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[The silo trembles lightly when she blows the land mines and Bucky can't help but to frown as he flexes his metal hand a few times. These are serious measures to make sure he can't get out, or be extracted easily. He's pretty sure this whole setup has been planned as a trap for anyone coming to rescue him. Whoever managed to kidnap him did leave him with his phone, meaning that they expected him to call for help. He wonders for a moment if this was meant for Sam, seeing as the landmines were probably placed to explode when he'd landed to help him out. The whole thing pisses him off to no end, but luckily, Nat's playful flirting breaks through his anger, and while he works at pushing down the thoughts that growing closer to her might put her in even more danger, her words still manage to make him smile:]

What can I say? I tend to leave an impression on people.

[It's a good thing that he's in the dark and that she can't see him, because that definitely brings heat to his cheeks, and he laughs lightly:]

All right, I promise not to let myself get barbecued. Not that it would change anything.

[He'd heal fairly quickly anyway. But still, he moves aside as Nat lasers a door for him, and once she calls him out for it, James reels back with his left arm, and punches the opening with more force than necessary, spending out some of that frustration. Vibranium hits against metal and the carved piece is thrown back almost a hundred feet before Bucky emerges from the silo, his human hand coming up to shield his eyes from the harsh light outside.

Once his eyes get accustomed, he drops his hand and looks at Natasha with a warm smile, the scent of fresh air already helping him to calm down:]

Aren't you a sight for sore eyes, doll.

[All James wants is to pull her into his arms, but he stops himself, not trusting that are not watched by whoever set the whole thing up.]

We should get out of here, I wouldn't be surprised if people were coming for me.

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[There's no small amount of worry that runs through Natasha's mind as she goes through the process of freeing James from the Silo. It's a whole lot of trouble that he's rolled himself up in, and someone really wanted him to stay there. Not only that, they were counting on his rescue team being pretty smug and not too careful. They were not counting on Natasha. She's riled up more than a little by the time that piece of metal comes flying out.

Nat's off to the side as the piece gets blown out into the haystacks. Taking her time she comes into view to meet his smile with hers. It only grows when she hears his relaxing tone of voice. It's no longer tight and pinched. Her shoulders drop about ten degrees and she can feel her breathing start to regulate again.

There might be people checking up on the joint, and Nat knows they don't have a long time, but she takes a step forward to pat him on the chest. It takes touch to make sure he's all in one piece. ]

You're a sight for mine alright. Good thing to see you in one piece. See that arm of yours still doing all the good it can.

[Nat reaches down and takes his gloved hand in hers and tugs at it so that she can bring him over to the plane. Once they get up in the air they'll have a few seconds to talk and maybe find out what's been happening and who might have the means to set up something so advanced to take out Bucky.]