Nothing's wrong with pink. You look great in pink.
[ Dick's not judging, man. He's a forward thinking kind of guy, unconstrained by artificial gender roles! Also, don't mind him getting a little handsy. ]
Stark, huh? Are you gonna hassle my boss? Can I take pictures if you do?
[ He does look quite fetching, doesn't he? Soak it in, Dick! Oh and please get handsy! It means he's adored and loved and cool. Touch away! But don't ask him much about it, he has no clue what it's made out of or how it works. ]
Ohhh yeah! I'm gonna show him just what's up! Me! [ It's going to be beautiful, the look on Tony's face. ] Well, if you can manage to infiltrate and hide in his office, by all means. I've got my phone ready to take a "pic."
Oh, all of the above! Well, lifting heavy objects is sort of... I haven't perfected that yet. [ And we'll leave there. He would rather not talk about how he is now a walking menace that could crush people accidentally. ] This thing's got a propulsion system, watch!
[ And without further ado, he turns it on and fires up into the air before letting himself down. ]
Hey, just keeping my manners polished! [ Walking around Dick, he holds out his arms, but that's as far as his plan has evolved. ] Uhh, how should we...? I'm not usually the one doing the carrying in this situation.
Yeah, except the engines are on my back. I'd rather not roast you...
[ What to do? ]
Princess car--Oh! Ha uhh yeah, that'd work! Okay then, just uh... Come here, I guess? [ Wow there is no way to maintain manliness in this situation! He's trying hard, though, but it's just not taking. ] Uhh I should also probably mention I'm not perfect at this whole flying thing yet, so uh, if we lose altitude... well... I will protect your tiny bony body with my well-sculpted armored physique. Okay?
[ He manages this with almost perfect faux-sincerity, despite Barbie's Magic Power Armor™, because he's a bro. Time to hop into Bucky's manly arms and sling an arm around his shoulder! Yay! ]
If it comes to it, I'm expressing a preference for death over maiming, because I have finals next week and I hate makeup tests.
[ Bucky actually holds him easily. Trekking around with a giant regulation pack on your back all day every day is going to make you pretty strong. Or at least turn you into a quiet mule. ]
Oh definitely! If we're goin' down, we're goin' down in a blaze of glory. The pathologists won't even be able to tell what happened!
[ Maybe that's not encouraging, but it makes Bucky laugh a little. He has a strange sense of humor if you hadn't noticed yet, Dick. So with boosters pumping they lift off and it's a bit shaking with heavier cargo now. ]
Okay, here we go. We got this!
[ He boosts harder to get above the school grounds. ]
[ It's not encouraging, but the fact that he can joke about it is. So Dick laughs, too! Haha, horrible agonizing death. Hilarious! He tightens his arm around Bucky's shoulders for security and looks down, watching the ground fall away below them, and it makes his heart race in the best way. ]
Dude, this is amazing! Uh, you can go like this for a while, right? You're not gonna run out of juice when we're a hundred feet up or anything, are you? Man, why couldn't I get flying powers?
[ That's three questions in two breaths, but he gets chatty when he gets excited. ]
No. [ But that no doesn't sound completely confident. In fact he makes it sound like a question on its own. But o far so good, you know? He hasn't had problem with the propulsion system shutting off, just him understanding how to best utilize it during flight. ] It sure must be nice, being able to do this whenever you want!
[ Not that he's totally envious or anything NOOO no nothing like that! Why would he be, when he's surrounded by super men who can do just that and can explode into flames and be so much cooler than him. Why would anyone envy that? Haha! ha ha! ha... ha. ]
So where to? I'll drop you back off by your bike when we're done.
Man, now I have to pick a destination? Talk about pressure.
[ Don't worry, pal, he'll let you cling to him while he swings off a skyscraper sometime, it'll be great. ]
Oh, oh, I know where we should go! There's a place downtown that serves killer pie. Like, seriously, the best. Plus it'll be a great view of the city, right? You fly, I'll buy. My treat. [ Shoulderpat. ]
That is a helluva bold statement there, Grayson. You better be able to put your money where your mouth is! [ Touching down on of the school building's rooftop, Bucky scans the area with his faceplate in place. ] Alright, just tell me where to go and I'll get us there. Hopefully all in one piece...
[ Then he's off jumping from the building at little too early for his thrusters, but it's okay! He's back in the air no problem! ]
[ Give him a heart attack, why don'tcha? Well, it means he's clinging on tight for a second. Please do not start this aerial tour of the city by crashing. ]
Hopefully. No loss of life or limb is a prerequisite for mission success here, Buck. Failure is not an option. [ POINTS AT EYES, POINTS AT YOU. ] All right, you know where the StarkTech building is? I assume so, if you're planning on doing a flyby later. Head that way, it's not far from there.
