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thearena2014-09-27 12:59 pm
tookthewheel) wrote in thearena2014-09-27 12:59 pm
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Bit by bit, torn apart [closed]
Who| Tony Stark, Thor, Aang and a dying MCU!Bucky Barnes
What| Bucky's slowly kicking the Buck-et while hallucinating from the poisoned water, Thor provides a mercy kill
Where| Build-a-Buddy
When| Some hours after the fight with Shepard
Warnings/Notes| Death, feels
After the burst of adrenaline which enabled Bucky to make his escape from Shepard with Tony wore off the extent of the wound he'd sustained had quickly dawned on them both. Unable to face climbing up the escalators the two men had managed to make it into one of the ground floor stores, hopefully safe from another attack.
By the time Bucky slumps down in the corner of the store, back to a display piled high with teddy-bears the full agony of the stab-wound he's sustained is making itself know. It's not only that, he thinks in what is going to be one of his last moments of true clarity, there's something else wrong with him as his head starts to spin.
The fingers of his right hand move, fumbling over the hilt of the crystal she used to stab him, feeling the blood soaking into his shirt quickly coat his fingers as he covers it. "Don't... take it out." he manages to tell Tony, breathing hard. It'll make it worse.
Not that it matters, he realises, too well-versed in the weaknesses of the human body from his career as an assassin to mistake a death wound for anything else. He's not walking away from this, it's only a matter of time.
What| Bucky's slowly kicking the Buck-et while hallucinating from the poisoned water, Thor provides a mercy kill
Where| Build-a-Buddy
When| Some hours after the fight with Shepard
Warnings/Notes| Death, feels
After the burst of adrenaline which enabled Bucky to make his escape from Shepard with Tony wore off the extent of the wound he'd sustained had quickly dawned on them both. Unable to face climbing up the escalators the two men had managed to make it into one of the ground floor stores, hopefully safe from another attack.
By the time Bucky slumps down in the corner of the store, back to a display piled high with teddy-bears the full agony of the stab-wound he's sustained is making itself know. It's not only that, he thinks in what is going to be one of his last moments of true clarity, there's something else wrong with him as his head starts to spin.
The fingers of his right hand move, fumbling over the hilt of the crystal she used to stab him, feeling the blood soaking into his shirt quickly coat his fingers as he covers it. "Don't... take it out." he manages to tell Tony, breathing hard. It'll make it worse.
Not that it matters, he realises, too well-versed in the weaknesses of the human body from his career as an assassin to mistake a death wound for anything else. He's not walking away from this, it's only a matter of time.