[ She smiles broadly at the spangled blanket- you match, Steph! -god when was the last time she really, actually smiled? - and slowly gripped the blanket with both her flesh and mechanical hands, wrapping it in a cocoon around her. Warmth, too...so many luxuries she hasn't been afforded in decades. Memories still came in bits and pieces, but one thing runs as a constant, then and now - Stephanie Rogers was a literal, blonde angel and no one could convince her otherwise.]
Thanks...this...is good.
[ Jesus, how do I repay her for all this? How long has she been here and she already has Steph hovering over her nervously and uncomfortable. What can she do, what can do....her mind skips around until it finds something and latches on - the two of them, twirling in their apartment and laughing cause Steph, god bless the little thing, didn't know how to dance and Bucky wasn't going to let her get away with not knowing any longer. It would help her on dates, she told the smaller girl...not that Bucky ever really wanted any of Steph's dates to amount to anything...not if they weren't her. ]
[ Without knowing why exactly, she slowly finds Steph's hand takes in her right one, and sings softly and brokenly, but gently, soothingly, pulling from whatever memory is consuming her. ] y-your pretty face and electric soul....
TONIGHT ON DANCING WITH THE STARS: SPANGLES AND ROBOCOP
Thanks...this...is good.
[ Jesus, how do I repay her for all this? How long has she been here and she already has Steph hovering over her nervously and uncomfortable. What can she do, what can do....her mind skips around until it finds something and latches on - the two of them, twirling in their apartment and laughing cause Steph, god bless the little thing, didn't know how to dance and Bucky wasn't going to let her get away with not knowing any longer. It would help her on dates, she told the smaller girl...not that Bucky ever really wanted any of Steph's dates to amount to anything...not if they weren't her. ]
[ Without knowing why exactly, she slowly finds Steph's hand takes in her right one, and sings softly and brokenly, but gently, soothingly, pulling from whatever memory is consuming her. ] y-your pretty face and electric soul....