Rikki Barnes, the second Bucky, now Nomad.
(Indy Rikki Barnes rp account.
616 and MCU both welcome. Read about for more info.)

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buckybarnes-thewintersoldier:

"But you weren’t lying, were you?"

She looked levelly at him. “No. I wasn’t.”

interdimensional-kickerofbutt:

America turned around, slamming her back –and Rikki– against the wall, feeling it crack under her weight. Crap. She had to focus in not hurting her. Not let go.

Gr-" Do not let go. Do not let go. America was going to run out of air soon, if she could just wait her out-

battleagainstinjustice:

noworldnomad:

"It’s weird." Rikki stirred the coffee with her stick, licked the foam off the end- any excuse to not look at Steve. "For everyone else that was three years ago. For me, it was a couple of months. For you it was… what? Five years? Ten? More?"

"More than ten." He said, it’d been an eternity if he were to count the years that he’d spent in other dimensions and universes, all amounting to years. He took a sip of his drink, eyes on her cautiously. 

"It’s easy to forget. Which is unfair." She glanced back at him, feeling his eyes on her, then looked at her coffee again. "The way you treated me… then was appalling Steve. Whether you thought you were… ‘protecting’ me or not. Maybe you’re not my Dad, but you’re my friend and you oughta have acted better than that. But-” steadying herself, she took a breath, “I’m not gonna leave you hanging out to dry. ‘Cause you’ve been through the wringer and you don’t deserve that. What happened to Ian?”

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interdimensional-kickerofbutt:

peppermademeablog:

noworldnomad:

"… Make sure you mention that Doom might be involved. Don’t wanna make their poker games awkward."

Poker games?” Tony says, grip tightening on the yolk, “with Victor?”

America sends the text and looks at him, then at Rikki. She arched an eyebrow. She didn’t know about that. ”We’ll ask him about it later.”

Shit.

"I was joking." Rikki said flatly. Probably Loki had been too. “They’re more Happy Families sorta people anyway. Where are we?”

+noworldnomad

buckybarnes-thewintersoldier:

noworldnomad:

buckybarnes-thewintersoldier:

"Exactly." He paused. "I’m not quite sure what to do with you."

"I didn’t come here looking for help. If you mean you’re not sure if you should arrest me or not-” She shrugged, “I can’t stop you. Dunno where you’d take me now SHIELD’s kaput, but go ahead. Maybe we can get them to run a DNA test.”

"That’s not what I mean. I…feel somehow responsible for you now."

"Like I said." She started down the stairs, "Not looking for help. And I’m just some kid who tied to lie to you, right? So don’t."

battleagainstinjustice:

noworldnomad:

Rikki gestured to the seat beside her. There was a cup sitting there- his order. She knew it, of course.

"Remember how we used to go bowling?"

She never said it was urgent, but it was his assumption so he couldn’t exactly be angry at her for smalltalk. 

He took a seat and looked down at the coffee, then up at her, hands wrapping around the cup. “Yes.” 

"It’s weird." Rikki stirred the coffee with her stick, licked the foam off the end- any excuse to not look at Steve. "For everyone else that was three years ago. For me, it was a couple of months. For you it was… what? Five years? Ten? More?"

+noworldnomad

buckybarnes-thewintersoldier:

"Exactly." He paused. "I’m not quite sure what to do with you."

"I didn’t come here looking for help. If you mean you’re not sure if you should arrest me or not-” She shrugged, “I can’t stop you. Dunno where you’d take me now SHIELD’s kaput, but go ahead. Maybe we can get them to run a DNA test.”

battleagainstinjustice:

Steve slipped on his black vest and brown bomber jacket, hair pushed back, aviators on. He was a little paranoid, yes, but that was because he’d been on edge since coming back from Dimension Z. Who could blame him? And now taking on more missions as Commander than Captain was keeping him busy. 

He arrived on time, spotting her and stepping up to her, hands in his pockets. “What was so urgent?” Straight to the point. 

Rikki gestured to the seat beside her. There was a cup sitting there- his order. She knew it, of course.

"Remember how we used to go bowling?"

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interdimensional-kickerofbutt:

America blinks surprised, then bites her lips.

"Yeah… I guess you’re right," she sighs. Keeping things from him hadn’t really worked out well last time. "Okay, I’ll send him a text. If he wants to come, I’ll tell him to catch up with us there." If he doesn’t offer, though, she’s not taking the risk.

"… Make sure you mention that Doom might be involved. Don’t wanna make their poker games awkward."

battleagainstinjustice:

noworldnomad:

Be a lady about it Barnes.

[text]: Thank you.

[Text]: You're welcome. 

She put effort into picking her outfit- wanting to look like an adult for once she went for shoes rather than sneakers and a jacket instead of a hoodie.

She still arrived ten minutes early though.