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[The voice is coming into and out of focus, but it doesn't seem to care. It's clipped, and determined.]

They really know how to roll out the welcome mat, don't they? I feel— [buzz and static] ain't the Blitz, but— [more of the same]

I heard the Avengers were here, and I wanna sit-rep. This is [more static] Captain America. [While the reception ain't great, anyone who knows him can tell this is Not Steve.]

I need to know what I'm dealing with.

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Freakin' hope so. Don't know what you're dealing with right now, but that's what I'm dealing with.

You're not [more static] underground.

[ Lengthy pause. Wow, that sounds kind of like a Bat-Question. Jason already knows he can't win against a Bat-Question, BUT THAT DOESN'T STOP HIM FROM TRYING. ]

I was.

You can't— [This is a real pause, not static. He is considering his words.]

The air's no good.

I know, man, but there's still people up here and I've got a couple rebreathers left. I mean, we've been passing' 'em around and that's pretty freaking nasty, but-

[ He's actually babbling, isn't he. ]

Okay. But get in before the equipment cuts out. You're not gonna be helpful if you're unconscious.

Hey, ya never know!

You really wanna test the theory?

Okay, maybe not intentionally.

So don't wait around for it to happen by accident.

Just tryin' to lighten the mood, Cap.

[Man he was all prepared to be grumpy and sullen, but that caught him off guard.]

If you keep calling me that, I won't be allowed to have a sense of humor.

Not entierly convinced you have one.

And I'm not calling you Captain America, that's way too many syllables.

You don't have to—

That isn't my name anymore.

Oh uh...

I guess, if you aren't going for the whole secret identity thing? Sure.

[He decides it's too complicated to explain. Or maybe he just doesn't want to go through all that stuff again.]

Barnes is fine.

Okay, Barnes.

Where're you anyway?

Underground.

Oh man, thanks, that's so specific it's like I can picture it.

What, do you want to come meet me? [He really hadn't considered that.]

Might be a little easier than chatting over a busted freaking connection, yeah.

[...]

Alright. [Insert location coordinates, &c]

[ Don't get mushy. ]

Alright. See ya around, Barnes.

[ And the connection drops in appropriate dramatic fashion. But Jason will be keepin' an eye out for you, superhero bro. ]

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