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capsicle1919) wrote2012-07-23 09:03 pm
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*post-battle (genetically-engineered pterodactyls, really?), Steve arrives via helicopter back at the Tower, hops out and gives a tired wave to Natasha and Clint as they power down, makes his way inside and down the elevator to the debriefing room, which is not, in fact, where they are debriefed - that happens at SHIELD - but rather where they shower and change, and so named because Tony decided it's where they are de-briefed, and Steve's never been able to think of it as anything else, goddammit*
Hey. *nods at Bruce, who is drinking a gallon of Gatorade, passes him by and heads straight for the showers, leaning his shield against the wall, starts stripping out of his damaged, blood-spattered uniform*
Hey. *nods at Bruce, who is drinking a gallon of Gatorade, passes him by and heads straight for the showers, leaning his shield against the wall, starts stripping out of his damaged, blood-spattered uniform*
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*laughs, shaking his head* You are out of your mind, Stark. *giggles, actually giggles, a little hysterically, his stomach's still somewhere back down over the water, he has goosebumps and he hasn't been this happen in - well, if he's technical about it, almost seventy years* That was fantastic!
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Uh... *thinks, then nods* Yeah. *points* Can you fly due southeast a tick? I'll guide you. *still clinging with both hands, not letting go, wishes Tony's mask wasn't down, would like to be able to see his face, can picture him flushed and exhilarated from the flying*
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*keeps a weather eye on the ground as they fly* Take a right as soon as we clear the bridge, and head for that big, empty space - it's a park. *when they reach the park, he squints and - not for the first time - is grateful for enhanced vision* Okay, see that tall, brown building? The third one from the corner on the left? Put us down there.
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he touches down as gently as he can on the roof of the building, but doesn't let go right away, just to make sure Steve is steady on his feet first (or so he tells himself)*
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*hesitates, doesn't really want to let go, finally does, hopping down and looking off toward the city, exhales slowly, it looks the same, save for a few new skyscrapers here and there* I musta spent days up here, when I was a kid. I can't believe it's still standing. *looks at Tony* This was where I grew up.
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No. *takes a deep breath, it smells the same, though there's a lot more exhaust in the air, he can still smell the river* I haven't wanted to, not by myself anyway. *shrugs, looks a little sheepish* But, you know, you took me up in your world, kinda, so I figured I'd bring you back to mine. *goes to the edge of the roof and peers down* Wow, the diner's still there. And the barbershop!
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Yeah? *looks at Tony, smiling gratefully, he half-expected to be made fun of, because it's an old, crumbly building and Tony loves to point out that Steve is a historical artifact in his own right, but Tony seems completely sincere tonight and it's...nice* Hey, come here. I wanna show you something. *crouches down and starts fiddling with a brick*
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*gets the brick loose and turns it over, shows it to Tony, beaming, the underside of the brick is inscribed with SGR 1925 in childish scrawl* Did that with my dad's penknife when I was six. *shakes his head, looks at it* I can't believe it's still here.
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What are you doing? *watching Tony, hears whirrs and clicks, looks at the brick in his hand* My ma got so riled when she saw me with Dad's knife. I couldn't sit for days. *chuckles* I shouldn't have taken it, it's all she had of him. All that was left. *sighs* I wonder where it is, now.
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Nope. *shakes his head* Thor told me to get one. Apparently he really loves it. Something about his crops. *shrugs, looks at Tony* I have a Twitter, though? Clint signed me up. It's neat. I just put up pictures mostly.
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It's not that big of a deal! *a little pink, carefully replaces the brick, hopes it lasts another hundred years* I post dumb pictures and people mostly just joke around with me. I made a couple of friends - the guy on CNN, the one with the white hair? We talk - uh, Tweet? - a lot. *grins* I think he's my only friend outside SHIELD and, you know, us.
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I didn't think it was a big deal. *rises and brushes off his knees* Yeah, we can head back. You probably have some work to do? *comes over and grabs on again, like before*
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