better than getting Maratyred, right? ...right???

[lefthandfree]

WHO? Siegfried (gerechtigkeit), James Buchanan Barnes (lefthandfree), Jean-Paul Maratatat
WHAT? Despite all his rage Marat is still just a rat in a cage. I mean the sewers. They trapped him in the sewers to nullify his vote.
WHEN? Before the vote, while maintaining shifts and watch over their new human-sized pet.
ANYTHING ELSE? cw for TEAM TOP BARA

[Though they’ve divided up slots of time to alternate between scouting, keeping an eye on Marat, and resting, unlike many of the other missions he’s done in the past, whether with the Howlies, for Hydra, or on his own, time seems to pass differently. He knows teamwork well, his recent forced foray into that territory still fresh in his mind, but there’s a huge stagger between that and pairing up with someone. Solo work is the easiest; there’s never awkward silence, just him and what needs to be done. With a large team, there’s no way for everyone to talk at once either, so keeping to himself still comes easily. When there’s only two people though, he grows keenly aware of the other party’s presence and existence, ultimately necessity for the mission, but when there’s nothing really pressing to do, like right now?

After all that work they did in preparation, he certainly hadn’t really thought through how to handle the intermissions.

Saber is out getting rations for them after a scouting run. Which is great! But also, now that the guy isn’t really on-the-mission-clock, so to speak, Bucky feels like keeping quiet is akin to giving him a cold shoulder. Less great considering they’re teamed up and trust is important on assignments like this. He’s been polite and easy to work with the entire time, something Bucky hadn’t anticipated but certainly appreciated greatly. Maybe if the state of their current task were any more dire, it’d be easy to brush off the silence, argue that focus is the most important and not chatter, but. The reality is, babysitting Marat for the next few days is going to be a cake walk for the two of them; the most difficult part of their mission has long passed.

He gives another peek toward their unknowing captive, mumbling to himself and seemingly settling for rest, curled against cold, wet bricks. The upside of watching over some guy who’s half outta his mind is that whispers are the least cohesive thing to their senses.]

Hey, Saber. [Classy start, Barnes. He keeps his voice quiet, obviously not wanting to rouse their dozing target.] What’s your home like? Where you came from, I mean.

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[lefthandfree]

[Likely it’d come as jarringly strange for Siegfried as it was his reality, but with his verbal affirmation, Bucky feels a sudden giddiness toward the notion, that there were real knights, real kingdoms and fortresses, and that the hours of chatter he’d made with Steve in their childhood had been reality somewhere, even if it had only been fiction for them.

He surprises himself by needing to actually fight the urge to respond too cheerfully with this new information. Because that’s Creepy. And probably Inappropriate for building trust.]

I’m a soldier myself, so I know how it is to have orders and all, but... What’s that like? Did you serve a king or queen? Have to go all over cause you were needed lots of places?

[And after a moment of afterthought because he doesn’t want Saber to think he’s trying to interrogate him,] —ah you don’t have to all that. If it’s personal or anything. I’m just... I’m from a lot further in the future. Curious cause things aren’t like that when I’m from.

[gerechtigkeit]

[Luckily for Bucky, this isn't the first time he's been pulled into a time that differs from his own. It helps that in being a Servant, he's made aware of the current state of the world whenever they go somewhere.]

I serve a king and queen, but- [How does he explain this, hm.] My choices and actions were my own. I was more a representation of their will. [And he didn't mind, it let him move freely and without being held back in places where stating that he was a prince might have.] I traveled mostly for my own sake; if not to assist others, then it was to meet someone I wished to see.

[His wife is a prime example of that.]

It's fine, I don't mind. And I'm familiar with the future. [Ah, that sounds odd, doesn't it?] ...It's complicated.

[lefthandfree]

[Frankly, if the guy’s from the past and is also familiar with the future, then, yeah, that definitely also qualifies as complicated in Bucky’s view, especially being something of a similar sort himself. Not that Saber’s case seems remotely at the same minuscule scale his apparently is by comparison.

Inhaling slowly, he lets out a thoughtful hum, caught between wanting to ask for clarification and switching to something less complicated that would still serve as tangential conversation.

He settles for the latter.]

I guess that makes all of this more complicated to you too then, huh? This...revolution we’re supposed to helping.

[gerechtigkeit]

[Miniscule or not, they're similar in that aspect- though his body is young, his soul is much older, one that adapts and fills him with the knowledge of the time he's summoned to. It helps, but that doesn't mean it's not awkward at times.]

A little. [A shift, and he reaches for the nearby wall as a method of counting the correct amount of turns.] I've heard of other revolutions, but haven't seen one myself. [A beat.] Most of my confusion is the more modern terminology spoken, if anything.

[....slang, he means slang. LORD HELP HIM.]