[ Yeah, sorry about that. He's holding onto Dick really tight too now. The last thing he needs is to be the imPort that dropped a school kid right onto pavement. ]
Okay, that's pretty close. [ He hones in on the address and displays it on his read out. Goddamn this suit is nifty! ] You got a store name? I think I can input it into the headgear.
[ What a goofy name. Not that Bucky can talk. He's guilty of many pun-remated crimes on the job. And while he is fairly sure this thing can pull up maps and stuff, he's at a loss for how to do it. Maybe you need someone to send the intel instead. ]
Yeah that... might be a pipe dream, pal. Its owner isn't the... friendliest of types.
[ Besides now is not the time for worries and GPS. It is time for high altitude climbs and a bit of free falling to get the blood pumping. ]
[ Thaaaaaat's right. And Dick couldn't be happier right now unless he was the one doing the flying. The wind's whipping through his hair, and there's a grin on his face, and he's tugging the collar of his coat up around him with his free hand. ]
How high can you take us? [ He asks it like a challenge. ]
[ Seriously, never challenge Bucky to anything because he will cut off his nose to spite his face if that is what it takes. He will take you to the stratosphere, mister!! Firing his thrusters, he starts climbing past the skyscrapers until they are over everything but the clouds. It's probably cold for Dick, but Bucky's spandex are thermal. Apparently he can walk through fire if he needs to. Pretty sweet, huh? ]
[ It's ridiculously cold and the oxygen's kind of thin and he's a little dizzy and his ears might freeze off, but he's still cheering once they get up over the skyscrapers. This is everything he ever wanted out of his dream of Superman rides when he was a kid! Well, minus Superman, but no one's perfect. ]
This is amazing! You're amazing! Aaaand it's cold. Really, really, seriously cold, oh my god I forgot how altitude works.
I am pretty amazing, you're right. [ But yeah that altitude thing. ] Let's go back down. I don't think this suit's really made for long distance flights anyway.
[ No need to push their luck. So Bucky starts his descent smoothly, then a little too faster, then faster when his boosters just kinda putter out for a second. ]
Uhmm [ Looks like their luck is up. ] This could get a little bumpy.
[ Maybe the suit got cold or something, because the boosters are still operational on his screen, but they aren't listening to his commands. They keep fluttering as the two grow closer and closer to the ground. It all happens so fast; they come back online just in time when a rooftop comes close to kissing them both in the face. Bucky rolls onto his back to take the brunt of the impact so his cargo doesn't brain himself on concrete. It still hurts, though, goddamn. ]
[ Dick tucks himself into a ball as much as he can and holds on tight and braces for impact — and yeah, even when you're being cradled against the tiny metal chest of someone who's taking most of the blow, it's not exactly cushiony. He's prooobably gonna feel that in the morning. Like, a lot.
But more urgently, when he finally peeks his head up, and opens one eye warily... ]
... Are you okay? You didn't break our staying-in-one-piece promise, did you?
Ohhhh gggod I hope not..... [ Man, is he wheezing through those words. That took every molecule of air right out of his lungs on impact. Ow! Like a turtle on its back, Bucky tries ever slowly to right himself and get up to assess any injuries. ] Well. That was fun.
[ It would probably help if Dick got off of him for that, huh. He's all up in Bucky's space as he gets to his feet, still, a concerned hand on his shoulder, leaning in close to fret properly. ]
Yeah, tons. You sure know how to show a guy a good time. I hadn't almost died yet today even once!
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[ Dick's not judging, man. He's a forward thinking kind of guy, unconstrained by artificial gender roles! Also, don't mind him getting a little handsy. ]
Stark, huh? Are you gonna hassle my boss? Can I take pictures if you do?
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[ He does look quite fetching, doesn't he? Soak it in, Dick! Oh and please get handsy! It means he's adored and loved and cool. Touch away! But don't ask him much about it, he has no clue what it's made out of or how it works. ]
Ohhh yeah! I'm gonna show him just what's up! Me! [ It's going to be beautiful, the look on Tony's face. ] Well, if you can manage to infiltrate and hide in his office, by all means. I've got my phone ready to take a "pic."
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[ He rocks up on his tiptoes, practically bouncing. This nerd! ]
So what's this baby do? Lift heavy objects? Fly? Leap tall buildings in a single bound?
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[ And without further ado, he turns it on and fires up into the air before letting himself down. ]
Slick, right? Wanna go a ride, Dicky?
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Do you really have to ask?
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[ He taps his chin, contemplative... ]
Although princess style is also a compelling option.
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[ What to do? ]
Princess car--Oh! Ha uhh yeah, that'd work! Okay then, just uh... Come here, I guess? [ Wow there is no way to maintain manliness in this situation! He's trying hard, though, but it's just not taking. ] Uhh I should also probably mention I'm not perfect at this whole flying thing yet, so uh, if we lose altitude... well... I will protect your tiny bony body with my well-sculpted armored physique. Okay?
