[ Strange, isn't it - that rift between a title inherited, chosen and reclaimed, and a title given to you on paper only. There's a part of Sam that pities Walker. Right about until he remembers the near heart attack of walking out of the police station at night with Bucky only to hear the howl of a siren used to hail him. That alone sours him. The blood on the shield is another matter entirely, a much bigger one. ]
Y'know. I was almost looking for the inevitable moment Ross showed up at our doorstep. Don't think the guy's ego is quite over the lot of us high-tailing it out of his precious waterworld prison.
[ He flicks a grin towards Bucky, but it's not as sharp at the edges. ]
Thought I'd make some popcorn, watch him try to explain to you how I ain't officially appointed and the shield's their property.
[ Like that would have gone over well. Like Sam would ever even entertain the guy's bullshit. The notion of just inserting Bucky into that conversation is entertaining, though. ]
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Y'know. I was almost looking for the inevitable moment Ross showed up at our doorstep. Don't think the guy's ego is quite over the lot of us high-tailing it out of his precious waterworld prison.
[ He flicks a grin towards Bucky, but it's not as sharp at the edges. ]
Thought I'd make some popcorn, watch him try to explain to you how I ain't officially appointed and the shield's their property.
[ Like that would have gone over well. Like Sam would ever even entertain the guy's bullshit. The notion of just inserting Bucky into that conversation is entertaining, though. ]