[Bucky blinks when he realizes Steve is keeping pace. Sure, Bucky still isn't going full-speed, but something feels off. Digging through the layers in his head doesn't reveal anything immediately, leaving him confused as they continue to run, dirt crunching under their feet. How *is* Steve keeping up with him? The high spreads through the link, though Bucky tries to shake it free.
Something's wrong.
He ran like this. Steve ran like this, up over curved metal as Bucky raised a pistol in both hands and emptied three rounds into red, white, and blue. Or down on the glass, when he thrust his knife into Steve's shoulder.
No, no he got out. He doesn't do that anymore. He doesn't---
Bucky stumbles, long limbs stretching out as he falls and catching one of Steve's heels on accident.]
lmk if this isn't ok!
Something's wrong.
He ran like this. Steve ran like this, up over curved metal as Bucky raised a pistol in both hands and emptied three rounds into red, white, and blue. Or down on the glass, when he thrust his knife into Steve's shoulder.
No, no he got out. He doesn't do that anymore. He doesn't---
Bucky stumbles, long limbs stretching out as he falls and catching one of Steve's heels on accident.]