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And it was something that he was used to, but it felt as if there were eyes in the shadows, observing his every move as he made his way back toward his current hideout spot. Thankfully, he was ready for any sort of situation to spring up on him this time around that even if he led someone over there, they wouldn't be able to tell anybody once he'd be done with them.

His metal left hand was hovering his holster as he stopped for a moment, carefully listening. Steps that were barely audible - he knew a few people capable of that but most of them wouldn't dare to that around him, unless they knew him on a more personal level.

He exhaled through his nose, closing his eyes for a moment before tilting his head back as he reopened them.

"Are   you   sure   it's   Liho   and   not   just   the   wind?"   She   asked,   crossing   her   arms.   "You   know   how   jumpy   you   can   get   sometimes." Natalia   sighed,   recalling   the   last   time   Bucky   had   mistaken   a   squeaky   window   for   a   ghostly   wail.   "Remember   the   so-called   'haunted   house'   incident?"   She   teased,   a   smirk   playing   on   her   lips.   "Let's   check   it   out   together   before   you   start   calling   for   an   exorcist."

"Well it sounds like a cat?" Bucky pointed out from where he was laying on the couch with Alpine clearly not looking happy about the idea that he may get up. "I had been awake for 3 days....." He complained, it really wasn't that alarming for Bucky.... But the hallucinations after the first 48 hours was truly no fun. "I said cat, Tasha..... Not ghosts."

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"Ah wouldn' be ah very good t'ief if ah wasn' aware of mah surroundings." Remy spoke, finishing off his drink, before he smiled at Natasha. "Complicated? Gambit's nothin' but complicated." He chuckled, leaning forward on the table, chin resting in his hand as he watched her. His posture seemed loose, but he was on guard. Any sudden move, well, he'd be prepared. Cards were littered amongst his being. Or he simply could charge the very glass in front of him.

"Ah'd rather ya not pull the trigger either...." His head tilted, a smirk spreading across his lips. "So, petite assassin, what's the other way? What do ya want from Gambit to keep yer bullet chambered or ya knife sheathed?" He reclined back in the seat, arms crossed over the magenta armor covering his chest. It gleamed in the low light. "Ah'm all for deals.... bargains.....trades."

@agentvdova asked : ❛ i’m not the hero you think i am. ❜

 ⍟   𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚘𝚞𝚝  𝚊  𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎  hand,  steve  rested  it  on  natasha's  shoulder  and  breathed  out  a  deep  sigh.  he  allowed  his  hand  to  stay  there  for  a  long  moment  before  pulling  it  away  but  not  before  rubbing  his  thumb  in  a  circle  that  he  hoped  was  comforting  and  not  creepy.  that  was  the  last  thing  he  wanted  to  be.  ❝  nat…  ❞  he  started  as  he  shoved  his  hands  into  the  pockets  of  his  jeans.  (  god,  he  was  never  going  to  get  used  to  those.  )  ❝  just  because  you  aren't  a  hero  in  the  same  sense  that  people  think  i  am  doesn't  make  you  any  less  of  one.  the  things  you've  done  for  the  world…  you  should  be  proud  of  yourself,  you  know  that?  i…  ❞  he  paused,  swallowing  hard  as  he  tried  his  best  not  to  sound  condescending.  ❝  i'm  proud  of  you.  ❞

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