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Date: 2016-07-17 04:32 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] abide
How do you feel about baseball?

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Date: 2016-07-17 04:51 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] abide
[ He'd only managed to go a handful of times before Bucky had gotten shipped off, and then, after he'd followed him, the idea of it had sort of drifted from his mind unless some of the other soldiers had decided to take it up in their downtime. But her response makes him smile. ]

Listened to a lot of games on the radio more than I saw 'em when I was younger, but I think you're right. Too bad there's no stadium in space.

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Date: 2016-07-17 05:03 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] abide
I guess it was the thing to do growing up. [ The Great Depression and then the War weren't exactly great for pastime activities. ] You know... still not too sure how I feel about the fact they moved to Los Angeles.

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Date: 2016-07-17 05:15 am (UTC)
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I wasn't around when it actually happened, but it was one of the first things I looked up when I remembered. [ Does that sound weird? It probably does to someone who doesn't know his story. ] I mean, I'm sure they're great in California. Still not as good as being in New York though.

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Date: 2016-07-17 05:28 am (UTC)
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Or seeing 'em play.

[ Which he knows sounds odd, but he doesn't know how to brush off either comment - this one or the one before - like it's nothing. So, maybe he'll just grace her with a little (too much) honesty. ]

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Date: 2016-07-17 05:30 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] abide
I was born in 1918.

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Date: 2016-07-17 05:39 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] abide
Thanks? [ He's only 32!!! Well, physically. ] Trying to explain it is... complicated? Either way, it's a long story.

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Date: 2016-08-29 06:37 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] abide
[ Remembering everything about not having remembered her and meeting her when he'd been smaller makes things a little more complicated, but he feels he owes her an explanation. Somehow. ]

Hey, uh... [ Way to make it awkward. ] Did you wanna meet somewhere? There's something I wanted to talk to you about.

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Date: 2016-08-29 07:22 pm (UTC)
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[ He's met so many people in their barracks now that it honestly doesn't seem to bother him too much anymore. ]

I can meet you there. Where are you?

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Date: 2016-08-29 07:30 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] abide
Yeah, sure. [ He sounds a little amused as he answers. ] Just let me know. I'm on Mero, so it shouldn't take too long to get there.
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From: [personal profile] heisenbitch
[ Jesse hasn't heard from Dutch since she'd come across him getting high in the hallway, with her red blazing eyes and her blood-soaked fangs. He's worried. More than worried. He's typed a few messages, all of which he's deleted. He almost called her, too - but what if she doesn't answer? So, he sends a single tentative message, hoping like hell that she'll answer. ]

Dutch?

Date: 2016-11-16 06:23 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] heisenbitch
[ Jesse is sitting on the edge of his bed, jiggling his leg with anxious energy and smoking a cigarette, when his MID pings with a new incoming message. With ash crumbling off the end of his smoke, he fumbles quickly with his MID, hoping like hell that it's Dutch. And when he sees it is a response from her, relief floods through him.

Straight away, he switches the feed to video. The urgency with which he does that makes the video camera image of him jerky at first. His eyes are wide, relief written all over his face. ]


Dutch. Jesus, you're okay.

Date: 2016-11-17 03:23 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] heisenbitch
[ God, he's glad. He's so glad to see she's okay. So glad to see she looks like Dutch. He starts to smile back at her; the smile fades in its tracks when she brings up asking him to kill her. He doesn't want to be reminded of it. What if he had killed her? What if he'd had to kill her? The very thought still makes him feel sick to his stomach. ]

Look, it's-it's okay. What matters is you're okay. Okay?
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