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[deadthenred]

Alright, lemme make sure I got this exact. We've been rounded up to fight in some dad-blamed future battle, and in the meantime we're supposed to sit around and twiddle our thumbs. Guess some things never change, huh?

Look, I got sympathy, I really do. You have terrific taste, bringing me here. I'm all aces. And hang, I hate to say no to a lady. Some of you have to be ladies, right?

[ Cough cough. Ahem. ]

But I'm all booked up. I got a date with Hitler and his Nazi crum-bums. I can't stick around for this.

Comments

[nanite]

Yeah but it's not like he's going anywhere.

[deadthenred]

You got to be real particular 'bout how to meet him.

[nanite]

I think most people'd be fine hitting him from far away with bombs, really.

[deadthenred]

I don't have any bombs. But I'm not gonna let that stop me.

[nanite]

You go straight from 'punch' to 'bombs'? There's a lot in between.

[deadthenred]

Believe me, I know.

[nanite]

How?

[deadthenred]

I'm not 'xactly lying about the Hitler thing.

[nanite]

You didn't punch Hitler.

[deadthenred]

I did in the comic book.

[nanite]

Comic books don't count. [ duh. ]

[deadthenred]

And in the news reels. [ Although he actually hates both of those things. ]

I'm James Barnes Private First Class, and I'm not a chump.

[nanite]

[ Begrudgingly ] Okay I guess those do.

[ Woah woah wait ] You're Bucky?

[deadthenred]

That's what people usually call me.

[nanite]

This makes so much more sense now.

[deadthenred]

Well, sure. I'm famous.

[nanite]

Well duh, but I mean, all the Hitler stuff. I still don't think you did that though.

[deadthenred]

Kids. Always thinkin' they know everything!

[nanite]

Normally, yeah.