#1- Heaven or Hell?

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

[He's finally figured out that you can speak into the book to talk to people, after looking at is suspiciously for a while, and even poking it with his foot, because he doesn't trust talking books, period. Even less after HYDRA, He was sure for a while that he'd been captured by HYDRA again been dreaming. But then he remembered that he fell off the train and was probably dead. Shit. Which means that this was...]

Okay, so... this is Heaven. Really, it's not all it was cracked up to be. No fluffy clouds or female angels. Unless this is Hell... Actually, it's probably Hell. I'm not nice enough to get into Heaven. If so, whoever decorated did a really swell job. Staring at these stone walls for the rest of eternity sounds like punishment enough for whatever sins I have.

So... what are you people in for?

[ooc: Wait until Tuesday? Riiiiiight.]

[ETA: I'm going to bed. If anybody tags I'll tag them tomorrow.]

Comments

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

Bad things happen everywhere, Steve. Not much of a difference. [Oh yes, he is cynical.]

Anyway, I'm already dead. What's another death?

[valuedstrength.livejournal.com]

[Steve's speechless for a few seconds.] That isn't funny.

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

I never said it was. [He's dead serious, he really thinks that.]

[valuedstrength.livejournal.com]

You really think it's no big deal. [A few more seconds of tense silence pass.]

So what? If something happens and I die that's not going to matter either?

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

That's different. [And it is. Because it's Steve.]

I've expected to die so many times it doesn't have any more meaning. [And now he's probably said too much again. Can't have Steve know just how much the war wore him down.] Forget it, Steve.

[valuedstrength.livejournal.com]

Why because it's me? I can't just forget you think it's okay if something happens to you. If they're right about this place...

[It could happen and that isn't acceptable to Steve.] You can't think that way.

[blue-sniper.livejournal.com]

Well, I do. You're the only thing that's really worth living for anymore. You and the booze and sometimes the dames. [Okay, he needs to get away from Steve now, before this gets worse.]

Listen I'm going to go try to find my room again. Have fun with your new job. [And with that, takes back up the stairs at a good pace, one that he knows Steve won't be able to follow.]

[valuedstrength.livejournal.com]

[Steve watches him go. He knows he could chase after him (and set off his asthma undoubtedly) but he elects not to. He needs time to process this if he's going to be of any help to Bucky later.]

Catch you later.