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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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[That's underplaying HYDRA somewhat. It's strange to think that there's this whole generation who only really see the Nazis and HYDRA as something distant and vague from history, not the real threatening horror they had been.

He nods, expression set in a blank hardness.]

There was one of them here, I'm making sure he didn't recruit and if he did-- I need to weed them out before they spread.

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[To be fair, Peter makes everything sound underplayed. Like. Always. It never fails.]

Whoa — one of them was here? Just recently? What kind of work did he do here, do you know?

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I said I wasn't getting you involved.

[Which means no details. Observe the stern face of disapproval.]

I told you what I was doing, that was the agreement.

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[He frowns, certainly genuine in his concerns as he plucks at his shoe strings.]

Okay, but... Do I at least get some kinda name to look out for? What if he or anyone else from HYDRA knows about Spider-Man? I've hung out with the Avengers, especially Mr. Stark. You don't think they'd go after someone like me to — I dunno. Test on, or - or something?

[That's actually kind of concerning. Like. He's someone who can throw cars and fall off of airplanes without dying. If HYDRA's trying to weasel into Riverview at any point... He's always been kind of paranoid about people figuring out he's super-powered. Like, people who might try and kidnap him for nefarious villain stuff. Maybe it's a stupid concern, but...

Well, if a cult could almost do it, maybe creepy government nazis could.]

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[He shakes his head a little, though he can certainly understand the fear. That sort of worry isn't groundless, and he can tell enough to assuage that.]

I don't think they have the resources to do that here. It was one man, and I plan on rooting out anyone he might have recruited, they won't grow a head here.

[So stop getting in the way of his midnight information gathering.]

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[He huffs, massaging his less battered temple.]

... Okay.

But look, I can't just — turn the other cheek, if I see you busting into places, okay? It's my job and I'm not gonna slack off for someone I like. So if you're gonna — [He bites his lip, sighing through his nose.] If you're gonna break into places, try not to catch my attention next time. Because I really am not a fan of fisticuffs.

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Don't be an idiot.

[Even if he wasn't talking about going to toe to toe with him again, there are other ways that sort of statement is idiotic. Though it makes sense coming from a teenager, who still thinks in black and white.]

You keep stopping me, then you're aiding HYDRA. Sometimes the right side ain't the law.

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[He feels a pang of annoyance at that, familiar and sharp in his gut, and his face smooths into something colder — or, well, as cold as someone like Peter seems to manage.]

Oh, yeah, I've heard that one before. A weapon arm's dealer waxed poetic about how the law isn't always right and how I'm aiding the wrong side, just before he dropped a building on top of me and left me for dead. [He stands up, slipping his backpack back on.] You have your way of doing things? That's cool, dude, but so do the assholes. And so does the idiot.

[He squints at him — or, well, one eye is already squinting, and motions at him with one hand.]

Get sneakier or don't do it, Mr. Barnes.

[He turns to leave, because at least he gave the guy some ice packs.]

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It isn't always right.

[He should leave it, let the kid walk away and out of this whole situation. But he's angry now, and he doesn't want to think of a teenager out there playing vigilante without seeing the bigger picture.]

Part of being a hero is fighting for what's right no matter what the law says. I've been some places where the law said certain people were second class citizens, or believing a certain thing meant you should be killed. Maybe this isn't that. But if someone is trying to fight something like HYDRA, that's when you look at the bigger picture. I ain't in there trying to steal people's personal information, I'm trying to find dangerous new recruits. You keep stopping me just because the law says so, you're fighting on their side.

[His voice has remained level this whole time, but now it sinks a bit in weariness. He's not expecting to have made a difference, but he had to say something.]

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[If it makes any difference - he is listening. It’s not like Peter can’t get a morally gray situation. Sometimes things aren’t so clear-cut; if he thought otherwise, he wouldn’t have tried to befriend the guy he knew was a criminal back home. So yeah, he hears him. But it doesn’t win him over, not now, not here, after that mess.]

You maybe should have practiced that speech before you wailed on me.

... See you around, Mr. Barnes. Hopefully not like that again.

[He thwips a web to the highest branch, and catapults himself into a swing over and through the tree line.

Oh, he’ll be back to walk that dog. You’re not rid of him. Unfortunately.]