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MCU-verse yeeting

[anothergo]

[It was supposed to be just a stop on the Tour de Multiverse, this particular universe, a quick gander at a possible future for her and the Avengers. Or, that's what she thought this little visit would entail.

Turned out The Watcher had other plans.]

I do wonder at what point I should start calling you 'Meddler'.

[It's a light tease to the all seeing entity as she strode up to her target, a version of an old friend in a different universe. One where Steve Rogers was apparently now a conspiracy theory retired to the moon and the new Captain America had gone missing, which wasn't supposed to happen. Not here. Not in this universe.

Cue Carter finding herself trailing the tail of another super soldier out of time. She's not being particularly covert, even in street clothes, giving him enough of a berth for him to hopefully not feel too threatened. That and she wanted to view this Bucky's reaction to being followed, taking note of the path he chose and his behaviors.

Just enough leash to get a measure of the healed Winter Soldier.]

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[He knows when he's being followed, and he's known since the second block he's walked out of the subway that someone is watching his every moves. The great thing about New York City is that most buildings have glass windows as storefronts, and it makes it easier to notice being trailed, when one is so engrainedly trained to watch for that.

Still, James makes it seem like he hasn't picked up on his tail, and he weaves through the other pedestrian with the same speed as before, though his steps are taking him away from his primary objective: the Avenger Tower. The tower is the only place that has the necessary technology to try and find Sam after all. But Bucky isn't about to bring whoever is trailing him there directly. Even if the figure feels familiar, from what he can see in the glass reflection.

His steps bring him to a busy outdoor marketplace, and for a moment, he seems to disappear in the crowd. Only to reappear further down into the market. He does the same thing a few time, until he seemingly ducks into an alleyway by the exit of the market. But when followed there, the alleyway is empty, or at least it appears so, until whoever is following him is deep enough in the cul-de-sac. Bucky drops not-so-silently from his perch, effectively blocking the exit, his right hand raising his gun slowly. There's a clear light of recognition in his gaze when Peggy turns around, but it's short-lived as his eyes narrow:]

Who are you?

[The resemblance is uncanny, but Steve told him that this timeline's Peggy Carter had died six years ago.]

[anothergo]

[The super soldier would have been shocked if he allowed her to get the drop on him so easily. Even the Barnes from her world was sharper than that.

The weather's nice for New York and this time of year, so Peggy enjoys the walk, using the time to observe his tactics, this version of the City, and the direction he's taking her. It's not difficult to come to the conclusion that he's leading them away from that gaudy tower. Seems like some things are consistent no matter the universe, like Stark's decorative design preferences.

And then he ups his game at the marketplace. A tickle of a wry smile tugs at he mouth as she shifts where she looks, adapting as well. When she does step into the alleyway, there's a low expectation of him being there, and she's lifting her eyes to search the fire escapes when he drops behind her.

There's a bit of a sigh at the sound of his voice. The familiarity of it is comforting, even if it's clearly suspicious of her. She finally turns to face him, offering him a genuine, albeit bittersweet smile.]

Hello Bucky.

[She's certain he has questions, so she will wait patiently for them. Maybe after his hackles drop they can go somewhere more comfortable to chat. Until then, baby steps.]

Most call me Captain Carter.