TEST DRIVE #6

[fairyfoes]

TEST DRIVE MEME

Considering apping to EACHDRAIDH? Why not give the setting a test run here! OPTIONAL SCENARIOS 01. ARRIVING IN THE DRABWURLD. The Seelie and Unseelie courts welcome you with mirthful revelry and hearty food. After you have been briefed on your purpose here, you will find an endless feast and a night filled with entertainment to placate your concerns. Mingle with new arrivals, sneak down the castle halls and make sure your eyes are always on your glass; fairies and imps have no bias when it comes to tricks! 02. THE STATION. Looking for a little slice of home? The Station gives you all that and more. Take advantage of the wifi, have a cup of fairy-brewed coffee (the one they didn't spit in) or sit back and relax on the patio. You can even move your things into one of the available rooms! 03. WILDCARD. Your own scenario! Explore the Drabwurld or simply take advantage of your Locket!

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[falconkick]

[ sam nods his head with a smile, didn't expect steve to have done but it's a good way to lead into simple conversation. he talks casually, relaxed even though they're sitting on the ground in a random alleyway. easy as you please, for days and days. ]

Wasn't just a bird for kicks, y'know. I was a pararescueman, flyin' into the hottest zones you could find in our war to carry people back out of it. Did that for awhile - longer than Steve was on active service, actually.

[ and you, he doesn't say, because he doesn't know how much barnes remembers of the european theater and doesn't want to put him on that spot. it's casual, friendly, almost teasing; there's a slight smirk before it fades into a softer smile, almost sad. he lets his head rest against the wall and looks somewhere above barnes as he continues. ]

'til I couldn't do that anymore. Needed some time to myself, to figure out what I wanted to do, who I wanted to be. And that took a long time. Spent most of it just ... angry, and confused. Missing something that I wasn't ever gonna get back.

[ a beat, and he looks back at barnes with a sort of brightness to his eyes, something sincere and passionate, even when it's pained. ]

Eventually figured out that I wanted help people, as much as I can and wherever I can. I wanted be the guy you could call when you think there's no one else that would answer.

[ another beat, longer than the last. trying to let that settle in, maybe, or just giving barnes times to decide what exactly that means. sam isn't his counselor and he won't try to be, not if it isn't welcome, but it's important to him when people are important to him; barnes might a stranger by all accounts, but he's important, to steve and to america and to sam, personally, because he's so much more than anyone could ever hope to imagine. ]

You don't gotta talk about it now, or ever if you don't want to, but I want you to know that about me. My metaphorical door is always open if you ever want it, B.

[wipedclean]

[He listens, his gaze resting on Sam's face for a moment or two before traveling around slowly only to return to Sam. When Sam finally finishes, he's looking at him, considering him.

The concept of talking about what's happened to him is still relatively new, relatively strange, because most of what happened is still... vague. Flashes of scattered memories that don't make much sense. Even if he could successfully communicate in general, how is he supposed to communicate that?

But... things do come back. And they have been, even if it's slow. And when they are back, is he really going to want to keep them to himself?

He's not sure.

For now, he nods slowly. He understands what Sam's offering, even if... he's not sure he's going to take him up on it.]

[falconkick]

[ as long as barnes keeps it in mind, that's all that sam could ask for. whether he takes him up on it or not, whether he just comes to him to sit quietly in a dark corner while sam blathers on about nothing the way they are now - it's all good by him, a fact sam emphasizes by grinning just a little before relaxing back against the wall again. ]

Good. Now lemme tell you about this dumb shit I did flyin' out of Kabul once, I swear I could hear my momma scolding me all the way across the Atlantic.

[ sam will seriously just babble about nothing for as long as barnes sits with him, okay, and he'll make sure to keep glancing back at barnes and give him opportunities to respond whether he takes them or not. simple, patient. it's all good. ]

[wipedclean]

[Again, he listens, and it's... relatively comforting, listening to Sam just go on and on about... nothing in particular. The way Sam tells stories is nice. It draws him in, and he knows he could respond if he wants to, with the way Sam patiently includes him.

But he prefers hearing Sam talk. It helps him focus on something outside of his own head, which he has trouble with sometimes.]