#atlantisqueen02.

they’re taking the carnival by storm; hitting up each gaming booth, each roller coaster and ride, where money will allow it, at least. “i think we make a good team,” he grins over at mera, before, “oh, the high striker ------ !” he points then, towards the tall, glittery board, an oversized hammer poised beside it. “how ‘bout it?” bucky stuffs his hand into his pocket, rolling the change around in his palm. “i think i can swing it.”