Characters Tony Stark and Bucky Barnes Fandoms: MCU Summary: AU of Civil War. Tony's tasked with fixing the Winter Soldier and keeping custody of him at the same time.
[ ooc: setting this vaguely after Zemo triggers Bucky with the code words ]
Orders were to secure an escape route out of the facility, commandeer an escape vehicle and then -
- and then...?
The stranger - this new handler, the man with the red book and poor Russian - hadn't specified what to do after that. Presumably the Asset's supposed to track him down and rendezvous, even if he doesn't know the man's name or rank or any relevant information about him aside from his face and the fact he'd wanted a specific mission report. With that in mind the Soldier heads to the roof after engaging security personnel, his head pounding, mouth tasting of his own blood's bite where one of the hostiles smashed his lip against his teeth, and his body aching. Might've fractured ribs; not enough to stop him, but enough to slow him down, to possibly call in more reinforcements.
Taking the steps two at a time, he makes it to the helicopter. Just as the struts lift off the pad, he picks up a strange humming sound rising in pitch to his right, a flare of teal light washing over the cockpit; he jerks his head around and there's a vague impression of a red, man-shaped drone hovering a few yards away over the river, the teal light emanating from the thing's chest plate as it -
The Winter Soldier wakes up flat on his back.
Medical gurney. Not a surprise. Even less of a surprise is the fact he's restrained to it, thick leather straps tightened around his ankles, thighs, chest, and arms. There's a plastic oxygen mask fitted over his nose and mouth. His eyes drift open above it, pale blue glittering through his lashes, and he can track the curve of an IV line traveling from its stand to the crook of his elbow. Saline? Or is he going to be drugged again? Above and behind his head, where he can't twist to see, he hears a machine start beeping, alerting someone that the prisoner's awake.
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Orders were to secure an escape route out of the facility, commandeer an escape vehicle and then -
- and then...?
The stranger - this new handler, the man with the red book and poor Russian - hadn't specified what to do after that. Presumably the Asset's supposed to track him down and rendezvous, even if he doesn't know the man's name or rank or any relevant information about him aside from his face and the fact he'd wanted a specific mission report. With that in mind the Soldier heads to the roof after engaging security personnel, his head pounding, mouth tasting of his own blood's bite where one of the hostiles smashed his lip against his teeth, and his body aching. Might've fractured ribs; not enough to stop him, but enough to slow him down, to possibly call in more reinforcements.
Taking the steps two at a time, he makes it to the helicopter. Just as the struts lift off the pad, he picks up a strange humming sound rising in pitch to his right, a flare of teal light washing over the cockpit; he jerks his head around and there's a vague impression of a red, man-shaped drone hovering a few yards away over the river, the teal light emanating from the thing's chest plate as it -
The Winter Soldier wakes up flat on his back.
Medical gurney. Not a surprise. Even less of a surprise is the fact he's restrained to it, thick leather straps tightened around his ankles, thighs, chest, and arms. There's a plastic oxygen mask fitted over his nose and mouth. His eyes drift open above it, pale blue glittering through his lashes, and he can track the curve of an IV line traveling from its stand to the crook of his elbow. Saline? Or is he going to be drugged again? Above and behind his head, where he can't twist to see, he hears a machine start beeping, alerting someone that the prisoner's awake.
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