eleutheria: DNT (➊➎)
ѕтepнanιe "ѕтevιe" rogerѕ ([personal profile] eleutheria) wrote in [community profile] spaces_between 2014-06-01 04:01 am (UTC)

The weight of his gaze on her was just a bit disconcerting, mostly since she wasn’t sure she could properly identify exactly the feelings that were flickering on them and maybe it was better if she didn’t, the last thing she needed was further distraction and she was quite adept at ignoring certain things and be able to focus on what was the most important thing at the moment.

She wasn’t sure if that was meant to be a compliment or not, but she supposed she had to be smart enough to recognize that, after all, wasn’t she a symbol herself and it would have really been rather sad if she hadn’t been able to understand his message. When he moved, she kept her position, knowing by experience that she shouldn’t completely trust he wouldn’t attack her just yet. “I thought I was in a world free of that ideology already.” And she truly had, she had thought she had taken the one responsible for this already. “Yet here they are still, there can be fewer heads but they might always come back.”

How long it had taken Zola to single handedly recover the organization, in the shadows and right under the noses of SHIELD, it was something she will rather not think about since thinking about Zola, sent her to the path of thinking about what they had done to the man in front of her.

Noticing the now close distance between them, she took a little step back and braced herself for anything while she met his eyes firmly, refusing to look away. “You were the closest person in my life, my closest friend and companion, even when I had nothing you were always at my side.” It was hard to put into simple words what Bucky, what he meant to her.

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