[Zevran wasn't sure how to even react to that. This man was not the heartless, mindless, killing machine that they had been told of. The stories that were told made him out to be a ghost or a demon that only wished for blood. The very name Winter Soldier caused even master crows to shiver. But here he was, being spared by him.
When his breath finally returns to him, Zevran doesn't use it for talk right away. He just stares, taking in the man before him. He looks so worn down, yet there was a fire in his eyes. A fire that told him that he wasn't about to give up and there was also honesty there, something that Zevran hadn't seen in years.]
They won't stop.
[He knew that. With him failing his mission they would mark him as a target now too.]
Not until you are with them, and not until I am dead.
[His eyes glance down at the floor. He wonders if the other will even accept his offer. He did just try to get him to kill him after all. But there was a chance. If not, well then he would be on his own. He wasn't sure how long that would last though.]
You don't want to kill, let me do it then. Let me go with you and I'll be your blade.
[Bucky's made the decision for himself a while ago. He doesn't want his mind messed with so he'll do whatever he has to do to make sure it won't happen. If he's always gonna have to run, that's something he'll do.
He's surprised by the offer, floored that this man is so willing to accept that he can't be the person he wants to be.]
We run. Then we run some more. If our backs are to the wall, no other choice, then you can be my blade.
[Bucky sticks his hand out to be shaken, to seal the deal.]
[Why he offered, well he wasn't sure. It could be that he didn't want to be alone against the Crows, even if he gained a new enemy with his ally. Or maybe it was because he saw the honor in this man who wanted to redeem himself from all that he had done. Zevran is a bad man. He is proud of his work as a Crow, even if he didn't like the organization that much anymore. He knew he would always be just a killing machine. There was no redemption for him, but at least he could help someone else find theirs.]
Zevran Arainia. [He takes Bucky's hand and gives it a firm shake.]
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When his breath finally returns to him, Zevran doesn't use it for talk right away. He just stares, taking in the man before him. He looks so worn down, yet there was a fire in his eyes. A fire that told him that he wasn't about to give up and there was also honesty there, something that Zevran hadn't seen in years.]
They won't stop.
[He knew that. With him failing his mission they would mark him as a target now too.]
Not until you are with them, and not until I am dead.
[His eyes glance down at the floor. He wonders if the other will even accept his offer. He did just try to get him to kill him after all. But there was a chance. If not, well then he would be on his own. He wasn't sure how long that would last though.]
You don't want to kill, let me do it then. Let me go with you and I'll be your blade.
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[Bucky's made the decision for himself a while ago. He doesn't want his mind messed with so he'll do whatever he has to do to make sure it won't happen. If he's always gonna have to run, that's something he'll do.
He's surprised by the offer, floored that this man is so willing to accept that he can't be the person he wants to be.]
We run. Then we run some more. If our backs are to the wall, no other choice, then you can be my blade.
[Bucky sticks his hand out to be shaken, to seal the deal.]
I'm Bucky Barnes. Let's go.
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Zevran Arainia. [He takes Bucky's hand and gives it a firm shake.]
Glad I finally have a name for that pretty face.