-- they'll be happy to know that as I saw you go

[yourbestguysgun]

When: Friday 8th of June, evening time.
Rating: PG-13, but he'll probably have a potty mouth, so fair warning.
Characters: Bucky Barnes (yourbestguysgun) and open to anyone who'd be at the Blue Light. Feel free to have been there with him for a long time.
Summary: Somebody's a super friendly drunk given the right opportunity for it.
Log:

The last time Bucky was happy like this, he was surrounded by his team, his friends, leaning against the bartop in uniform and teasing the ever loving hell out of his best friend. He tries not to think about it too often, mostly because it feels a little bit like it's way above his own understanding. He can deal with a lot of things, but dimension hopping is a stretch. Of course he misses it, the Howling Commandos, the camaraderie, the sense of belonging, but the City isn't so bad when it's not jerking his chain, and he likes the people he's gotten to know.

Most of them, anyway.

He's been drinking - quite a bit, actually, - but more as a sign of how good he feels today, laughing at Steve and the rest of his friends, and heckling the band to play something he recognises. It's an easy feeling, and it seeps into his posture, shirt sleeves rolled up, animated as he talks. His beer is clutched in one hand, half-empty as he waves it.

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[yourbestguysgun]

[ His surprise is palpable, but there's delight there too, because he can't not be delighted. He's seen a lot of terrifying, unnatural things, but to see something like this from someone like Ginny, that's fascinating, makes his grin break forth and burst to life. ]

Holey moley, that is some swell trick Miss Weasley.

[ Tracking the glass with his eyes. ] So, the stick? It's like your source of power?

[hexuality]

[She starts giggling, yes, giggling, because his surprise and delight really are palpable and if there are some people looking, well, she's used to that, too. Ginny lets the glass dance around for a bit before she sets it back down, then gives her wand a twitch again and the last bit of beer comes swooping out of the glass, next.]

It's a wand, thank you very much. And it's possible to do magic without it, but not nearly as controlled, and I can only think of one wizard who could really do it. [Dumbledore.] We get our first wand at eleven years old.

[Now letting that blob of beer split into two and then four and so on, dancing around through the air.]

But we're born with magic. [This as she directs the beer back into the glass.] It's just how I am.

[yourbestguysgun]

At eleven? Huh, you don't say. [ He's mostly just still amazed by all of this, the control she seems to have anyway, the fact that it's magic.

He kind of feels like a six year old all over again. ]

[hexuality]

[She glances at him, then smiles, can't help but wonder what it's like to have magic be something new and exciting and (as she's been told) straight out of storybooks. She imagines it's close to how she felt about her little discoveries in the Muggle world, like the television... maybe that's the closest to magic she's felt.]

Yeah, but you do little bursts of magic even before that. Mum says the first time she saw me use magic, I was levitating my stuffed animals when I was barely one. [She chuckles, sliding her wand away.] No surprise, I suppose, given how much I like flying now. Apparently I'm not too fond of the ground.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Laughing. ]

Yeah? Your teddies like heights?

[hexuality]

[Grinning,]

Unicorns, actually.

[yourbestguysgun]

Please tell me unicorns are real.

[hexuality]

They're real in my world.

[She pauses, then adds - ]

They have them in the zoo here, you know.

[yourbestguysgun]

You know, I heard the rumour but I never went to see.

[hexuality]

Want to go with me sometime, then? I could tell you all about them.

[yourbestguysgun]

Yeah. [ And okay, maybe the drink has something to do with it, but his grin takes years off him, makes him look a little like he would have way before the war. ]

Hell, you can tell me more about your magic too.

[hexuality]

[One day, they'll talk about that and she'll be able to better appreciate moments like these. Then again, some people in the City caught a glimpse of her fresh from her own war and the difference was clear—this place really is a holiday in so many ways.]

I'd love to, Bucky. [A little sheepishly,] Honestly, I'm just glad you don't think it's weird or mad. I've had to keep it quiet around some friends, you know? Because of the sorts of worlds they'd come from.

[yourbestguysgun]

Yeah, I'm fine with it kid. [ Grinning. ] I mean, okay, it's not the norm in my world, but it's cool. I'm impressed.

[hexuality]

[Look, that pleases her so much that she doesn't even mind he's called her 'kid' again. She just beams and ruffles his hair again and just looks so happy. No one's actually outright said her magic was 'cool.' Interesting, maybe; odd, what the hell, limited by her wand.

'Cool' makes her feel a little bit special, okay.]

Thanks.

[yourbestguysgun]

I better let you get back to work before 'Ella kicks us both out of here.

[hexuality]

She's lovely, alright. I'd sooner expect the bloke in the back corner to give me grief and I think he flirts with me half the time, anyway.

[But she knows he's right and she heaves a dramatic sigh and claps a hand on his shoulder.]

I'll come back around with another beer. [Brightly,] Give a shout if you need anything else.

[yourbestguysgun]

Anyone ever bugs you, jus' gimme the heads up, okay?

[ Because he would punch everyone, so. ]