Mick thought it was really fucking weird how Len's fucktoy was acting today. Sure, he didn't have a metal arm anymore - that had to be odd. Okay. Mick could understand that.
But he kept listing to the side like a goddamn overloaded ship, and giving Mick looks like he was going to bite his head off.
Mick helped out by walking past him on the right-hand side - the side James was leaning towards - every so often, and James would jerk upright like he didn't want to get so close to Mick. Then, he seemed to stop noticing so much. After the third time like that, where James didn't straighten up at all, Mick helpfully reached out and pushed him over a few inches.
Then he pointed. "Think that's the place?" There was a squat bunker up ahead, surrounded by razor wire-topped fence and guarded by two guards in what looked like HYDRA uniforms.
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Date: 2016-07-01 04:06 am (UTC)But he kept listing to the side like a goddamn overloaded ship, and giving Mick looks like he was going to bite his head off.
Mick helped out by walking past him on the right-hand side - the side James was leaning towards - every so often, and James would jerk upright like he didn't want to get so close to Mick. Then, he seemed to stop noticing so much. After the third time like that, where James didn't straighten up at all, Mick helpfully reached out and pushed him over a few inches.
Then he pointed. "Think that's the place?" There was a squat bunker up ahead, surrounded by razor wire-topped fence and guarded by two guards in what looked like HYDRA uniforms.