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Looks like there's shortcuts now. Good to know, and I'm sure it makes my horse a lot happier.

[Because carrying around this big solid man for weeks isn't a graze in the pasture. Steve's reached a new destination though, with the help of a fairy ring or two. There's a lot of hustle and bustle behind him, the background so different from the rest of this world that it's obvious where he is. The effect is a lot like when he crashed through a wall and into the new and improved(?) Times Square.]

I think we were supposed to leave cakes for the fairies, except I didn't have any. I don't have much at all right now.

[His brow furrows at that. His plain white t-shirt is easy to see, and a glimpse of soft blue pants isn't impossible either. Yeah, he's been travelling from the other Court in his pajamas.

But at least he still has his shield.]

My name is Steve Rogers. I come from Earth, and I grew up in Brooklyn. I joined the Army, and I've been in a war before, so I thought I knew what I was signing up for when I came here. What I've found are people on both sides who really don't wanna fight. So I don't care if you're Seelie or Unseelie, if you're out there and you need help, I'll do whatever I can to help.

[To the absolute delight of travelling best buddy, no doubt. Steve starts to close his locket, before thinking of one last small detail.]

Oh, and for anyone who's been to the Station before, do you know where they sell shoes?

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[ isn't bucky lucky to get the pleasure. "pleasure." ]

I smell fine.

[ wow. dude roll back on romancing urself. jeez. ]

Though some hot water would be nice about now.

[Look, the only person he's okay giving sex hair to is himself.

Still sounds wrong.]

I was actually thinking about staying here for a few days.

[The place is a little bit of things he's familiar with, a little bit of things he's not, but still closer than fairy castles. Especially when he's having some doubts.

Steve arches a brow at Bucky.]

What do you think? Plenty of time to have you looking like a dreamboat again.

[ he needs to give it to someone else and stop guarding his v-card.

bucky just sighs and looks around. this is better than the castles, sure. but he's got no real opinion one way or the other. a place is a place. as long as there's a roof over their heads and food, that's all that really matters to him. just so steve is taken care of.

still, he shrugs nonchalantly, a lopsided smile pulling up the corner of his mouth. ]

Don't know what you're talkin' about. [ he looks down at himself, smoothing a hand down his front. ] I always look like one.

[But it's vintage.

So is Bucky's swagger, but Steve just grins and shakes his head at him. But he reaches back for Bucky's shoulder, pointing out the Station's clothing outlet when he spots it.]

Think you can help me pick something out, Sergeant Dreamy?

[Or it's going to be khakis and plaid forever.]

[ does he want to hold on to it forever??????? also screw u. bucky's swagger is always relevant no matter the time.

bucky rolls his eyes, knocking his elbow against steve's side. (at least now he can't actually knock him over. still strange.) ]

Yeah. Guess I could do that. You need all the help you can get, pal.

[Mint condition.

But no, probably not. There's just the small batter of who and when.

A fairy world has surely seen stranger things than a 6'2" guy with a shield in his pajamas, right? But if there are any impolite stares when they enter, Steve politely ignores them, and goes to the first rack of things in his size.

Hot damn, is that Hawaiin print. Steve holds it up, looks like he's actually considering it.]

What do you think? Looks like it'd fit.

[ there is a nice girl in unseelie, steve. bucky will make this happen.

bucky meanders around, poking things but not really liking much of it. his eyes shift over to what steve is holding up and his eyes widen in almost horror. who makes these things...??? ]

Put it down, Steve. Walk away.

[It's his mission.

Bucky's reaction to the shirt actually seems to surprise him. But he always was the more stylish one, so Steve puts it back and picks out a plain white one instead. More his style anyway.]

We might have to trade the horses.

[Which makes him frown, because he's supposed to be taking them back to the Seelie castle.]

But if there's more of those rings nearby, we won't need them anyway.

[ that's an easy mission that requires less punching and shooting, so. he can make it happen.

bucky draws up silent for a moment, looking like he's contemplating something heavy. which, he might be. eyes scanning the space, he notes where the shopkeepers are, the door, other customers. it's liable that steve will figure out exactly what he's thinking before he even says anything. he's never nicked anything from a fairyland before, but surely it can't be all that difficult...

besides. regardless of the rings, horses are still going to be needed at some point or another since apparently fairyland hasn't heard of motorcycles or jeeps or tanks or airplanes yet.

voice lowered, he smiles that signature bucky lopsided smirk™ and nods with his chin jutting out toward the two women working. ]

Go talk to them, Steve. Keep 'em busy.

[Steve doesn't like that look. It only takes a second, following Bucky's eyes, connecting it to their current situation, for Steve to figure out exactly what that look means.]

Bucky, no.

[Also trademarked. Steve takes a step closer, lowering his voice to a whisper and really just making them look more suspicious in the process.]

We're not stealing.

[Even if they are in a pickle here, a real sour one. Or maybe that's just the smell of his pajamas. Steve glances back at the shopkeepers and sighs.]

Anything we take, we're paying for later. We're not leaving the Station until we do. And take only what we need.

[That way they're not actually stealing and maybe he can look himself in a mirror. The clench of Steve's jaw says that he's still not comfortable about the whole thing, but he'll admit that their options are somewhat limited. Plus he and Bucky have squabbled enough on this little journey.]

Excuse me, ma'am?

[He turns to walk over to the two workers, awkwardness in every line of his body. Sending Steve to talk to women is always risky, but he's not capable of the other part of this little mission.]

