Unnamed Legends/Avengers Verse

[strongerthanyouknow]

The Waverider isn't foreign to having the every now and again visitor, picked up in the middle of a mission. Dragged along for one. Dropping off, like so much chaff or a wayward puppy. The Avengers aren't exactly that, but at the end of the day The Avengers aren't Sara's concern. Her people are. Time is.

Cleaning house, and sweeping the people out, brings with it a sort of peace.
Another check in the books, that means they are at the end of the mission.

Means they can pretend for five or ten minutes, they're normal. Eat a damn meal all together, without everyone running off helter-skelter, guns at blazing. Means she can get some rest, in a bed really, really not made for three, but they've found ways to make it work, and there's nowhere else she'd be. Just a few more loose ends and mission notes to tie up. Then, a cursory glance over the timeline to see what and where Gideon thinks they should be headed next, and she'll be done with today.






[ For Bucky's Request To Come Aboard & Steve/Sara Conversations About This ]

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[bringstheheat]

When he wants to, Mick Rory can move like a shadow.
He's walking the ship one last time before going to Sara or Snart for the night, making sure that things are locked down and they're ready for the next job. Watching things because Sara's eyes can't be everywhere.

So he pulls to a halt as he watches Stars and Stripes leave the room they'd assigned to Barnes.

Barnes. Another guy who'd had his head put through the wringer. Brainwashed. Unmade. Turned into a weapon again and again. If one person on the ship understood what that was like, it was him.
Not that he was gonna admit it to this guy.

He regards the guy for a long moment.

"We'll watch his back."

[noblecaptain]

Steve blinked, freezing where he stood. He should have known, should have heard the other man but his mind had been too distracted. Forcing a smile, Steve slowly turned around and gave the other man a nod.

In truth, Steve knew very little about the crew he was dropping Bucky off with. A few things, rumours really, things he wasn't about to just go asking them if they did. He wasn't that rude. Still, they were there, in the back of his mind.

"Good," he said softly. "Just... Just saying goodbye," he murmured softly. "You know. Wishing him good luck..." Steve blushes. He can't help it. He can only imagine what they all think of him and his feelings about Bucky. It didn't matter if it was true, it still made him blush.

"Watch his six... He's good, uh... He's a good guy."

[bringstheheat]

He'll bet money that they're either banging or they will be eventually.

Mick shrugs and yanks a device from his pocket, pushing it at Steve. "Here. Modified phone so New Guy can call you, keep you from worrying."

[noblecaptain]

Steve takes the phone from Mick, staring at it a little before glancing up at the man handing it to him. He's quiet for a moment, surprised by the action.

"Thank you," he murmured. "That means a lot. I'll never stop worrying, but... This will help," he said with a small smile. "Thanks."