“ will you just EAT? ” the nerve on this man. not only did namor go through the effort of catching these fish in the nearby river, but he also prepared them ( though, honestly, he initially planned on eating both himself ) similarly to the atlantean way. the meat on these ones was much more cooked, but the method was basically the same. a prince had to learn how to make his own food, after all.
namor shoved the meal at the captain, served via stick, seeing as plates and eating utensils weren’t readily available to them in the middle of a german forest. he wasted absolutely no time in digging into his own dinner —– the table manners his mother taught him forgotten in his hunger.
he kept a watchful eye on his teammate, as if daring him to refuse the food. // @youusedme
★— LOST in the wilderness – the forest was their new home, for the time being. Their radios had no signal and there was no other method of communication bar smoke signals, which they had tried earlier. For now, they would have to sit and wait – which wasn’t Steve’s prefered method of doing things, nor had it seemed to be Namors.
Making light of the situation, Subby had managed to gather supplies and low and behold – had gathered food, fish, NATURALLY. Steve stared at the food – the glare that he was being shot was enough to turn him into ICE, but he knew he shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth.
Pursing his lips with a pout, he reached toward it and took a bite. Chewing a little at the crisp skin that had been nicely charred by the fire.
❛You know, we’re going to be here for quite a while. And I hardly know anythin’ about you – hell, didn’t even know y’knew how to hunt fish down and kill ‘em yourself… You’ve always been a man of few words. ❜
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“I think that’s the strangest thing I’ve ever heard said to me in the middle of a war, pal. Especially in the trenches, I mean muddy walls aren’t the most ROMANTIC of places for a confession like this.”
“It’s not that I want to take the risk, per se. It’s just… If things are as bad as we think they might be, I’d rather know I gave it my all than played it safe and let these bastards get away with whatever they’ve got going on. Any set back to their plans is worth the risk.”
“Rather know you gave it your all? Come on now Jim, we’re not dyin’ on this, have more faith. As much as it’s pretty much a suicide mission, we’re going to go in with all guns blazing, we’re not going to get stomped on, and no matter what, we always give it our all. I don’t want you going in there thinkin’ you’re going to get killed."
“Can do, Cap. And I’m willing to find out the limits of this body. I’ve been around some radioactive material in the past. Didn’t seem to affect me from what I noticed. We just have to take than chance.”
“Do you really want to risk that? You know you’re one of my best men and if you’re gone that’s it. Plus this is new material, new tech too, we don’t know what we’re dealing with asides from the fact it’s dangerous."
“Want me to go in first, last or with you? Because, I gotta say, I’m not sure how comfortable I’d be accidentally getting you blown up. And if things are explosive, maybe me just setting the blaze ablaze might be for the better.”
“How about you drop me off on the roof of the building and I get in from there, you know I would rather you not get blown up yourself. I’m not quite sure you’re strong enough to withstand radioactive materials, with all due respect, pal…"
“We can’t. You’re right. So, plan of action is just to go in, blow things up and hope you make it out alive. Maybe pick up some intel somewhere in between. Yeah, that sounds like as good a plan as any at the moment. Need me to fly us into the perimeter of their base?”
“That’d be appreciated. Fly us up there, we’ll try and scope the area and count how many people we’re dealing with exactly, we go in and make sure that those materials are taken away from them as soon as possible. I’m assuming they’re highly explosive if they’re that deadly…"
“I’m not certain about the severity of the matter, but we both know that HYDRA doesn’t deserve the benefit of the doubt.However, rushing in would be foolish. Perhaps, if need be, we could wait long enough to form a good enough plan?”
“How long do we need to wait? You know they just got supplies in today, which means that they’re constructing something, and they’re building it quick. They’ve got a huge amount of nuclear material, I could imagine this could be potentially worse than the A-Bomb, how can we sit on that?"
Howard settled into his chair with a groan and stretched his leg out. He took a few sips of his coffee, savoring the taste of it on his tongue. “Hey, you get what you see when it comes to me, pal. No hidden depths here. Ask anybody.”
Steve opted to lean on the counter while Howard took a seat, perhaps he was getting too comfortable, so standing up was the best option. “You sure sir? You could be runnin’ some type of mafia for all I know.” Steve joked a little, lips pressing to the rim of the mug before tilting back for a sip of the warm liquid.
Steve Rogers was your average kid, a who had nothing. He grew up during the great depression which resulted in him later on having a great value for everything that he now receives. He was meek as a child and was constantly bullied for his small size, that added to the fact that he had an extremely poor immune system and was diagnosed with every ailment and illness under the sun. Instead he continued with his education, specialising in arts where he constantly depicted himself as a super-hero, or drew heroes that could help save him.
After his mother (Sarah) passed away he faced a severe depression which he masked by engulfing himself in his pursuit of achieving his dream; joining the army and following in the footsteps of his father (Joseph).
He was constantly rejected. Time after time due to his small stature until he was taken on board project ‘rebirth’ where with the assistance of Howard Stark’s technology and Dr Josef Reinstien – he was turned into a super soldier. Initially he was a poster boy, being used for marketing campaigns by the US army in order to encourage recruitment as well as help improve the general PR image.
Breaking the rules and letting his complex get in the way, he decided to take down US’s number one enemy at the time – the Red Skull.
It was during a fight with Baron Zemo - that he had lost his best friend, Bucky Barnes in a tragic fall when the boy wonder was strapped to a rocket. Steve watched the rocket explode and that image had forever haunted his nightmares.
Taking down the Red Skull, he managed to save the country – however, it involved extreme self sacrifice as he steered the plane he was in into the sea. Luckily enough, it was preserved in ice as the sub-zero conditions froze Steve in a block of ice for a number of decades. The super-soldier serum is what had kept him alive all this time, preserved in ice until eventually he was thawed free – waking up, confused, dazed and delusional.
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