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boogiewoogiebuglegal) wrote2019-08-11 09:49 am
boogiewoogiebuglegal) wrote2019-08-11 09:49 am
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Six Sentence Sunday
..from Chapter 10 of "The Ability to Stop," which is coming right along :D
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Bucky recalled the solidity of the Barton’s home, which had sat vacant for a similar length of time. It hadn’t needed much in the way of repairs either. “I’m sure they won’t.” He folded his arms. “So…White Wolf, Shuri?”
She might have flushed, but it was difficult to tell. “It’s…well, you’ve become a bit of a legend. The White Wolf is from one of ours; a protector, a guardian, made lame defending the pack, but who still keeps fighting.”
Bucky didn’t blush easily the way Steve did; never had, but he felt the back of his neck growing hot. “And did you know about this?” he asked Steve.
Steve grinned, the bastard. “I might have, yeah. Wanda told me in one of her letters that Samkelo called you that. Looks like it might have stuck.”
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Bucky recalled the solidity of the Barton’s home, which had sat vacant for a similar length of time. It hadn’t needed much in the way of repairs either. “I’m sure they won’t.” He folded his arms. “So…White Wolf, Shuri?”
She might have flushed, but it was difficult to tell. “It’s…well, you’ve become a bit of a legend. The White Wolf is from one of ours; a protector, a guardian, made lame defending the pack, but who still keeps fighting.”
Bucky didn’t blush easily the way Steve did; never had, but he felt the back of his neck growing hot. “And did you know about this?” he asked Steve.
Steve grinned, the bastard. “I might have, yeah. Wanda told me in one of her letters that Samkelo called you that. Looks like it might have stuck.”
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