[ over the years steve has said bucky, no so many times that he is absolutely impervious to it now. it doesn't even phase him, he just sucks in his cheeks and shrugs his shoulders. it's not a big deal.

it's not like he's planning on stealing the entire stock of clothes in here. he's got some money, but it's all back at the castle. which doesn't help them here. and the horses would be way too much for two sets of clothes. stealing seems like the best way. leave it to steve to want to pay it back. whatever. bucky isn't really going to care about that right now. ]

Whatever you say, Steve.

[ he gives a little wave as steve walks away, still smiling like there's nothing going on. while it's true steve often puts his foot in his mouth more often than not whenever he's talking to a woman (let alone two...) but bucky knows steve will be alright. if there's one thing (among many) that bucky can trust about steve, is that he'll do whatever he can to keep bucky safe. and him getting caught? not safe. so. bucky knows steve will be fine. his awkwardness will charm those women easy.

continuing to browse like he's doing only that, he picks things here and there that they'll need. though he is wildly guessing as to what size steve needs now. he's not used to this. less than five minute later, he's got what they need and he's vanished from the store like he was never there.

stealth level up. ]

[He rambles about clothes, which seems the most logical conversation choice, shifting his body casually when he senses that Bucky needs the cover. Whatever Steve does, it seems to work, because soon he has a woman on either side and all their attention on him.

And then the measuring tapes come out, across his shoulders and across his chest, up the inside of his leg which, frankly, makes him a little uncomfortable. It's only a few minutes before he notices that Bucky is gone and in the clear. It takes several more minutes for Steve to be free the employees.

But he finally steps out of the shop, looking to the left and right for his partner-in-crime. He's not sure if he feels relief or a fresh wave of guilt...and he's suddenly wondering about all the little extras that Bucky came up with when they were kids, everything from penny candy to a warmer coat for Steve.]

[ whatever happened in their past, is in the past and not necessary to ponder the logistics over now. if things were nicked from stores, they were and there's nothing that can be done about it now. maybe bucky did it, maybe he didn't. it's not a conversation he's ever going to have nor will he ever admit to anything.

he's to the right and some distance away when steve comes out, clothes neatly folded and tucked against him, his hand lifted slightly to catch attention. when steve comes closer, he'll see a bright smile curving his mouth and his eyes looking a little brighter. as if doing something bad was just what the doctor ordered to clear the remaining grumpiness away. ]

No idea if this'll fit. You're too big now.

[Pleading the fifth. Yep.

But Bucky actually does look the happiest that he has since they left the revels behind, which is a nice change. Steve takes his set of clothes with a sigh and a little smile, holding the shirt up against his chest.]

Looks about right, but nothing's made the way it used to be. And if you think I'm too big, you should meet a couple of friends of mine.

[ it's better no one knows. or maybe they did know and just let it happen because steve needed those things.

a strange look crosses bucky's face like a shadow, but doesn't settle and is chased away by another smile. ]

Made some friends, huh? [ his hand knocks against steve's shoulder. ] I'm happy for ya, pal. They treatin' you good?

They didn't start out that way.

[But saving the world together isn't too bad as far as bonding experiences go. His response is a little distracted, because Steve's thinking of what they need next: a room, maybe an update on what's going on back at the castle. The friendly punch makes him look back at Bucky, his own smile fond and grounded in the here and now.]

Not as good as you did.

[He's just gotta get that in there before Bucky starts playing it off.]

Actually, one of them's Howard Stark's son.

[ he is about to play it off. at least, in the sense of he knows no one can treat steve like he did. yeah, his ego's a little big, but whatever. they were best friends once. he's pretty sure no one can take that place. he knows no one ever would with him, anyway.

he's not above sentiment. sometimes.

anyway. he's sidetracked from his own ego when he brings up howard. ]

No shit. [ his eyes widen slightly, brows raising. ] Really? What's he like?

[How does he even begin to explain Tony Stark?]

Smart guy. A little bit flashy. We didn't much get along at first.

[One time Steve almost punched him in the face. It was awesome.]

I was wrong about him. He really came through when we were fighting that army from outer space.

[ word on the street is his beard is insured for $10,000 and he does car commercials in japan. ]

Oh, that's—

[ hahaha wait. ]

Army from outer space...?

Yeah.

[He places his hands on his hips before taking a deep breath. Steve wasn't entirely used to the idea either.]

They were led by a guy called Loki. Some people say he's like a god. His brother Thor helped us beat him, but nothing says they're the only ones out there.

[Steve looks away for a moment. God he misses the days of punching Hitler.]

This sort of proves.

[ bucky just kind of stares and blinks owlishly, unsure if he wants to fully believe that or not. but it's steve and steve's not prone to making up stories that wild without giving some sort of tell that he's bullshitting.

he, too, looks away, lips drawing into a frown. ]

Proves what?

That we're not alone anymore. That nothing's impossible. Did you ever imagine we'd be fighting alongside fairies?

[Steve looks back at Bucky with an arched brow, forgetting his own question when he catches a glimpse of his curved down lips.]

Buck? Everything alright?

Didn't imagine I'd see you this size or a fella rip his own face off. [ he shrugs one shoulder, glancing back to steve. ] This just seems like kid stuff.

[ minus the giant acid spitting worms or whatever and the cows that transport you all over the place, of course.

bucky smiles again, head tipped to the side. ]

As fine as it's gonna be in a place like this. [ he jerks his thumb over his shoulder. ] Come on. Let's to find a place to clean up.

Best idea I've heard in weeks.

[Steve slaps his shoulder, gives it a squeeze and a silent promise that everything will be fine, worms and cows and all.]

I hope they have tubs and showers. I could use a good soak.

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...left out a word right there. proves IT.

i got u, dude.

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