[ but the thing is he doesn't know what that means -- please leave, or please find him? bucky's ravenous, burning with hunger and agony and guilt, and he can barely restrain himself. ]
I wanna help, Buck, but I can't do anything if you don't tell me what I need to know. You're not going to hurt anyone.
[ Which is kind of subjective, honestly. Still, Steve isn't lumping himself into that category, and if Bucky's hurting because of what's happened in the last few days, then he has to make it right somehow. He wants to. He thinks he owes him that much. ]
you can help by keeping people away from the cargo bay
don't let them come in
no matter what
[ well the whole hurting because of the past few days is another story entirely. right now? right now he's a vampire, which brings with it one hell of a whole new set of problems. ]
[ bucky's hiding in the shadows, far, far away. But there's no mistaking the gleam of blood-red eyes, the pale, pale skin, and his canines are sharp, elongated. The thirst is overwhelming, and he's moving to slip away when he sees Steve coming close, but an accidental clatter gives away his position almost immediately.
And so - well, there he is, stiff-backed and ghost-white, more creature than man. ]
[ Maybe he should, but Bucky's known him long enough to realize that it isn't how he's wired. Even if he can hear the desperation in that text, in the way he's asking him to leave him alone, Steve never could, and he tries to be quiet about it so he can figure out where he is. The cargo bay, after all, is huge, and it takes Steve at least ten minutes to pinpoint where the sound is coming from. He pauses short of the area, fingers curling loosely. ]
You know I can't stay away. [ Trying to apologize doesn't feel right, so that's all he manages to say. ] Why are you down here?
[ Bucky does know this, better than anyone else. He should have remembered it, when he issued his denials and told him to stay away. He can hear Steve draw close, and something inside him wants to be near -- and Bucky thinks of how repugnant that is; how Steve deserves so much better than what he's now become.
He keeps to the shadows for a few moments longer, his eyes glowing a faint red instead of green, a glimmer in the dark. Maybe if he sees him this way, he'll leave. ]
I'm a danger to people. [ And to prove his point, he steps out from it, self-conscious and ashamed. ] At least, more than I was before. Do you see?
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text.
bucky just decides to try another tack, just to appeal to that protective streak in him (he's so wrong) ]
I changed. Became something else. You need to protect the others from me.
text.
I can't do that if I don't know where you are.
text.
[ a few minutes, then. ]
Steve, please
[ but the thing is he doesn't know what that means -- please leave, or please find him? bucky's ravenous, burning with hunger and agony and guilt, and he can barely restrain himself. ]
text.
[ Which is kind of subjective, honestly. Still, Steve isn't lumping himself into that category, and if Bucky's hurting because of what's happened in the last few days, then he has to make it right somehow. He wants to. He thinks he owes him that much. ]
text.
don't let them come in
no matter what
[ well the whole hurting because of the past few days is another story entirely. right now? right now he's a vampire, which brings with it one hell of a whole new set of problems. ]
text.
[ Which really doesn't tell him anything, but Steve's already running off to the cargo bay to do the exact opposite of what Bucky's just said. ]
text.
No. I could hurt you worse than I already have.
I'm some kind of a monster right now. [ A few seconds later, because that warped sense of humor just doesn't go away. ] Well, more than I already was.
text.
What do you mean?
text -> action.
and stay the hell away from me
[ bucky's hiding in the shadows, far, far away. But there's no mistaking the gleam of blood-red eyes, the pale, pale skin, and his canines are sharp, elongated. The thirst is overwhelming, and he's moving to slip away when he sees Steve coming close, but an accidental clatter gives away his position almost immediately.
And so - well, there he is, stiff-backed and ghost-white, more creature than man. ]
action.
You know I can't stay away. [ Trying to apologize doesn't feel right, so that's all he manages to say. ] Why are you down here?
action.
He keeps to the shadows for a few moments longer, his eyes glowing a faint red instead of green, a glimmer in the dark. Maybe if he sees him this way, he'll leave. ]
I'm a danger to people. [ And to prove his point, he steps out from it, self-conscious and ashamed. ] At least, more than I was before. Do you see?