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[ She's still not used to this. Bucky, therefore, gets a grand total of three messages back...
The first: ]
.... Hi.
[ The second, after a mild delay: ]
This is Eleven.
[ And then, finally, after another delay, because she's used to walkie talkies and not this: ]
... over?
The first: ]
.... Hi.
[ The second, after a mild delay: ]
This is Eleven.
[ And then, finally, after another delay, because she's used to walkie talkies and not this: ]
... over?
[She may not be able to see it, but her responses leave him with a soft smile on his face. The fact she's responding at all is enough to cause it.]
It's good to hear your voice.
[And he means it. Sure, they may not have known each other for long. But he does care for her.]
How're you holding up?
It's good to hear your voice.
[And he means it. Sure, they may not have known each other for long. But he does care for her.]
How're you holding up?
I'm spying.
[ For a moment just the sound of her breathing, then quietly: ]
I don't like it here. Loud. Too many people.
[ She fiddles with the edge of her overcoat. Today's vibrant color mixture is neon orange, ping and teal blue. Eleven loves it - but she misses her new leather jacket. ]
Are you safe?
[ For a moment just the sound of her breathing, then quietly: ]
I don't like it here. Loud. Too many people.
[ She fiddles with the edge of her overcoat. Today's vibrant color mixture is neon orange, ping and teal blue. Eleven loves it - but she misses her new leather jacket. ]
Are you safe?
[She's what? For a moment, he just stares at the wall opposite him, his smile fading as he tries to remind himself of the fact that he can't go to see her. Not if they all plan on getting out of this in one piece.
Eventually though, in a tighter voice-]
Yeah, I'm with some friends. Have you tried asking Viveca if she can play some music for you? Might make it a little easier.
[Something to distract her from the people here.]
Eventually though, in a tighter voice-]
Yeah, I'm with some friends. Have you tried asking Viveca if she can play some music for you? Might make it a little easier.
[Something to distract her from the people here.]
[ Oh if only he knew what 'spying' entails for her. ]
No music. I let the shower run. It's like the pale noise from the radio.
[ White noise. It helps wash out distractions, helps her senses focus inwards. ]
Friends are good to have. Mine are home.
No music. I let the shower run. It's like the pale noise from the radio.
[ White noise. It helps wash out distractions, helps her senses focus inwards. ]
Friends are good to have. Mine are home.
You mean some of your friends are home. You've still got me.
[It might not be anywhere near the same level of friendship she has with the people back in her world, nor what he has with a few particular people up here, but he wants her to at least know that she isn't alone here. As long as she's willing to accept it.]
When we're done here, we can go camp out in the Sunlight room. Maybe ask Viveca if she can get us a treehouse or something.
[And yes, he's fully aware that she already lives in there. But he's hoping he'll be able to convince her to move into one of the rooms a little closer to his.]
[It might not be anywhere near the same level of friendship she has with the people back in her world, nor what he has with a few particular people up here, but he wants her to at least know that she isn't alone here. As long as she's willing to accept it.]
When we're done here, we can go camp out in the Sunlight room. Maybe ask Viveca if she can get us a treehouse or something.
[And yes, he's fully aware that she already lives in there. But he's hoping he'll be able to convince her to move into one of the rooms a little closer to his.]
[ That gives her pause. Is Bucky her friend? They've barely met, but he's been kind to her, helped her. Like Mike, just a grown up, and surprisingly decent for one of those. ]
Okay. Friends.
[ There's a smile in her voice at that. She can't quite help the way her lips curl, shy and pleased. Eleven isn't very good at making friends - but they seem to be good at finding her.
Softly: ]
I keep my friends safe.
Okay. Friends.
[ There's a smile in her voice at that. She can't quite help the way her lips curl, shy and pleased. Eleven isn't very good at making friends - but they seem to be good at finding her.
Softly: ]
I keep my friends safe.
[ That makes annoyance flare in her briefly. ]
you also don't have the job.
[ Sharp, though the words come out a little more slowly than others because she's frustrated, however mildly. ]
I'm strong. And you don't choose for me.
you also don't have the job.
[ Sharp, though the words come out a little more slowly than others because she's frustrated, however mildly. ]
I'm strong. And you don't choose for me.
You're right. I don't.
[Have the job, or get to choose for her. But his voice remains calm, at ease despite her clear annoyance. This is familiar territory for him, and he'd like to believe his last attempt at explaining his reasons for being so protective worked out for the best.
Sort of.]
I'm not doubting that you're strong. And I'm not saying you can't take care of yourself. All I'm trying to say is that you're not here alone, Eleven.
[Have the job, or get to choose for her. But his voice remains calm, at ease despite her clear annoyance. This is familiar territory for him, and he'd like to believe his last attempt at explaining his reasons for being so protective worked out for the best.
Sort of.]
I'm not doubting that you're strong. And I'm not saying you can't take care of yourself. All I'm trying to say is that you're not here alone, Eleven.
Eggo-1, this is Stark, over.
( he even adds in a little static crackle, because why the heck not? )
( he even adds in a little static crackle, because why the heck not? )
This is. Not a walkie talkie. You're being silly.
[ Delivered not unkindly, but with the usual weight of 14 year old judgment. You can practically hear the scrunched up nose and the brow furrowed in confusion.
But then, a moment later: ]
... over.
[ Delivered not unkindly, but with the usual weight of 14 year old judgment. You can practically hear the scrunched up nose and the brow furrowed in confusion.
But then, a moment later: ]
... over.
[ A small huff of breath. It's not a derisive snort, and therefore can be counted as progress. ]
Yeah. [ Then, more softly: ] Friends.
