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Who|: Alex Murphy and Bucky Barnes, Alex Murphy and Shaggy
What|: Alex Murphy finds out cyborgs and rotten floorboards don’t work together: he needs a super soldier to save his graphene butt. He also intercepts a parachute with food and gives it to Shaggy, the human blackhole.
Where|: For Bucky, an abandoned building on the edge of town. For Shaggy, the Amusement Park
When|: First night for Bucky, sometime during Week 1 for Shaggy
Warnings/Notes|:

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[soldieronwards]

"Wish I could say a lot of things I can't say here," is Bucky's slightly wry response. He glances away, off into the darkness, wondering just where the cameras are, just how they're being recorded. But there's no point in thinking too much on it. "But you're right. Let's get the hell out of this place."

He gingerly pushes a less dangerous-looking beam into a slant, so that they both have an easier way of getting out of the pit, and breathes a short sigh of relief when nothing else falls over as a result. He takes a few steps up to test it, then holds out his gloved left hand to help the other man up. "Come on."

A pause. "By the way. I'm Bucky Barnes. I'm going to try to help people here."

What he doesn't say: I'm not interested in playing this game the way they want me to. But it's clear enough.

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Alex almost starts to say maybe he shouldn't offer a hand like that because he's pretty sure he weighs as much as a car now. After a moment, he accepts the hand, bracing himself to try to take as much weight as possible so Bucky doesn't throw out his back hauling his graphene butt out of here. He lurches up after Bucky, the beam groaning under his weight. Just like that, they're both free and above ground.

"Detective Alex Murphy," Alex likes the sound of Bucky already. He's not just blowing hot air, he actually did go out of his way to help him out, so color him convinced. "Wish there were more people like you out there."

He means it, too. Alex jerks his thumb over his shoulder.

"Better get back to my friends. See you around."

He pivots and heads down the road, glancing over his shoulder before the fog sweeps in.