[ Crude, but he'd wanted an immediate solution. It hadn't seemed relevant here, being so far removed from Hydra, from their own god damn universe, from anyone who even knew of his history. Steve just had the piss poor luck to be roommates with a serial killer, and to leave sensitive things around that he shouldn't have. The problem bred a slapdash solution that, frankly, were he to be sent back home he would reimplement in a heartbeat. He didn't know of any other better ways, so.
One, nine, rusty, longing, freight car- All of it, gone. At least he's still got it in English, but there's a very loose aphasia at work in Russian.
The soft voice is a change, it's... Comforting? Reassuring, maybe.
He thumbs the handle of his mug. Stares at it instead of the other occupant in the room. ]
They- yeah, that and a couple dozen other languages. They had a...
[ How the hell to even talk about this? Put everything in a box, unpack it later. Say the facts. ]
They had an initiative. Project: Winter Soldier. They reprogram people, turn them into... tools. Take out everything nonessential, replace it with stuff they could use.
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One, nine, rusty, longing, freight car- All of it, gone. At least he's still got it in English, but there's a very loose aphasia at work in Russian.
The soft voice is a change, it's...
Comforting? Reassuring, maybe.
He thumbs the handle of his mug. Stares at it instead of the other occupant in the room. ]
They- yeah, that and a couple dozen other languages. They had a...
[ How the hell to even talk about this? Put everything in a box, unpack it later. Say the facts. ]
They had an initiative. Project: Winter Soldier. They reprogram people, turn them into... tools. Take out everything nonessential, replace it with stuff they could use.
[ Out goes his sister. In goes Systema. ]