[Bucky's immediate undertone of shock is broadcast out, along with a sharp inhalation of shock. He can't believe what he's seeing. That's Agent Carter, right down to the last detail, but it's impossible.
She has to be dead by now or, if not, then she would be a very elderly woman. How is it possible that she's here and talking to him now? It's not possible, is the answer. Either this is a figment of his own mind playing tricks on him, or else she's a deliberate trick by whoever has brought him here. It has him tense in a second, muscles coiled and ready to spring into fight or flight.
When nothing comes for him in long seconds, he finally begins to type a response. Careful, cautious, and utterly suspicious. He types up several and deletes them, too accusatory and giving away too much just by the questions themselves, before he settles on something innocuous. Thankfully, his lapse with voice was brief and muffled, so it's highly unlikely anyone would recognise it as him.]
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[Bucky's immediate undertone of shock is broadcast out, along with a sharp inhalation of shock. He can't believe what he's seeing. That's Agent Carter, right down to the last detail, but it's impossible.
She has to be dead by now or, if not, then she would be a very elderly woman. How is it possible that she's here and talking to him now? It's not possible, is the answer. Either this is a figment of his own mind playing tricks on him, or else she's a deliberate trick by whoever has brought him here. It has him tense in a second, muscles coiled and ready to spring into fight or flight.
When nothing comes for him in long seconds, he finally begins to type a response. Careful, cautious, and utterly suspicious. He types up several and deletes them, too accusatory and giving away too much just by the questions themselves, before he settles on something innocuous. Thankfully, his lapse with voice was brief and muffled, so it's highly unlikely anyone would recognise it as him.]
Who are you?