The other option was writing you paper letters and they told me that would take too long.
[ Unseen behind the screen's display of uniform text, her brow creases at his next text, and though it takes longer and she has to suppress the urge to throw the thing across the room, her next message comes from her iPhone, removed from the dock. At least it comes from that number and with her name attached. ]
I'm sorry you had to meet me. I don't think it made anything easier. [ It would have sounded snippish and cranky from anyone else, but there's nothing about Sinthia to indicate she has a reason to feel that way. ]
[ And people wonder what it is about this new era that confuses her so much, aside from the fact that the last really solid thing she remembers is Nazi Germany through the lens of her eight-year-old self. ]
If I don't, who will? You remember the people I used to work for. [ 'Work for' is putting it awfully lightly, though, given she's referring to HYDRA. ]
Do you remember the factory in Krasberg? I was why no one ever came back from the isolation ward, except your friend. I think I was seven or eight, but I don't know when my birthday is, so I don't know how old I was. I don't know how may people I killed before then.
I left there three days before you blew it up, and since then I've always been an asset. I've only ever done what they told me.
[ This is getting to be borderline difficult to read and write, something that might be better suited for a face-to-face conversation. But hearing about it might not be as easy for him either, especially where Bucky's concerned.
Still. He'll give her this much. Everyone deserves a second chance, he believes in that. ]
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Who is this?
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I don't like this phone. It wants to talk to me. I don't like computer things that talk. [ Three guesses why that is. ]
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You can turn it off.
[ Don't ask him how. ]
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How do you get used to these things?
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Hell, I'm still surprised by the lack of actual buttons. And wires.
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hidden link ftw
This decade is hard to get used to.
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[ Hahaha. ]
It's definitely been a challenge ...
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[ Unseen behind the screen's display of uniform text, her brow creases at his next text, and though it takes longer and she has to suppress the urge to throw the thing across the room, her next message comes from her iPhone, removed from the dock. At least it comes from that number and with her name attached. ]
I'm sorry you had to meet me. I don't think it made anything easier. [ It would have sounded snippish and cranky from anyone else, but there's nothing about Sinthia to indicate she has a reason to feel that way. ]
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[ His humour is dry, even through the screen. But still good-natured. ]
Life's full of surprises, Sinthia. There's no need for apologies, I hope you know that.
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[ And people wonder what it is about this new era that confuses her so much, aside from the fact that the last really solid thing she remembers is Nazi Germany through the lens of her eight-year-old self. ]
If I don't, who will? You remember the people I used to work for. [ 'Work for' is putting it awfully lightly, though, given she's referring to HYDRA. ]
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[ And ... yeah, Steve treads carefully as he types up the next message. It's a complicated, touchy subject, after all ... ]
Oh, I won't soon forget. But I also believe in second chances. I got mine, after all.
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Do I get a second chance when I'm not sure what happened in my first one?
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[ Not if she's willing to put the work in to make things right, be a better person than her past, and help instead of hurt. ]
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[ Not that she's really sure what she's allowed to do, all told. ]
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I left there three days before you blew it up, and since then I've always been an asset. I've only ever done what they told me.
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Still. He'll give her this much. Everyone deserves a second chance, he believes in that. ]
What did you DO exactly?
Or ... or do I want to know?
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Name a time and place.
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[ She'll send along the address, and be waiting for him. ]