"Yeah, okay, I promise." Bucky had no idea why it was so important, but it wasn't like he wanted to die. He was grateful for the reminder that it wasn't a hopeless situation. It wasn't like him to give up - but this was the one thing that terrified him.
Flipping the knife in his hand, he pushed up into a crouch. "So are we fighting, or surrendering, then?"
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Date: 2016-06-13 01:06 am (UTC)Flipping the knife in his hand, he pushed up into a crouch. "So are we fighting, or surrendering, then?"