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[bridalgownwings]

(CONTINUED INTERACTION)
from here with James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes [anotheroldsoldier].

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[anotheroldsoldier]

I'm really not the person to ask there, kiddo. [He sighs.] Immortality probably blows, that's why. Believe me, I know it's a rough cycle, but you just keep looking at the worst parts? That's all you're gonna notice. And if you want to re-integrate, you can't do that.

I do know it's hard, though. I came very close to killing myself over it back home once.

[bridalgownwings]

[The other is right and mirroring his sigh, Timothy leans back in the chair he sits in, balancing the two legs on the ground as he puts his feet up on a box, hands shoved in his pockets.] I'm just rambling.

[He admits quietly, trying to quell the urge to continue to do so because no, Bucky doesn't have the answers to that and Timothy's stupid to burden him with that kind of questioning.] But you didn't and you're right, feeling like this won't help I just--I don't know, like I'm still scrambling to sort out my own memories about this place. Like my brain's been scrambled and now I have to put back the pieces.

Like a stupidly huge puzzle and I really hate puzzles.

[anotheroldsoldier]

You know? I didn't fully re-integrate until I had people around me who cared. I was still a shadow until them.

I know it's rough, but you've got people who are here to help and listen and be whatever you need. It'll get easier.

[bridalgownwings]

You told me about it once. [His reply was quiet as he rocks back a little more in the chair before looking all four legs touch the ground once again with a thump, his feet firmly on the floor. He listens though and things to himself, he needs to be himself again, he needs to get out of this dark frame of mind but it's been so hard since he came home, he feels so bipolar and the whole apartment thing well, it childishly set him off so now? He was pouting.]

I know--I just feel displaced. I know you're here for me; Kate, Tommy, Carol, Roxas, Tom, they're all here for me as well. It's one of those stupid; oh I'm a burden unto society, moments I guess.

Woe is me, that game.

[anotheroldsoldier]

I know. Just let it run its course. And don't push us away while you're sorting things out.

[bridalgownwings]

[He pauses and exhales, looking out the window of the apartment.] Alright.

I won't.