"Tell you what," James growled, looking between Rory and Palmer, then back to Rory again. "Every time he opens says anything between here and the ship, you get to punch him once we get back."
Rory's eyes lit up, and he gave a psychotic grin. "Sounds good to me. Sarge."
Palmer gaped a them. "Hey, you can't just..."
Grinning all the wider, Mick held up a single finger. One infraction already. Gulping hard, Palmer shut his mouth.
"Stay close. Don't wander off." Raking a hand through his hair, James shoved it back in an approximation of his old style, still trying to get used to the way it ended far sooner than it should have.
Straightening his shoulders, he ducked back out of the tent alley. They managed to make it the rest of the way to the command tent without any further problems, thank God. Even better, the man coming out of the tent was exactly who James wanted to see.
"Colonel Phillips! Sir." James drew to a textbook halt and saluted, waiting until the Colonel saluted him back before dropping it.
"Sergeant. What the hell are you doing here?" Phillips scowled at him, his gaze flicking back to the other three before dismissing them as unimportant. "You're supposed to be fifty miles outside of Vienna right now. Where's Rogers?"
"Fifty miles outside Vienna," James told him - entirely truthful. "We ran into a snag - there's a new player on the field. Vandal Savage. Looks like he's after an alliance with HYDRA. Captain Rogers didn't want to abandon position, but he wanted more info so he sent me and some of the others back."
"Savage, huh? Sounds made up." Phillips grunted. "Better than the 'Red Skull', I suppose. You're in luck, Sergeant. Agent Carter just got back from the field, I haven't even read the report yet. I suspect that's where you'll find everything you need."
Carter. Of course. Exactly the person James hadn't wanted to have to talk to. He saluted again, and Phillips returned it. "Sir. Thank you, sir. I'll get right on it."
Turning on his heel, he marched back to where the others had been a few steps back. "Looks like we're hunting down Carter," he told them, as if they'd know exactly who that was.
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Rory's eyes lit up, and he gave a psychotic grin. "Sounds good to me. Sarge."
Palmer gaped a them. "Hey, you can't just..."
Grinning all the wider, Mick held up a single finger. One infraction already. Gulping hard, Palmer shut his mouth.
"Stay close. Don't wander off." Raking a hand through his hair, James shoved it back in an approximation of his old style, still trying to get used to the way it ended far sooner than it should have.
Straightening his shoulders, he ducked back out of the tent alley. They managed to make it the rest of the way to the command tent without any further problems, thank God. Even better, the man coming out of the tent was exactly who James wanted to see.
"Colonel Phillips! Sir." James drew to a textbook halt and saluted, waiting until the Colonel saluted him back before dropping it.
"Sergeant. What the hell are you doing here?" Phillips scowled at him, his gaze flicking back to the other three before dismissing them as unimportant. "You're supposed to be fifty miles outside of Vienna right now. Where's Rogers?"
"Fifty miles outside Vienna," James told him - entirely truthful. "We ran into a snag - there's a new player on the field. Vandal Savage. Looks like he's after an alliance with HYDRA. Captain Rogers didn't want to abandon position, but he wanted more info so he sent me and some of the others back."
"Savage, huh? Sounds made up." Phillips grunted. "Better than the 'Red Skull', I suppose. You're in luck, Sergeant. Agent Carter just got back from the field, I haven't even read the report yet. I suspect that's where you'll find everything you need."
Carter. Of course. Exactly the person James hadn't wanted to have to talk to. He saluted again, and Phillips returned it. "Sir. Thank you, sir. I'll get right on it."
Turning on his heel, he marched back to where the others had been a few steps back. "Looks like we're hunting down Carter," he told them, as if they'd know exactly who that was.