If people are not supposed to make big life decisions while dealing with
PTSD, Bucky won't need to be making any decisions at all. Which, actually,
he might prefer over the alternative. He has... ambivalent feelings about
commandeering his own life. Yes, he knows that that's the goal he should be
working towards, but. Sometimes he feels like he's perpetually just one bad
day from driving it into the ground.
Bucky should also probably be angry (separately angry? Even more angry?)
about Steve potentially completely wrecking their only way out of here,
but. He wouldn't put much hope on or take his chances on a device that, on
a pretty high off-chance, might actually be faulty. He didn't come here
that way, so. It stands to reason he can find an alternative exit, either
back the way he came or just. Angry-punching a hole in the fabric of this
reality at this point.
"There was an apartment block there less than an hour ago," he says with a
small, flippant gesture of his metal forearm, back towards the ruins.
Clearly, it's no longer there. And there's few easy or rational
explanations for what happened. Even if it was scheduled to be demolished -
it was never cordoned off and somehow he missed the memo that it was going
to happen and he didn't hear any noise of the explosion and everything
collapsing - there should be bigger pieces of it left, and some sign of
construction work. There could have been people still inside and there was
definitely an entire armada of cats that wouldn't have been easy to
evacuate in such a short span of time. But there's no traces of any bodies
and the whole thing between waking up in the room with the ridiculous rules
and Schrodinger's apartment complex and Steve is just-- making him feel
like he's going insane. Or, at least, more insane than usual.
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If people are not supposed to make big life decisions while dealing with PTSD, Bucky won't need to be making any decisions at all. Which, actually, he might prefer over the alternative. He has... ambivalent feelings about commandeering his own life. Yes, he knows that that's the goal he should be working towards, but. Sometimes he feels like he's perpetually just one bad day from driving it into the ground.
Bucky should also probably be angry (separately angry? Even more angry?) about Steve potentially completely wrecking their only way out of here, but. He wouldn't put much hope on or take his chances on a device that, on a pretty high off-chance, might actually be faulty. He didn't come here that way, so. It stands to reason he can find an alternative exit, either back the way he came or just. Angry-punching a hole in the fabric of this reality at this point.
"There was an apartment block there less than an hour ago," he says with a small, flippant gesture of his metal forearm, back towards the ruins. Clearly, it's no longer there. And there's few easy or rational explanations for what happened. Even if it was scheduled to be demolished - it was never cordoned off and somehow he missed the memo that it was going to happen and he didn't hear any noise of the explosion and everything collapsing - there should be bigger pieces of it left, and some sign of construction work. There could have been people still inside and there was definitely an entire armada of cats that wouldn't have been easy to evacuate in such a short span of time. But there's no traces of any bodies and the whole thing between waking up in the room with the ridiculous rules and Schrodinger's apartment complex and Steve is just-- making him feel like he's going insane. Or, at least, more insane than usual.