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[ this ever so slightly mangled super soldier had a slight mishap during the anti gravity—slash—space walk excitement a couple of weeks back. took an inordinately hard hit to his inordinately hard head, and he's been in a quasi mini coma ever since. though his vitals never seemed to sink too low, that was probably a worry for his pals when there isn't too much in the way of medical treatment on board this ghostly husk of a ship.

exactly how many times is this jerk going to pull a snow white in his lifetime, anyway?

now that he's struggled sluggishly awake, bucky honestly wouldn't blame someone for punching him.

first thing's first, though, as he silently pushes the tendrils of monsters and their ephemeral claws back from the dark corners of his mind —

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he's the worst of all

— there's the hunger. ]

don't suppose anyone's found any source of food on this hunk of junk besides the replicators? seriously anything. really stale protein bars. rotten fruit? i used to eat MREs like a fine delicacy, promise i ain't picky.

just not too keen on falling back into the hallucination side effects right now.

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If I bring you food and I eat it first, will you eat it?

[ Steve Rogers: personal food tester and puncher. ]

and have you get the hallucinations instead? nahhhh.

Well I'm going to eat it either way and if you don't eat something soon, I'm going to make you eat it, too.

I haven't hallucinated lately.

i had dreams, pal. you know? for two weeks straight. i just...

I was there. I'm not going to let you waste away now that you're with me again.

[ And that's it. Steve's already getting the food together for him and bringing it back to their room. ]

you're making me feel like i'm being some kinda baby and i'm not. i'm just being careful.

what if something

what if i go off. what are you gonna do then. all these people trapped on this ship with me. you trapped on this ship with me.

I won't let that happen, just like I won't let you hurt yourself, either.

I will test everything you eat if it makes you feel better. I can handle myself.

Come on. It's not even the dumbest thing I've done for you, is it?

hum.
haru's growing plants, but we should probably keep them safe until we have more.
there's a locked door that leads to an agriculture department? but we don't know if there's anything back there.
so... basically no? there's not really anything else.
i mean, you could probably eat people?

haha. that was a joke.
please don't eat anyone.

you can't control everything. i know you like to think you can.
part of what i've always loved about you, but.

you gotta brace yourself for when my shit hits the fan.

don't worry - haven't quite gone cannibal, yet.

i'll figure something out.

so wait, you guys figured out what's behind a door even though you can't open it?

Hallucinations? And, sadly? No. I would take stale protein bars over this crap.

yeah. had a rough bout of em the first time we woke up on this pile of shit and found the mess hall. gave a few folks a good scare, i think. wasn't really myself for several days after.

[ when is he ever really himself? loaded question. ]

that's probably for the best.
i think we fixed the replicators though?
i know terezi found a manual. not really sure how far people have gotten with it though.

and yeah! it showed up on a map?
it was behind the door we forced open. which it turns out was the command deck??
so i guess we picked a good one.

From eating the food? Are you sure that's what it was?

[Because Daisy has experienced some weird shit, but never correlated it with the food.]

man, ok. i missed a lot. sounds like good stuff, though.
there only one copy of this map?

oh, uh. i'm bucky, by the way. barnes is my last name.

it had to be. several other people had the same experience around the same time.

Consider me braced.

[ And that's all he bothers to send before he walks into their room balancing enough food to feed a small army. ]

I'm going to eat all of this in front of you if I have to.

uhh. it's sort of... a future map? like, a hologram.
i think.
i sort of passed out from trying to help break the door down so i didn't actually see it?
you might want to ask apollo. or like any of the... superpeople? i don't know what to call them.

oh, neat! i'm venus.
aphrodite isn't actually part of my name at all. it's sort of a joke?
you know, because of the greek and roman gods.
actually i guess you'd only know that if you're from earth. and from a specific time.
hm.

i can explain if you want but it's not very funny when i think about it.

[ bucky's unkempt eyebrows lift directly into his equally unkempt hairline from his position on his bed, spine rearing back for effect. ]

Shit, Steve. There's such a thing as easing a patient back into solid food.

[ but he has to muffle a laugh. the pissant from brooklyn never did do things in half-measures. ]

hey yeah, i'm from earth. and i like a good joke. bad jokes, too, come to think of it.

haven't met apollo yet, but i think i might know what you mean by superpeople. they got, you know... extra abilities?

yeah! exactly
whew. i was kind of wondering how to explain that one?
saying it's like a movie doesn't work if you don't know what movies are.
which is evidently a thing?
i mean like half the people here have never heard of the devil, so i shouldn't be surprised?? but. you know

i'm glad you're from earth though.
it's kind of selfish? but it makes a lot of things easier to explain :)

you from earth too, then? or just somewhere like it?

I thought you didn't want to feel like some kinda baby.

[ He places it all on the little table and throws a smirk back at Bucky. ]

Besides, your metabolism can probably handle it. What are you in the mood for?

yyyyep. same old earth.
i'm from kansas actually? in the us.
if you don't know where it is you're really not missing much.

i've flown over it, i think.

[ he definitely did. on his way to take out a sanctioned target. #nonames. ]

good place to farm, is about as much as i know.

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