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This is the IC inbox for Bucky Barnes at Riverview.

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This is the place to contact Bucky over the network. Contact by voice or text is perfectly acceptable, and there is no need to plot with me prior to posting in this inbox.

Note: As of the end of December 2017, Bucky has no phone, he has destroyed it. Consequently, this inbox can only be used for in person interaction. You are still more than welcome to post here without plotting with me first.

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[For just a moment Ellie's voice becomes a different one, layered over her own in a weird distorted and half remembered way. He gets a half smile at his lips.]

Sure. You sound like my kid sister, you know? She always used to bug me for treats.

[At least until she got old enough to be bugging other fellas for them.]

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[Given what she now knows about his history... that hurts a little. Not in a bad way, just...

Hardship leaves a mark on people. It's only the really strong ones that can stay kind through it all, and he's been through a lot of shit. She bumps her shoulder against his arm playfully.]

Yeah? She swear like me too?

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You kidding?

[He huffs what might almost be mistaken for a laugh.]

We'd have all been lammed if we swore like you do, our Ma didn't raise us to be disrespectful.

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Oh.

[There is a moment of mulish, teenager-esque silence. Then, in one of those 'I'm more curious about this than I'm strictly letting on' type tones,]

Do you think I'm disrespectful?

[Not that she cares, really. Much. That often. Well, as long as he doesn't think she's being disrespectful to him.]

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No.

[It's softer, but genuine.]

Back when I was raised, it was real important to have good manners. You didn't swear, you treated a lady right, you acted proper. It's been a lot of years since then and I've learned that disrespect ain't in anything as simple as swearing.