infligere: (Taking the order)
Brock Rumlow ([personal profile] infligere) wrote in [community profile] spaces_between 2017-12-07 03:42 pm (UTC)

Not that long ago, he considered himself a master of lies, particularly if it was going to land him somewhere useful. He recalled his lies very well too, had always had a memory for that sort of thing, though he also always liked to inject a grain of truth into each of his lies in order to make them more believable and have a better follow through. With the shedding of his identity of HYDRA, he had more or less given up the need for lies, had made a personal decision to just say what he meant and if people didn't like it, screw 'em.

However, while his interactions were few and sometimes far between, he had liked to think that he hadn't purposefully lied to Winter. It was one of the reasons he thought they got on so well, even if all the truthful details had been about mission details and answering the necessary questions to have a mission go successfully. In the times there were difficult questions, he deflected with a promise to explain at another time and he always came back around to that. Soldiers in a war zone only put one another at risk with lies, so he kept those to a minimal.

And yeah, he knew that throwing down the bait was probably unfair. However, it was going to always been a bone of contention with anyone who found Winter. He knew some of the details but not all of them; there were some aspects of Winter that were classified even from him. HYDRA was an expert machine for compartmentalization. No one knew everything in order to hide secrets better.

Maybe it was a bit surprising that Barnes didn't immediately throw a punch at him for bringing it up. "There are... resources and a few people who exist in hiding who know bits and pieces of how you were maintained. I can get access to them, and we can get that shit out, break it down." He shifted his shoulders, letting his hands continue to be seen without a weapon. "However, that involves you putting a considerable amount of trust in me, and I get that would be difficult."

He gestured with his head towards the door. "It's why I suggested mercenary missions first, so you can assess that I'm not out to just lock you down any way I can, and you can walk any time you want. If you can trust me with bullets flying to do the right thing, I figure I can eventually earn your trust enough that we can help you."

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