"Or we can just ignore it if it tries to talk and not do any of that weird shit," Bucky says deadpan. He's not even sure what 'it' is. Probably some harmless crazy cat granny who's lived here since 1946 who might go off on them, and the stupid 'rule' is just trying to save them an awkward situation from sitting there and having to have tea with someone who thinks 5G technology is frying their brain cells. In any case he's not going to go full kinky serial killer on anyone here.
"I'm going to check out the stairs." Then he'll decide if he's walking up or taking the lift. He'll have the chance to walk past and study the map on the way. Maybe peek into the gym and see if there's anyone else around. Or anything he'd consider weird lying around. At this stage he has no idea what he's looking for.
Would Jack like a memory-fever-dream-fantasy while he waits, or follows along? He doesn't have to, but. Don't say Bucky never takes him anywhere nice. He can always have an old, vintage boring one from yesteryear's highlight reel that aged like blue cheese, like drifting in and out of consciousness, half-lidded eyes unable to fully open or stay closed, bright orbs burning with the lumens of three adjacent suns leaving blind spots and green moving hexagons sliding across partially obscured, bent over, blurry masked and shower-capped assailants, tired and fearful eyes, the smell of burning flesh - Oh. The smell of-- my burning flesh? - welder's sparks digging under the skin on bare, exposed ribs. What are they soldering around the shoulder socket? That's not how surgery works. Can't move. Can't see. Not clearly, anyway. Swallowing razorblades, hoarse from who the hell is screaming? Are you crying? While the thick, heavy, humid panic in the air sets in. Quick. Double the dose. Put him back under. Maybe he can take the searingly hot, eyewatering pain, but Dr. Frankenstein's monster has already taken out the last four people who are torturing trying to fix him. Maybe he just needs his beauty sleep...
"...fuck is a 'Dry Waste'? New Mexico?" Is this map a joke?
probably maybe needs a cw
"I'm going to check out the stairs." Then he'll decide if he's walking up or taking the lift. He'll have the chance to walk past and study the map on the way. Maybe peek into the gym and see if there's anyone else around. Or anything he'd consider weird lying around. At this stage he has no idea what he's looking for.
torturingtrying to fix him. Maybe he just needs his beauty sleep..."...fuck is a 'Dry Waste'? New Mexico?" Is this map a joke?