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[ He manages this with almost perfect faux-sincerity, despite Barbie's Magic Power Armor™, because he's a bro. Time to hop into Bucky's manly arms and sling an arm around his shoulder! Yay! ]
If it comes to it, I'm expressing a preference for death over maiming, because I have finals next week and I hate makeup tests.
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Oh definitely! If we're goin' down, we're goin' down in a blaze of glory. The pathologists won't even be able to tell what happened!
[ Maybe that's not encouraging, but it makes Bucky laugh a little. He has a strange sense of humor if you hadn't noticed yet, Dick. So with boosters pumping they lift off and it's a bit shaking with heavier cargo now. ]
Okay, here we go. We got this!
[ He boosts harder to get above the school grounds. ]
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Dude, this is amazing! Uh, you can go like this for a while, right? You're not gonna run out of juice when we're a hundred feet up or anything, are you? Man, why couldn't I get flying powers?
[ That's three questions in two breaths, but he gets chatty when he gets excited. ]
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[ Not that he's totally envious or anything NOOO no nothing like that! Why would he be, when he's surrounded by super men who can do just that and can explode into flames and be so much cooler than him. Why would anyone envy that? Haha! ha ha! ha... ha. ]
So where to? I'll drop you back off by your bike when we're done.
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[ Don't worry, pal, he'll let you cling to him while he swings off a skyscraper sometime, it'll be great. ]
Oh, oh, I know where we should go! There's a place downtown that serves killer pie. Like, seriously, the best. Plus it'll be a great view of the city, right? You fly, I'll buy. My treat. [ Shoulderpat. ]
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[ Then he's off jumping from the building at little too early for his thrusters, but it's okay! He's back in the air no problem! ]
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[ Give him a heart attack, why don'tcha? Well, it means he's clinging on tight for a second. Please do not start this aerial tour of the city by crashing. ]
Hopefully. No loss of life or limb is a prerequisite for mission success here, Buck. Failure is not an option. [ POINTS AT EYES, POINTS AT YOU. ] All right, you know where the StarkTech building is? I assume so, if you're planning on doing a flyby later. Head that way, it's not far from there.
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Okay, that's pretty close. [ He hones in on the address and displays it on his read out. Goddamn this suit is nifty! ] You got a store name? I think I can input it into the headgear.
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[ Awright, this very clingy princess carry is on. ]
And you're telling me this thing has GPS too? Man, it's too bad you can't keep it. I'd love to get a look under the hood, so to speak.
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[ What a goofy name. Not that Bucky can talk. He's guilty of many pun-remated crimes on the job. And while he is fairly sure this thing can pull up maps and stuff, he's at a loss for how to do it. Maybe you need someone to send the intel instead. ]
Yeah that... might be a pipe dream, pal. Its owner isn't the... friendliest of types.
[ Besides now is not the time for worries and GPS. It is time for high altitude climbs and a bit of free falling to get the blood pumping. ]
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[ Thaaaaaat's right. And Dick couldn't be happier right now unless he was the one doing the flying. The wind's whipping through his hair, and there's a grin on his face, and he's tugging the collar of his coat up around him with his free hand. ]
How high can you take us? [ He asks it like a challenge. ]
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[ Seriously, never challenge Bucky to anything because he will cut off his nose to spite his face if that is what it takes. He will take you to the stratosphere, mister!! Firing his thrusters, he starts climbing past the skyscrapers until they are over everything but the clouds. It's probably cold for Dick, but Bucky's spandex are thermal. Apparently he can walk through fire if he needs to. Pretty sweet, huh? ]
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This is amazing! You're amazing! Aaaand it's cold. Really, really, seriously cold, oh my god I forgot how altitude works.
[ He'd snuggle up, but, armor, so... ]
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[ No need to push their luck. So Bucky starts his descent smoothly, then a little too faster, then faster when his boosters just kinda putter out for a second. ]
Uhmm [ Looks like their luck is up. ] This could get a little bumpy.
[ Maybe the suit got cold or something, because the boosters are still operational on his screen, but they aren't listening to his commands. They keep fluttering as the two grow closer and closer to the ground. It all happens so fast; they come back online just in time when a rooftop comes close to kissing them both in the face. Bucky rolls onto his back to take the brunt of the impact so his cargo doesn't brain himself on concrete. It still hurts, though, goddamn. ]
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But more urgently, when he finally peeks his head up, and opens one eye warily... ]
... Are you okay? You didn't break our staying-in-one-piece promise, did you?
[ HA HA but seriously though ]
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Yeah, tons. You sure know how to show a guy a good time. I hadn't almost died yet today even once!
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