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thecapitol2014-08-09 11:22 pm
soldieronwards) wrote in thecapitol2014-08-09 11:22 pm
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I'll trade the moon for the sun;
Who| Bucky Barnes [616] (soldieronwards), Matt Murdock (guardiandevil), Natasha Romanova (assassinat), and Skye (risewithit)
What| Adventures on the run.
Where| After the prison breakout, in one of Jolie's drag clubs.
When| The four days following breaking Natasha out from prison.
Warnings/Notes| Possible references to torture and other violence.
The plan goes off flawlessly. It's almost enough to make Bucky worry that it was too easy. He would worry, really, if not for how glad he is that Natasha is all right and so is everyone who went in to rescue her.
Skye interferes with the security as well as she can in the limited time frame they have, which is enough to impress him. Bucky and Matt make their way into the prison to pull Natasha out, and Natasha herself stops only to rough up a guard on the way out. Bucky doesn't ask her why. He has a few guesses, all of them boiling down to the certainty that the guard in question had it coming.
When it's time to flee the prison, all four of them have to go together. There's no more operating apart, taking direction from above. There's only the quick, quiet flight through the sewers; the emergence into an alleyway where they all cover up their faces; the hurried flight to the club where the stylist told them they'd be safe, for a time.
At that point, it's oddly anticlimactic to find themselves in the back corridors and dressing rooms of a drag club. The glitz and glamor could not be more different than the atmosphere of the prison. Welcome back to the Capitol, Tributes.
But at least it means they can be themselves again--or rather, they can put on different masks. They can joke around and exchange information casually. They can let down their guard just a little--as much as any of them ever do.
soldieronwards), Matt Murdock (guardiandevil), Natasha Romanova (assassinat), and Skye (risewithit)What| Adventures on the run.
Where| After the prison breakout, in one of Jolie's drag clubs.
When| The four days following breaking Natasha out from prison.
Warnings/Notes| Possible references to torture and other violence.
The plan goes off flawlessly. It's almost enough to make Bucky worry that it was too easy. He would worry, really, if not for how glad he is that Natasha is all right and so is everyone who went in to rescue her.
Skye interferes with the security as well as she can in the limited time frame they have, which is enough to impress him. Bucky and Matt make their way into the prison to pull Natasha out, and Natasha herself stops only to rough up a guard on the way out. Bucky doesn't ask her why. He has a few guesses, all of them boiling down to the certainty that the guard in question had it coming.
When it's time to flee the prison, all four of them have to go together. There's no more operating apart, taking direction from above. There's only the quick, quiet flight through the sewers; the emergence into an alleyway where they all cover up their faces; the hurried flight to the club where the stylist told them they'd be safe, for a time.
At that point, it's oddly anticlimactic to find themselves in the back corridors and dressing rooms of a drag club. The glitz and glamor could not be more different than the atmosphere of the prison. Welcome back to the Capitol, Tributes.
But at least it means they can be themselves again--or rather, they can put on different masks. They can joke around and exchange information casually. They can let down their guard just a little--as much as any of them ever do.
i'm even more late so no worries c:
The music is painfully loud, each beat of the bass throbbing through her as sensation more than sound. Skye prefers the silence of a quiet room, the soft humming of computers in the background. But it's still city noise, noise she grew up on, and she can slip into this new skin enough to put on a facade of feeling comfortable.
Work doesn't care if you're comfortable or not.
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"You're pretty good at this breaking and entering stuff." He shifted in his seat, trying to get used to the atmosphere and his new costume. "It's a good thing we had you with us tonight, otherwise we'd never have gotten out of there in one piece."
Matt was good at what he was good at. Stealth he could manage, but ninjutsu was a whole other sphere than modern day espionage.