[ Which couldn't be better tired. She's looked over the details again and again and again and her head is pounding so his offer comes as a relief from the stress of it all. ]
(Sure thing. Be down in a minute.)
[ Finds jacket, find shoes, find fake ID - and she's there a few minutes later. Waving in greeting as she comes closer. ]
[ He gives a half smile as she approaches, bobbing his head in answer. ] Walking and talking, unless there's somewhere you need to go.
[ The gardens are nice to stroll around, he figures.
The glass front doors open automatically as he steps closer to them. There's an extra spring, jittery spring in his step today after they got their marching orders. ]
[ She shakes her head, no, nowhere to be. Nowhere to go. A nice sort of listlessness. Not her confinement, but with everything that they had in front of them, how much work they all had to do - there was still to her at least, a sense of freedom to it. To working towards anything, that was helping, she didn't mind.
Follows after him, through the door, and she takes a moment once they're outside to stretch, taking a deep breath in a way that's all exhilaration still to be doing it. Up on tip toes and arms above her head. Feels something pop in her spine that tells her just how long she's been bent over computer screens before she goes to keep step with him. ]
[ He waits, giving a small, sympathetic wince at the sound her bones make. He's felt the same, hunched for hours over the little drawing desk in his room. Easy to lose time when your focus gets that confined. ]
What're you working on now? [ He tips his head toward her, starting to walk in the direction of the train station. The streets are mildly crowded, plenty of ears and eyes that aren't paying any particular attention to the pair of them. Steve doesn't stand out much on his own, his clothing neither flashy or so shabby that he'd get wary glances from the folks on this side of the block. ]
[ She's still slow to pick on physical things. Not just things like - where she left her shoe again and if she's eaten in the last twenty-four hours, but in using her own body. Foreign, a thing she happens to be attached to in the abstract at the best of times. So it takes her a second of mistaken place where she's definitely been working too long that she goes to project herself against his HUD -
- until she remembers, he doesn't have one of those and she clears her throat to cover the over long silence and steps forward to catch his arm - that's better. He's so close to her own height unlike half the hive, apparently, that it makes it easy to whisper in close.
She's paranoid of being listened too - always is. It's not even rational so much at the moment, but instinctual to her. ] Pulling down the building plans.
[ It's not often he gets to walk with someone he can meet at eye level. Half the girls Bucky sets him up with have at least an inch on him - hell, even Bucky's youngest sister'll probably end up towering over him in heels.
His brow furrows at her answer, gaze remaining forward. ] You going with them?
[ There's a nod then, and her arm tightens around his. It's - terrifying, going out into the field. So to speak at least. Finally leaving the safety her life had otherwise provided. Unhappy, maybe, abused, but as Jack would insist - safe against everything. ]
Yeah, nothing else for it. I have to touch systems directly the first time. [ one little hang up on her abilities. ] So it's better that I am there.
[ No sitting out if they can be useful, right? When this first started, when they were first attacked and brought to the Station, the idea that he could give something to the fight against a dangerous enemy... it was what he wanted, just in a different package.
Nevermind that he's one of the people in this group with no real experience in the field. Both of them are new to this. ]
It'll be just like with the ship. [ He glances at her, both eyebrows raised. ] Only... you know, more complicated.
[ A lot more complicated... He's actually trying to be positive here.
In the near distance they can hear a train pull out from the station, the unintelligible voice on the intercom system speaking in a pleasant voice. ]
[ She's eager to take that positivinity and run with it - and it's in her mind, probably, but the air feels thick in her lungs when she inhales. The chatter of voices, the transient moment they are stuck in a linear dissonance. A moment of contemplation on the movement between states. Yesterday, they planned, tomorrow the would do, but for now they contemplated - and around them, the world spun on. Waiting, waiting, waiting.
Her fingers curled tigtly around him, comfort that he was there with her. The lights that taint the buildings in washes of colours. ]
But it's like you said, we help people when and where we can. [ breaths out, and her eyes are filled with the lights in turn. ] I am glad we are doing that again now.
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( Sure thing. Be down in a minute. )
[ Finds jacket, find shoes, find fake ID - and she's there a few minutes later. Waving in greeting as she comes closer. ]
Are we just walking?
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[ The gardens are nice to stroll around, he figures.
The glass front doors open automatically as he steps closer to them. There's an extra spring, jittery spring in his step today after they got their marching orders. ]
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Follows after him, through the door, and she takes a moment once they're outside to stretch, taking a deep breath in a way that's all exhilaration still to be doing it. Up on tip toes and arms above her head. Feels something pop in her spine that tells her just how long she's been bent over computer screens before she goes to keep step with him. ]
So what did you want to talk about?
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What're you working on now? [ He tips his head toward her, starting to walk in the direction of the train station. The streets are mildly crowded, plenty of ears and eyes that aren't paying any particular attention to the pair of them. Steve doesn't stand out much on his own, his clothing neither flashy or so shabby that he'd get wary glances from the folks on this side of the block. ]
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- until she remembers, he doesn't have one of those and she clears her throat to cover the over long silence and steps forward to catch his arm - that's better. He's so close to her own height unlike half the hive, apparently, that it makes it easy to whisper in close.
She's paranoid of being listened too - always is. It's not even rational so much at the moment, but instinctual to her. ] Pulling down the building plans.
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His brow furrows at her answer, gaze remaining forward. ] You going with them?
[ The infiltration group. ]
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Yeah, nothing else for it. I have to touch systems directly the first time. [ one little hang up on her abilities. ] So it's better that I am there.
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Nevermind that he's one of the people in this group with no real experience in the field. Both of them are new to this. ]
It'll be just like with the ship. [ He glances at her, both eyebrows raised. ] Only... you know, more complicated.
[ A lot more complicated... He's actually trying to be positive here.
In the near distance they can hear a train pull out from the station, the unintelligible voice on the intercom system speaking in a pleasant voice. ]
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Her fingers curled tigtly around him, comfort that he was there with her. The lights that taint the buildings in washes of colours. ]
But it's like you said, we help people when and where we can. [ breaths out, and her eyes are filled with the lights in turn. ] I am glad we are doing that again now.