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[semistableman]

Come tag away! I don't mind at all.

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[hydric]

[It’s kind of sweet he’s trying to make her feel better about it, though she did make an effort to try and get at least some of them in the same room.]

We will make it work.

[semistableman]

Yeah.

Exactly. It'll be fun.

[hydric]

When are you free?

[semistableman]

This evening.

I have a couple of things I need to do; but they shouldn't keep me.

[hydric]

This evening works.

I can meet you somewhere or you can come over whenever you are done.

[semistableman]

I can come out your way.

[hydric]

I will be here then.

[semistableman]

Good, good.

[And show up Bucky does. He's been doing better at this whole being social thing. He's going to be knocking at the door, because he's polite like that.]

[hydric]

[The place she's staying it is pretty modest. It's never been in her nature to have a lot. She's made a few appetizers, finger foods. It's not a party, but she wanted to at least have something. So when she hears the knock, she moves to answer the door.]

You made it.

[semistableman]

[His grin is lopsided, but there.]

'Course I did.

Thanks for doing all of this.

[hydric]

[She gives him a proud little grin, shrugging her shoulders at that.]

You don't have to thank me. I think most of us could use a good night. [She gestures for him to come in, giving a brighter smile. Things are only starting to repair, and not having a lot of people in her life now with Clint retired, she actually likes having him over.]

The kitchen's back here. There's some things to pick on and the Šljivovica is chilling.

[semistableman]

[He nods.]

A chance to kick back, not think about anything.... we don't get to do that too often, do we?

C'mon, let's sit back for a while.

[He might not know where he's going, but he motions for her to lead him to the kitchen, despite pointing it out to him.]

[hydric]

[She follows him into her own kitchen with a smaller grin. He's definitely not the man he was when they met, and she feels a little more relaxed. It isn't that who he was caused her tension, but that he feels more relaxed with himself. It's something Wanda's only learning herself, something that's coming with years of practice with her own abilities.]

Please, help yourself. [She grabbed two cups, pouring from a round glass bottle that held the dark alcohol in it.]

[semistableman]

[Having some real time to really start to recover, to take care of himself, has done a lot to change Bucky's outlook.]

Thanks.

[He pours a reasonable amount into his cup, though it's (probably) not nearly enough to get him drunk. Better to start off reasonable. He holds up his cup.]

Cheers!

[hydric]

[She lifts her cup with a grin and offers her cheers in Sokovian. Taking a drink, Wanda watches him. It's not an alcohol that's easy to come by, but since Sokovia was destroyed, more and more neighborhoods are appearing in bigger cities. It isn't the same, but the dark liquid will do.

Unlike Bucky her own abilities were latent. She won't have to drink as much as he will, and she isn't going to try, but there's enough for the both of them.]

So-- how are you? [Settling, it seems. Happier, definitely.]

[semistableman]

[His smile is shockingly easy, after everything that's happened.]

I've been doing a lot better. Shuri's responsible for most of it; she's been the one making me go to therapy.

[It's still something to get used to, but Bucky doesn't sound ashamed when he talks about it. That had been one of the first things he'd worked on, after all.]

Feel like most of us need it, at this point.

[hydric]

[She’s honestly glad to hear it, though therapy isn’t exactly something she’s thought of (but can probably use it). So it kind of piques her interest.]

And it helps you? [She’s pretty much been alone since the dissolving of the Avengers, trying to find her own way now she’s not exactly allowed back in the United States, has no home, no family. And was also a human lab expirament, has lost every member of her family, and was locked in a floating prison for a short time.]

[semistableman]

Yeah, it helps me.

[He gestures with the glass for emphasis, even if it doesn't appear to mean something specific.]

It took some getting used to. The 40s were a different culture; things like this weren't talked about. But the person Shuri set me up with is good. There's no pressure, no certain thing I'm supposed to talk about. It's all on my terms, no one else's.

[hydric]

[She smiles at that before taking another drink, not wanting to press him too much.]

I’m glad to hear it, Bucky. You deserve it. [After everything that has happened, even before the Sokovian Accords.]

What were they like? The 40s?

[semistableman]

Let's see.

[He tips his head thoughtfully.]

A lot different than now. Some things still stay the same, of course, but the culture is a lot different. You'd never'a been able to express yourself the way people can these days.

[He means sexuality-wise, but he's still a little too conservative to come right out and say it, even if he does welcome the change.]

Oh, an' 'cause it was during the War, pretty much everything was rationed. Water, meat, gasoline... it was rough, even before I was shipped out. I felt guilty leavin' Steve in Brooklyn, but he was sickly half the time.

[hydric]

I grew up in the middle of war in Sokovia, [She says with an understanding nod to him. They lived comfortably, but she understands living during war.]

We may have more in common than you think.

[semistableman]

[He nods.]

Wars are still wars.

We used to get these booklets. They had little stamps in 'em for rationed things. Once they ran out, you had to wait until you got another booklet to get more.

[His head tips.]

What was it like, for you? I can't imagine it was easy.

[hydric]

No. [She shakes her head a little.] My parents would wait in line for food. One corner might be potatoes, another bread. If you waited and they ran out, you did not get food that day.

The worst were the bombs though. [It had always been her biggest motivator.]

The never ending air raids.

[semistableman]

[Bucky nods sympathetically.]

It was rough for us, too. It wasn't a good time to get a flat tire; if you did, it meant you were gonna be walking everywhere. Most of the rubber was going into the war.

[He sighs.]

I get the point to them, but it just made it... difficult, when you were livin' day to day.

[hydric]

I can understand that. At the very least your war was for a bigger cause other than corrupt politicians and greedy weapons dealers. [She may not be as bitter and as angry as before, but she was a political protestor before HYDRA.]

Most of my life was just living day to day.