AUDIENCE FOR: Bucky Barnes

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[frostythehitman]

[ he snortlaughs ]

Yeah, okay. Can't get mad at that when I'm exactly the same way.

What about, uh...favorite hobbies?

[guestservices]

Hmm, well... I like to keep active, I guess?

[frostythehitman]

Sports?

[guestservices]

Mmhm. Do you like sports, Mister Barnes?

[frostythehitman]

I guess. Don't usually have time to watch 'em, though, and I haven't really played any in years.

[guestservices]

Which ones did you play, back when you did play, then?

[frostythehitman]

Whatever we were playing on the school yard, or the army base, or camp. Baseball, sometimes. A lot of makeshift soccer, or football. Lots of obstacle course races, in training, or fights. Depends on what you count as playing a sport, I guess.

I'd probably be one hell of a frisbee player now, though.

[guestservices]

I see...

[hm! they can kind of picture it. it's a shame he died before aikawa's baseball extravaganza.]

Frisbee... oh, because of the shield, right?

[frostythehitman]

Exactly.

[guestservices]

But frisbees are smaller, right? Would the difference in size make it harder or easier?

[frostythehitman]

Easier, probably. Less weight to have to deal with. It'd just take a little bit of time to get used to the different weight and balance, but from there it'd be the same.

[guestservices]

I see... I guess that makes sense.

[frostythehitman]

...you ever throw a frisbee before?

[guestservices]

No... should I have?

[frostythehitman]

...you wanna try? I can bring out the real deal.

[ maybe. he has no idea how this works in dreamscape land. ]

[guestservices]

Sure, that might be fun!

[ah, simpler times earlier in the week...]

[frostythehitman]

Alright, uh...

...can I actually bring stuff in here? How does this work? [ DREAM SUITE WEIRD!!! ]

[guestservices]

Have you heard of lucid dreaming before?

[frostythehitman]

...huh.

[ so if he just dreams/thinks it hard enough, he can conjure a dream shield right here right now? ]

[guestservices]

[pretty much, yes!



they wait.]

[frostythehitman]

[ well. we now have a dream shield! With the stars and stripes and all. Bucky holds it out to Vulpecula, apparently it's like 2.5 feet in diameter and 12 lb altogether. ]

Here. Try holding it by the edge one-handed.

[guestservices]

[hm! they handle the weight easily enough, but it's definitely a little awkward to hold.]

Like this?

[frostythehitman]

Almost. You have to keep your wrist stiff, or it's just gonna wobble and fall to the ground.

Next, you have to...[ he almost said 'throw it like a frisbee' but right, vulpecula's never done that before ] ...you have to flick it outwards as you throw it. Like this.

[ gestures with his own wrist! ]

[guestservices]

[they watch his example, nod, and... YEET!




the shield goes sailing like a frisbee. vulpecula claps their hands together, delighted.]

[frostythehitman]

[ oh my god, the delight is making him feel a little like a proud father. this is cute as hell. ]

Nice. You pick things up quick.

Now...think you can actually aim it?