Rikki Barnes, the second Bucky, now Nomad. (Indy Rikki Barnes rp account. comics, MCU and crossovers welcome. Read About for more info. FC Allison Scagliotti.)

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a-different-buchanan:

noworldnomad:

a-different-buchanan:

noworldnomad:

a-different-buchanan:

"I don’t fucking know. I just got shot you think I know what happened to the bullet?!"

"I’m an optimist!" Jeez, no panicking. "Okay. Okay. I’m just gonna have to check for an exit wound, so- I dunno, clench your teeth or something?"

"Fuck it." He growled and he forced himself onto his stomach, "Fuck, anything? Please tell me there’s something."

Nope.

Of course not.

"… Get back down." She reached into her med kit, "I’ve got tweezers. It’ll be fine.

He pushed himself back onto his back and groaned audibly, “What the fuck are you doing?”

"Getting a bullet outta your side- Don’t worry. Done it for Steve tons of times. Just- just try not to move, okay?"

"You hit your head and have been out for two days."
barbketch

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noworldnomad:

noworldnomad:

"You- … You…" God, her head was spinning. Rikki sank back down. "… Thanks."


Rikki shook her head, “Jeez- you- I’m so sorry. God. Are you okay?”

She gave her a flat look. “He smashed a phone against a flaming, indestructible skull. You really don’t need to ask that. Plus, the knife hut a lot worse.” She moved the right strap of her tank top a bit to show a rather fresh-looking scar. “I was going to let him live until he did that.”

"… Crap." Rikki sagged back onto the bed. "I’m sorry. Jeez. I’m so sorry." And now she was babbling like an idiot. Rikki shook her head, gave her America’s number. "Just text her. Say I’m okay. Thank you."

a-different-buchanan:

noworldnomad:

a-different-buchanan:

"I don’t fucking know. I just got shot you think I know what happened to the bullet?!"

"I’m an optimist!" Jeez, no panicking. "Okay. Okay. I’m just gonna have to check for an exit wound, so- I dunno, clench your teeth or something?"

"Fuck it." He growled and he forced himself onto his stomach, "Fuck, anything? Please tell me there’s something."

Nope.

Of course not.

"… Get back down." She reached into her med kit, "I’ve got tweezers. It’ll be fine.

Little thing
noworldnomad

dakens-poor-life-choices:

noworldnomad:

dakens-poor-life-choices:

Send me ‘Little Thing’ and my muse will tell yours something as a child.

"Romulus sent me to find an old woman. I didn’t know why she had to die but he seemed absolutely adamant about it. Shame really, she did make wonderful tea."

He was just a little boy. He shouldn’t even have ideas like that in his head. More and more- ever since she’d started doing this ‘hero’ stuff- she’d realized how lucky she’d been. Sure her Dad had been gone, sure her Mom had died, but she’d been raised by the best people in the world. She’d been loved.

"I know you can tell when I’m lying." Rikki smiled faintly, eyes on his. "I believe it. As much as I believe anything."

There was something coy about his acceptance. He’d believe her for now but was more than prepared for her to suddenly change. People seemed to do that around him. One day they would be laughing alongside him and then despise him. He still didn’t understand his pheromones, just knew that he had some way of influencing people.

"Until something changes your mind on the matter." He hummed quietly. "Take me to meet him."

"I’m real stubborn." She smiled, sincerely, grateful that she was somehow avoiding death by skewering, that he wasn’t going to go running back to his torturer either. "Thanks. Really. Come on. You see that big building with the ‘A’ on it? That’s where I live. That’s where we’ll go to call him."

Where Romulus would have to get through the Avengers o reach them.

"You hit your head and have been out for two days."
barbketch

barbketch:

noworldnomad:

noworldnomad:

"You- … You…" God, her head was spinning. Rikki sank back down. "… Thanks."


Oh god, America. "Yeah. Jeez- my phone- is it still in one piece? You got it?"

She looked down. “No. He smashed it against my skull when I was fighting him. Do you have it memorized? I have my phone.”

Rikki shook her head, “Jeez- you- I’m so sorry. God. Are you okay?”

a-different-buchanan:

"I don’t fucking know. I just got shot you think I know what happened to the bullet?!"

"I’m an optimist!" Jeez, no panicking. "Okay. Okay. I’m just gonna have to check for an exit wound, so- I dunno, clench your teeth or something?"

Little thing
noworldnomad

dakens-poor-life-choices:

dakens-poor-life-choices:

Send me ‘Little Thing’ and my muse will tell yours something as a child.

"Romulus sent me to find an old woman. I didn’t know why she had to die but he seemed absolutely adamant about it. Shame really, she did make wonderful tea."

She was soft. Was that why his older self was so drawn to her? Soft in the head with age or something? But there was that genuine kindness that was so hard to find within her he couldn’t shake. He hadn’t seen that level of care in someone since Akihira.. 

"And you believe this? With all your heart?" He gave her a sceptical look, but that didn’t stop him shuffling a bit closer to her. 

He was just a little boy. He shouldn’t even have ideas like that in his head. More and more- ever since she’d started doing this ‘hero’ stuff- she’d realized how lucky she’d been. Sure her Dad had been gone, sure her Mom had died, but she’d been raised by the best people in the world. She’d been loved.

"I know you can tell when I’m lying." Rikki smiled faintly, eyes on his. "I believe it. As much as I believe anything."

"You hit your head and have been out for two days."
barbketch

barbketch:

noworldnomad:

noworldnomad:

"You- … You…" God, her head was spinning. Rikki sank back down. "… Thanks."


"… dumb of me to let him get me." She murmured, trying to force herself to wake up. "Stupid. Slow.

"Happens to the best of us. Do you need me to call someone to let them know where you are?"

Oh god, America. "Yeah. Jeez- my phone- is it still in one piece? You got it?"

losangeleshero:

noworldnomad:

"Heh." Rikki smiled again, nodded. "Thanks. And completely me. Jerk was trying to like make trees sentient. Y’know those like- the tree guys? In that Ring movie? I think that sorta thing. Instead he had a bunch of seedlings and me in a trench of cow dung. Yeuch."

Ain’t a thing.

     She grabs a towel from the small closet in the trailer home, handing it to Rikki.

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For real?  Well futz, I’m totally sad I missed the almost-Ent party.  Now wash yourself off or my dog might start to think it’s okay to dig on you.  

"Ugh thank you. So much.” Rikki took it gratefully, headed into the bathroom. “I’m so sorry. I shoulda probably just gone and jumped in the ocean.”