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westfallcorndog) wrote2018-01-10 10:27 pm
westfallcorndog) wrote2018-01-10 10:27 pm
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Get Your Goddess (For Juststeverogers)
After what happened at Halloween, Harrowheart avoided Steve's well-meaning attempts at a connection. During the winter holidays the two traded a plant for a promise of a dinner with family. Now that the celebrations have passed and things are calming down at Naugus' tower, Harrowheart finally sends a message to Steve to make good on his offer.
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At Ixis Naugus' tower signs of the human refugees who live and work there now are everywhere. A fence with a gate has been constructed which keeps strangers from accidentally wandering near. Beyong, a U-shaped table with benched seating has been assembled at the center of the property. Around it is the evidence of the family's farming. Though it's winter now and a thin snow covers the ground it's still clear that much of the land has been tilled, and in some places remnants of fall's harvest remain; the smallest stumps of cornstalks poke up from the ground, a conical bale of straw is piled in the center of what must have been a wheat field. Smaller gardens for fruit and vegetables are fenced off, but only one is currently being used to grow some type of bush with periwinkle berries the size of small tomatoes.
Two little creatures and a tall, blonde man are waiting to greet Steve and his monsters when they arrive. One of them is a kind of hairy piglet, while the other is a sentient coniferous tree no taller than knee height. Both of them have made a mess of the snow around them and are covered in sparkling frost, but they've still got the energy in them to play. More energy than their human friend, who leans against the fence eating a handful of those sunrise-purple berries.
It isn't Harrowheart, though at a glance they might be mistaken for each other. No, this is a living man bundled well against the cold with a bulky brown jacket and fur-lined boots. He wears a hat with ear flaps and a pair of thick-rimmed glasses. From the looks of him he's in his late forties, but if it weren't for his lively color and age he could easily pass for Harrowheart. They must be brothers!
Steve! Come by Naugs tower. Virgin Mary is waiting for you and so is food (and my family.) Bring Bucky and Ethle and Sara too!!At Ixis Naugus' tower signs of the human refugees who live and work there now are everywhere. A fence with a gate has been constructed which keeps strangers from accidentally wandering near. Beyong, a U-shaped table with benched seating has been assembled at the center of the property. Around it is the evidence of the family's farming. Though it's winter now and a thin snow covers the ground it's still clear that much of the land has been tilled, and in some places remnants of fall's harvest remain; the smallest stumps of cornstalks poke up from the ground, a conical bale of straw is piled in the center of what must have been a wheat field. Smaller gardens for fruit and vegetables are fenced off, but only one is currently being used to grow some type of bush with periwinkle berries the size of small tomatoes.
Two little creatures and a tall, blonde man are waiting to greet Steve and his monsters when they arrive. One of them is a kind of hairy piglet, while the other is a sentient coniferous tree no taller than knee height. Both of them have made a mess of the snow around them and are covered in sparkling frost, but they've still got the energy in them to play. More energy than their human friend, who leans against the fence eating a handful of those sunrise-purple berries.
It isn't Harrowheart, though at a glance they might be mistaken for each other. No, this is a living man bundled well against the cold with a bulky brown jacket and fur-lined boots. He wears a hat with ear flaps and a pair of thick-rimmed glasses. From the looks of him he's in his late forties, but if it weren't for his lively color and age he could easily pass for Harrowheart. They must be brothers!
Steve you sweet summer child you have no idea what the MCU is going to do to you
Steve shrugs. It's hard not to be there for Bucky right now but he knows it's for the best. Not to smother the other when he's still relearning who he is. How to be a person again rather than just The Asset.
"It's enough to know he's alright. I'll get to see him eventually. Maybe I'll get the chance to bring him here, introduce him to my friends in the Nexus." He's sure Bucky would love to see Steve's sketches come to life right off the page. Discover all the things his pal used to doodle about in that notebook of his. Introduce him to Viatorus and Isidor, Blaze and Ghost, Harrowheart and his big family.
"Everything else, I'd do it again to make sure he made it out alright. But I can't just...you got me talking about me for ever, here." Steve gestures behind them back toward the door they came from. "What've I missed? How have you been, Harrow?"
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He laughs quietly when Steve tries to turn the conversation around on him. "I've been, man, I've been. Got... Nothin' worth sharin' goin' on in my life right now, y'know? Gimme a few months, maybe somethin'll happen. You've been gone a couple'a decades back on Earth, but it's only been, what? Couple'a months here? Life and unlife, it's the same as it's always been." His laugh becomes more honest now and the shaking of his head leaves him looking away.
"Sure would be nice to meet Bucky some day," he mumbles aloud. "Some day."