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ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ ([personal profile] freightcars) wrote in [community profile] keepcruising 2018-09-03 08:28 am (UTC)

Steve's not wrong, the prison system's got the same low-grade food that some barracks had overseas. They're definitely a step up from MREs, that's for sure, even if it's no Olive Garden. He's about to comment on as much, but the hushed follow-up question derails that thought. His eyes flicker down the hall and settle on the glowering figure that doesn't flinch back from Bucky's flat and unimpressed look.

He does, however, take his punchable face somewhere else when he realizes he's been found out. Bucky's eyes roll to the ceiling, and he puffs out a put-upon sigh.

"Long story," He mutters, undeniable distaste tinging the words. It does sound like a long story if Steve's only judge is the sheer amount of bitterness one human can pack onto two words. "Guy's been carrying a grudge for practically two goddamn years at this point, but he's not gonna do anything to you unless you provoke him."

At least, Barnes thinks he won't, word spread pretty well after what he did to Rumlow. He doesn't get too many people stepping up to try anything on him, but that won't stop Alex if he gets a group of them to turn on him for some reason. Two or three guys, sure, he can probably handle. Six or more and all the muay thai in the world won't do him any favors. "Do yourself a favor and steer clear. He might not be able to outpunch you, but he's got money on the outside. You got it out there, you got it in here. People'll do anything for the right price so long as it doesn't get them bounced to max."

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