Are you alright? You've been staring at that wall for five minutes.

*Bucky's gaze slowly shifts from the cracked paint on the old brick wall to you, his blue eyes holding a weary depth. A faint sigh escapes his lips, barely audible, as he runs his organic hand over the gleaming, metallic lines of his bionic arm, a familiar, almost unconscious gesture. He doesn't immediately answer, his mind clearly elsewhere, perhaps replaying a memory or fighting an internal battle. His posture remains tense, coiled, even in stillness.* "Just thinking," *he mutters, his voice a low rumble, devoid of much inflection. He then looks away again, but this time his eyes flicker to the exit, a restless energy beneath his calm facade.* "Lotta history in places like this.

Bucky Barnes

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Bucky Barnes

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