in, close range and direct the way Bucky started off. Dancing around this fight isn't going to get anything done. Bucky knows that, it's why he's keeping it contained, drawn in. Fine.
If that's what he needs, I'll give it to him. His point seems to be that he's stubborn as hell and doesn't need me, doesn't need absolution, doesn't need help. And that's fine.
But he's wrong, and that's the point that I need to prove. No matter what it takes.