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[It's only three days into the month and already Daisy is ready for this month to be over. Staying inside is not an option though, not when innocent people are falling from the sky. Having saved a few people already, Daisy is just debating going back home to at least get her gauntlets to prevent her arms from getting any worse.

That thought was cut short, however, when she spots Bucky walking towards her. Has he even noticed her yet? She debates turning around, not wanting to make this anymore awkward than it already had been the last time. But then she hears screaming and knows exactly what that means. Looking up she sees someone else falling, and judging with just her eyesight the distance of which she's falling Bucky looks like he might get crushed.]

Look out!

[It's his only warning as she raises her hands, lowering the speed of which the person is falling. He needs to get out of the way fast though because her arms are really starting to hurt now and she won't be able to keep hold on them for too long.]

[Bucky can blame the very bad few days he's had, for why he hadn't noticed the person falling until it was too late. Ever since that first disaster with Manabu, he's been watching the skies like a hawk, ready to both get out of the way or get others out of the way.

His gaze snaps to the call, recognising her immediately, and then up to where the person is falling but... slower. She's doing something? What the hell is she doing? He hadn't realised that she had powers before this.

It takes him another moment, which is abysmally slow as far as his usual reaction times, before he finally steps out of range of being hit.]

You can save them?

[It's low, hoarse. He looks pretty exhausted, but there's something both admiring and hopeful in his tone. He hadn't been able to save them, but if she can...?]

[Daisy is so focused on making sure the person gets to the ground safely that even Bucky staring at her isn't enough to distract her. Once they're on the ground, Daisy rushes over to make sure they're okay. They seem shaken up, understandably, but other than that they just keep profusely thanking her.

Which is still something she hasn't gotten used to, with how much she had been using her powers back home on bad guys who definitely weren't going to thank her.

Helping them get up off the ground, Daisy finally looks at Bucky and is surprised that he hadn't just run off when she was distracted. He also doesn't seem freaked out by what she did.]

Yeah.

[There's some hesitation in her reply, afraid that she might say something to make him run again. Taking in his appearance she can see just how exhausted he is, and that ache returns to the pit of her stomach. Knowing that he's likely struggling and he won't let her help, because he doesn't know her.]

[He might not have run, but there's a definite tension in his body. Why does every damn person here have hidden powers? It makes it so much harder to know who's safe, impossible to properly gauge the threats around him.

And it's her, which makes things even more complex. She says she knows him, says they were close. He was inclined to believe her, she'd seemed kind, but then so had Martin. That had been a very rude lesson in trust, a reminder that the kindest of faces can hide spiders beneath.]

What else can you do?

[It's a demand for an answer, rather than a request. Not outright hostile, but clearly very wary. His eyes look hunted, shoulders rounded.

Please don't let this end in another fight.]

[Well, that was not the reaction she was expecting. Considering their ‘first’ interaction. Rubbing her aching wrists, Daisy watches as the woman she just saved walks off before she answers him.]

I can manipulate the vibrations in everything, basically.

[When she first gained her powers here, she had been so afraid of how he would react. He ended up being nothing but supportive, but a lot has changed since then. Now? Now she’s killed people with her powers, hurt her friends with them. No amount of saving people will ever make that go away.]

[His gaze flicks sideways to the woman walking away, miraculously alive, but back to her quickly.

Manipulate the vibrations, what exactly does that mean? Could she reach inside him and make his heart vibrate out of rhythm? Could she disable the arm by vibrating the components out of place? If she can do those things, will she?

He can't find the words to tactfully ask what she can do to him, and she could very well lie anyway.]

Don't ever use them on me.

[There's a very loud, very clear warning underpinning that, that says the end result would not be pretty if she chose to ignore his request.]

[D: All of the above. She could easily do any of those things, but she wouldn’t. Not willingly.

Her face falls when he warns her to never use her powers on him. His distrust in her, while completely understandable, is like a punch to the gut.

Maybe she deserves this. No, she definitely deserves this.]

I wouldn’t.

[But can she really make that promise? All it would take is for this place to mess with her mind, and there’s no saying what she could do. Standing her, seeing how exhausted he is, it’s hard to focus on anything else other than her worry for him.]

Are you okay?

[The question spills out before she can stop herself.]

TW: people falling

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