It's very early in the "morning" that Soldat heads out on their first patrol of the day, and check their tablet notifications for new network posts on their way out. And after working out what all of that means, they double-time along their route, making time for two circuits of the area, looking for items, crates, anything.
The portal works again. There's the promise of actual fucking food. They're so excited by this.
Any new people wandering in might stumble into the path of a large man in two layers of shirt, a jacket mostly covering the metal arm over that, combat pants and boots, and long hair tied neatly back. Also, a lantern, tightly shuttered except to let out just enough light to not trip on everything, slung on a woven strap over the flesh shoulder. They'll stop short at the sight of another person coming out of the gloom, startled but looking vaguely pleased.
First question out of their mouth: "Are you real?"
II. Collecting and Organizing, July 1
Every time Soldat finds a crate or a bag or a net full of supplies, they heft it up, adding it to their load on shoulders and dangling from the metal hand, and cart it back to the Invincible and general store for sorting and distributing. Every time they have food in any of those crates or bags or nets, they come back to the Invincible or general store with one of the tabs on their chewing necklace in their mouth, looking vaguely annoyed at the need.
But it's the only way they can keep from nibbling as they walk, even with hands full. And other people need this more than they do. (Not really, pal. Shut up. We're fine. We lost like ten pounds, buddy, that ain't fine. I said shut up, Sarge.) They still want to do it properly, not just plow through raw carrots and gnaw frozen fish. As hungry as they are, it'll likely result in eating the paper and plastic wrappings, as likely as the actual food.
They set things down next to whoever is sorting, spit out the plain pendant (metal this time), and say, "This one's new shirts for people a lot smaller than me, this one's apples, this is a very big bag of rice."
III. Midday Lunch, July 2
There's so much food. Soldat is so excited to make a midday meal for everyone that isn't a hodge-podge of heavily spiced spam, canned vegetables in the last of the pasta noodles, or weak stew with the tail end of their soup stock, that they have the happiest jazz on they have on their tablet and bop around the Invincible kitchen, humming around another pendant in their mouth. Anyone passing by the kitchen, or coming in to help, or coming in to snitch food themselves will be greeted by the smell of a baking roast and garlic bread and marinated broccoli. And, of course, the former Winter Soldier half-dancing between pots and humming along to Ella Fitzgerald.
By 1100, there's a spread laid out on the bartop in the Invincible, and Soldat is actually smiling as they rope people in to try. "It's good, I swear. I already had some. There's plenty."
Every other day for the next couple weeks, too, there's a new dish being served, and a very contented Soldat serving it.
IV. Self-Defense for the Newbies, Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays
There's a class in the "evening" three times a week at the armory, which mostly devolves into practice since there aren't a lot of people left who come and need actual training. But practice is also good, and it's something a lot of them can do together. That's important, too. Soldat has been telling everyone about it in person since it's not in the bulletins yet, because they do think that's important.
So Soldat is happy to test people's skills, show them a bit about knife fighting or hand-to-hand if they need it, or work with the less well-trained in things like how to fall or break a hold to get away. That's their favorite, honestly, teaching people the very basics.
V. Wildcard
When not teaching, practicing, making meals, or on special expeditions, Soldat has a very strict routine, and they can be found anywhere along their route, happy to chat, help teach people spirit-language and Morse code if they want it, and help explain any part of Beacon life. After all, they've been here a pretty long time now.
Bucky/Soldat | MCU | OTA
It's very early in the "morning" that Soldat heads out on their first patrol of the day, and check their tablet notifications for new network posts on their way out. And after working out what all of that means, they double-time along their route, making time for two circuits of the area, looking for items, crates, anything.
The portal works again. There's the promise of actual fucking food. They're so excited by this.
Any new people wandering in might stumble into the path of a large man in two layers of shirt, a jacket mostly covering the metal arm over that, combat pants and boots, and long hair tied neatly back. Also, a lantern, tightly shuttered except to let out just enough light to not trip on everything, slung on a woven strap over the flesh shoulder. They'll stop short at the sight of another person coming out of the gloom, startled but looking vaguely pleased.
First question out of their mouth: "Are you real?"
II. Collecting and Organizing, July 1
Every time Soldat finds a crate or a bag or a net full of supplies, they heft it up, adding it to their load on shoulders and dangling from the metal hand, and cart it back to the Invincible and general store for sorting and distributing. Every time they have food in any of those crates or bags or nets, they come back to the Invincible or general store with one of the tabs on their chewing necklace in their mouth, looking vaguely annoyed at the need.
But it's the only way they can keep from nibbling as they walk, even with hands full. And other people need this more than they do. (Not really, pal. Shut up. We're fine. We lost like ten pounds, buddy, that ain't fine. I said shut up, Sarge.) They still want to do it properly, not just plow through raw carrots and gnaw frozen fish. As hungry as they are, it'll likely result in eating the paper and plastic wrappings, as likely as the actual food.
They set things down next to whoever is sorting, spit out the plain pendant (metal this time), and say, "This one's new shirts for people a lot smaller than me, this one's apples, this is a very big bag of rice."
III. Midday Lunch, July 2
There's so much food. Soldat is so excited to make a midday meal for everyone that isn't a hodge-podge of heavily spiced spam, canned vegetables in the last of the pasta noodles, or weak stew with the tail end of their soup stock, that they have the happiest jazz on they have on their tablet and bop around the Invincible kitchen, humming around another pendant in their mouth. Anyone passing by the kitchen, or coming in to help, or coming in to snitch food themselves will be greeted by the smell of a baking roast and garlic bread and marinated broccoli. And, of course, the former Winter Soldier half-dancing between pots and humming along to Ella Fitzgerald.
By 1100, there's a spread laid out on the bartop in the Invincible, and Soldat is actually smiling as they rope people in to try. "It's good, I swear. I already had some. There's plenty."
Every other day for the next couple weeks, too, there's a new dish being served, and a very contented Soldat serving it.
IV. Self-Defense for the Newbies, Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays
There's a class in the "evening" three times a week at the armory, which mostly devolves into practice since there aren't a lot of people left who come and need actual training. But practice is also good, and it's something a lot of them can do together. That's important, too. Soldat has been telling everyone about it in person since it's not in the bulletins yet, because they do think that's important.
So Soldat is happy to test people's skills, show them a bit about knife fighting or hand-to-hand if they need it, or work with the less well-trained in things like how to fall or break a hold to get away. That's their favorite, honestly, teaching people the very basics.
V. Wildcard
When not teaching, practicing, making meals, or on special expeditions, Soldat has a very strict routine, and they can be found anywhere along their route, happy to chat, help teach people spirit-language and Morse code if they want it, and help explain any part of Beacon life. After all, they've been here a pretty long time now.