[ Because she gets that. Friendship, and wanting to protect. Sometimes a little too much even, a little more than is necessary. Caring for people means being scared sometimes, not for yourself but for them. ]
Do you worry less, when you see me?
Yeah. [ Then, more softly: ] Friends.
[ Because she gets that. Friendship, and wanting to protect. Sometimes a little too much even, a little more than is necessary. Caring for people means being scared sometimes, not for yourself but for them. ]
Do you worry less, when you see me?
Roger that, Eggo-1. Silliness is necessary. Been a tough week. How about you?
( Lest he forget: )
Over.
( Lest he forget: )
Over.
Edited (better) 2021-09-22 17:48 (UTC)
I'd still worry. But it'd be a whole lot easier to manage with you on my six.
[Though he means it a little more literally than with people like Sam. He doesn't want Eleven there to watch his back. Instead, it simply means that he can take point and try to head off any hits headed her way.]
When we get back to the station, we'll go break out the Doc's waffle maker. Cook up a mountain of waffles, just for the two of us.
[Though he means it a little more literally than with people like Sam. He doesn't want Eleven there to watch his back. Instead, it simply means that he can take point and try to head off any hits headed her way.]
When we get back to the station, we'll go break out the Doc's waffle maker. Cook up a mountain of waffles, just for the two of us.
What's... 'on my six'? [ A beat. ] I'm not good at math.
[ She's learned her numbers, but not much beyond that.
She does decide she'll check in on him, though. He might worry, but so does she. And unlike him, she has a way to see him whenever she wants. ]
Yes. I want that. We can make it really tall.
[ She's learned her numbers, but not much beyond that.
She does decide she'll check in on him, though. He might worry, but so does she. And unlike him, she has a way to see him whenever she wants. ]
Yes. I want that. We can make it really tall.
I like the clothes. They're bright. I'm spying, and that's... hard. But I can do it.
[ She hesitates. ]
Are you... Eggo-2? Over.
[ She hesitates. ]
Are you... Eggo-2? Over.
Sure, ( he tells her warmly, holding off on the question he wants to ask. ) I can be Eggo-2. Loud 'n clear.
Spying's pretty serious business. ( Surely it's nothing major? Drafting in a powerless (though if the Ti'Shaaz took her in, is she really?) kid for spy work makes him uneasy. Or is it that he's comparing El too much to (his) Peter? She seems so young by comparison, though they've got to be around the same age. )
Sounds like you're working hard. Over.
Spying's pretty serious business. ( Surely it's nothing major? Drafting in a powerless (though if the Ti'Shaaz took her in, is she really?) kid for spy work makes him uneasy. Or is it that he's comparing El too much to (his) Peter? She seems so young by comparison, though they've got to be around the same age. )
Sounds like you're working hard. Over.
[ She toys with the edge of her overcoat - today's inspired color combination for her wardrobe is orange and neon pink, with a dash of lime green. The Collective provided her with all of the colors, and Eleven intends to use them, unaware of the eye sores she creates, just happy to mix and match bright colors. ]
I don't like it when it's not my choice. But it's easy. You don't have to worry. Over.
I don't like it when it's not my choice. But it's easy. You don't have to worry. Over.
[ It's cute he thinks she'll be standing behind him. What an adult thing to say. But Eleven lets him believe it - if it makes him feel better, why not. Eleven will allow it. After all, she knows better. ]
Deal. I'm sorry I can't be there. In person. But I'm still watching, sometimes. So it's okay.
Deal. I'm sorry I can't be there. In person. But I'm still watching, sometimes. So it's okay.
...say again, Eggo-1. What are they making you do?
( Tony doesn't lose the easy tone, careful to keep his tone level. )
Over.
( Tony doesn't lose the easy tone, careful to keep his tone level. )
Over.
[It's the morning after they got back from the last mission. And while he knows he made Eleven a promise of waffle mountains and camp outs, after everything that happened during their last mission, he's had to put that on hold. At least temporarily.
So instead, there's a box left outside her tent for when she returns. Inside, there's a few bags of pre-made waffles, along with a note explaining how to reheat them. Next, is a new friend for her, even if she doesn't have the context behind it. And finally, something more her size. Not that he's planning on asking for his own jacket back. He's already claimed a temporary replacement. And, if she checks the pockets, there's also a folded up note waiting for her:
Hey, Eleven
I'm going to have to take a rain check on our plans for a while. Some stuff came up that I need to take care of first. But the second I can, I'll be coming to see you. If you need anything before that, you come find me. I don't care what it is. I'll be there.
Sorry for cancelling on you like this. I wouldn't have done it if it wasn't important. And I promise I'll make it up to you as soon as I can.
Bucky
And that's it. Sorry, kiddo, but he has a best friend-slash-something he needs to focus on for a while.]
So instead, there's a box left outside her tent for when she returns. Inside, there's a few bags of pre-made waffles, along with a note explaining how to reheat them. Next, is a new friend for her, even if she doesn't have the context behind it. And finally, something more her size. Not that he's planning on asking for his own jacket back. He's already claimed a temporary replacement. And, if she checks the pockets, there's also a folded up note waiting for her:
Hey, Eleven
I'm going to have to take a rain check on our plans for a while. Some stuff came up that I need to take care of first. But the second I can, I'll be coming to see you. If you need anything before that, you come find me. I don't care what it is. I'll be there.
Sorry for cancelling on you like this. I wouldn't have done it if it wasn't important. And I promise I'll make it up to you as soon as I can.
Bucky
And that's it. Sorry, kiddo, but he has a best friend-slash-something he needs to focus on for a while.]
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