[video, backdated to 7-4]

[kneecaptain]

[ Bucky has the communicator on some sort of table, level. He's sitting down in front of it, evidently in a good mood. In the background, there's an old-timey looking radio playing. It cackles with static, but you can just make out a torch song. ]

I dunno how many of you know this, but it's a regular holiday where I'm from. [ He smirks, but doesn't explain. ]

Anyway, I got to thinkin', what better way to celebrate than me taking all of your money? Or… candy bars, or whatever else you got to stake. I'm flexible. I'll take 'em all.

How many of you know how to play poker?

[ The radio buzzes out, and Bucky hits it, once, hard. The sound comes to life again, now an official sounding broadcast. "The objectives of the Initative consist only in ruling by the sword, sowing the see of death and desolation until the take over power. They would then rule by the sword, that is their objective. We my therefore wonder how people who came with the confessed objective of shedding our blood, in our cities, can deceive the population by claiming to bring democracy and freedom. How can anyone claim to bring salvation—"

The broadcast dies. ]

Comments

[freewoman]

Aye. Just because your father's a king don't mean you're one. Plus my people don't follow one man -- it's rare anyway. All the clans, the villages.

[kneecaptain]

If I wanted a king— [ which he doesn't, being super American ] — it'd be that kind.

[freewoman]

Should mine ever find his way here, I would be honored t'have y'meet.

[kneecaptain]

I would. But I hope it doesn't come to that. There's not much good in bein' stuck here.

[freewoman]

There ain't much good for'im back home. [If he's even alive.]

[kneecaptain]

Guess it's a draw, then.

[freewoman]

You'd say as much if you've ever seen it. [Not that she doesn't love her home, but there is a good reason every wildling is trying to make it south.]

[kneecaptain]

Maybe. But I've never really had a place to call home.

I think I'd be pretty fond of it, if I did.

[freewoman]

We've land, but it isn't ours. We were forced t'live there thousands of years ago. But my blood is from the First Men, below the Wall.

[kneecaptain]

[ It reminds him of the reservations. Or that internment camp he visited once. ]

You guys ever think of taking it back?

[freewoman]

You think we haven't tried?