[ Kobik's relief is palpable. Her body relaxes, beginning with her shoulders, and while she releases another sniffle, she doesn't look to be on the verge of a breakdown anymore. ]
[ Natasha is very aware of the intricacies of emotional manipulation, making it all the more frustrating when that doesn't seem to be Kobik's intention at all. It goes against all of her instincts to trust a cosmic entity with the mind of a child. What she does trust is James. ]
We can do that. Give me a few minutes.
[ To put on her suit and gather some supplies. She isn't about to go into this unprepared, or spring it on James without warning. She sends him a text through their encrypted line. ]
[does it matter what he's been up to all this time? this is a monumental, life changing moment, one they don't always get: the return of someone thought long gone. the return of a child, even.
okay, so people return from the dead all the time, but still. Bucky doesn't waste any time replying:]
[ Kobik has been following the exchange by floating behind Natasha and reading over her shoulder sneakily, like some naughty ghost. Now she's practically vibrating with excitement. Buckybee wants to see her! She almost, almost whisks them away as soon as Bucky replies with his location... only she's not sure where in Shelbyville it is, exactly.
[ Natasha only knows the town only from James's stories, and it's her first time visiting the home he's made for himself here. It's nice, charming and cozy in a way that she didn't expect, but it suits him. She hopes he's found some peace here.
Nightfall finds her in a chair on the porch, having left James and Kobik to catch up with each other. It's still cold considering the time of the year, but that's never bothered her. Besides, Alpine has wriggled into her jacket and Liho is curled over her shoulders like a particularly sleepy fur lining.
She isn't thinking of the next mission for once. Her mind is blissfully quiet, but her eyes are sharp when the door to the porch opens. ]
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Date: 2026-01-01 11:40 am (UTC)[ Kobik's relief is palpable. Her body relaxes, beginning with her shoulders, and while she releases another sniffle, she doesn't look to be on the verge of a breakdown anymore.
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Really? He told you?
[ Hopeful now: ] Can we go see him?
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Date: 2026-01-01 04:29 pm (UTC)We can do that. Give me a few minutes.
[ To put on her suit and gather some supplies. She isn't about to go into this unprepared, or spring it on James without warning. She sends him a text through their encrypted line. ]
Got a friend here looking for Buckybee.
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Date: 2026-01-02 03:12 am (UTC)okay, so people return from the dead all the time, but still. Bucky doesn't waste any time replying:]
Is it really her?no subject
Date: 2026-01-02 11:03 am (UTC)[ A pause, as she considers how ‘going’ anywhere with Kobik might be instantaneous. ]
If you’re not in the middle of something, we can drop in.
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Date: 2026-01-03 02:07 am (UTC)I'm at my place in Shelbyville.no subject
Date: 2026-01-03 04:10 pm (UTC)Good news, little one. We know exactly where he is now. Can you take us there?
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Date: 2026-01-03 05:45 pm (UTC)Fortunately, Tasha knows! ]
Ooh where where where where???
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Date: 2026-01-15 07:16 pm (UTC)Nightfall finds her in a chair on the porch, having left James and Kobik to catch up with each other. It's still cold considering the time of the year, but that's never bothered her. Besides, Alpine has wriggled into her jacket and Liho is curled over her shoulders like a particularly sleepy fur lining.
She isn't thinking of the next mission for once. Her mind is blissfully quiet, but her eyes are sharp when the door to the porch opens. ]