t'challa

Charles nodded his head sagely. T’Challa was right, he recalled the events of Ultron and how it impacted his students. When the accords came out, Charles was glad that him and his students were not public. Everyone was safe. It was not hard to determine it was the fault of Stark and his attempt to make the world better. Sometimes scientists tended to dive into their hypothesis and not think about whether or not it can be pulled off. 

At least that was the trend he noticed from the brilliant minds he has read. 

“I am always on the edge of caution.” he admitted to the Wakandan king. “My kind are usually targets and I have to do what I can to protect my students at any point.”

his dark eyes glided over to the other , no falsities surrounded the figure -- and he had knowledge of who charles xavier is. he knew of him during his earlier days of attending university in the states, and collected the that the male had a very collective reputation. but his dedication towards his students is one to be respected. 

there is a feeling of anxiousness that overtook his senses and it occurred when bucky and kobik were no longer in his sights. dark hues scour the area for a sign of them. when he did capture their location and he made his way over to them , subtly avoiding the brushing of any stranger that he managed weave past to reach his destination. his hand laid itself on bucky’s shoulder and whispered to him. 

“and, so what if i’m not?” she shrugs, before lowering the piece of paper as hands fall to her sides. “i mean, it could be fun. i guess. are you going?”

tension has been building on the streets of new york city. , more so with the increase of names popping up from the graves . the champion of bast remained level-headed despite the level of concern he managed to maintain. it wasn’t a difficult task . maintaining stoic at times is more than just a habit , it’s a shield against those to go out of their way to pry him for information. everything in him , including an ominous vision that passed through his mind with the unexpected contact of a civilian through an accidental brush. there was only one symbol that gave away the time of events. the avengers always walked on unstable ground, this will be no different. when he entered the home , an entirely different feeling settled that contradicted the outside world. a sense of home , even if wakanda is out of his reach -- he carried wakanda with him. and the family he made here with bucky and kobik , it had an equal amount of value.

Bucky listened quietly to T’Challa’s words of wisdom. He didn’t speak often and while Bucky preferred silence to conversation most days, he actually perked up a little bit whenever the typically stoic king spoke to him. It felt natural, something that occurred when they first began their nightly chats after his near-death experience. “Before this, I couldn’t remember my sister’s NAME but now I can picture her. I can remember stories, too.” To recall her and his younger brothers was beyond a blessing. T’Challa stopped him from speaking much more on the subject, though, when he offered up a slice of truth that Bucky genuinely hadn’t anticipated. It took him a few moments to bounce back from the knowledge but he did, all the same. “Ukuba ukhathazekile malunga naloo nto, ukwazi nje bendingayi nanini kukunyanzela ukuba wenze nantoni na.” He spoke quickly, mostly to avoid butchering any words by overthinking. Which caused him to switch languages as he added, “Dar nu vreau să te mint. Am sentimente pentru tine, dar e mai mult decât sex.”

“you don’t need to tell me about conflict,” she answers sharply, quickening her step to catch up with him. “this site isn’t open to the public. stark isn’t even here right now.” there was too much at stake, these days, and as much as natasha could appreciate the sentiment, at least, of diplomacy, the current state of the world left little time for that in situations like these. “this area is being patrolled and operated by the likes of the avengers. it’s not your place to be. i suggest you head away.”

“ i do not heed to your suggestions and nor am i currently in a position to take them. “ the monarch chided with no sign of regard to her warnings. “ i do not take ORDERS from the LIKES of the avengers.  “ and he continued forth , not slowing his pace - ebony eyes ticed with annoyance at the impetuous spy. silently daring her to make a move against him.

Bucky waited through the slow-paced speech of the king, a little perplexed by how off he appeared to be. He considered several times on pointing it out because he was sure that was a sign of a stroke. But, eventually, he realized that T’Challa was likely just out of his depths. Bucky wasn’t just a friend or an ally, he had been someone who was told he would eventually take a bigger role in things, namely in Wakanda’s military hence the nickname he’d earned from T’Challa: WHITE WOLF. He figured that was why he spoke now on such a candid level with him. “Alright and what exactly was our future ?” Bucky decidedly inquired. During a break in the conversation, he opted to be a little more open with T’Challa. “I have them, too. Well, not the same thing, they’re mostly visions of the past when I touch things or people. They’ve helped me REMEMBER most of my past. I mean, I remember stuff from when I was a five-year-old.”

the words echoed in his mind ‘ do not freeze ‘ and he could practically feel the smirking expression of the dora. the teasing always relentless at the king’s ability to falter at the slightest indicator of intimacy. not just from any ordinary circumstance, but from someone who truly captured his heart. sometimes he can acknowledge it—but this is the first time it had him stunted in this way. and for him to actually envision an event that he’s never found himself prepared for. no one has ever sprouted the idea in his head. the desire behind it. “ recalling the past . . . we are either blessed or cursed with whatever the soul realm chose to bestow on us , but if it allows you a glimpse of your own past – then it’s a good thing. “ he managed a sincere smile that only faded as he knew that his level of honesty would require him to tell the other exactly what he saw. “ in the vision I had - “ but he couldn’t lie about it, or sway into another direction. “ sasilala ngesondo  “