[ he corrects gently, habit more than anything at this point. he isn’t a soldier anymore, and the name barnes doesn’t belong to him yet, if it ever will again. but he ponders t’challa’s question for a moment, staring out into the distance with the foggy gaze of a man who has seen too much and not enough all at once. ]
Peace. [ he says finally, then shakes his head. ] But not the fairytale kind, y’know, the crap they sell people to make them believe the crimes we commit are worth it. This?
[ another pause as he considers his thoughts carefully. the hidden heart of africa. that seems apt. he thinks of new york’s dirty and crowded streets, of hong kong’s murky skies, of russia’s ice cold emptiness. everything mankind does is in search of something better than what they have now. the things they take from each other and themselves seem justified if they stay ignorant to the holes they leave behind.
wakanda is different. nature and technology coexist here, advancement without the exploitation of life and beauty. it’s unlike anywhere else on earth, and bucky honestly can’t blame them for hiding from the world for so long. he’s seen what men do when they want something, and how far they’ll go to get it. when he looks at this city, for the first time, he sees what life could be like if it wasn’t a fucking competition. ]
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Date: 2018-02-22 05:11 am (UTC)[ he corrects gently, habit more than anything at this point. he isn’t a soldier anymore, and the name barnes doesn’t belong to him yet, if it ever will again. but he ponders t’challa’s question for a moment, staring out into the distance with the foggy gaze of a man who has seen too much and not enough all at once. ]
Peace. [ he says finally, then shakes his head. ] But not the fairytale kind, y’know, the crap they sell people to make them believe the crimes we commit are worth it. This?
[ another pause as he considers his thoughts carefully. the hidden heart of africa. that seems apt. he thinks of new york’s dirty and crowded streets, of hong kong’s murky skies, of russia’s ice cold emptiness. everything mankind does is in search of something better than what they have now. the things they take from each other and themselves seem justified if they stay ignorant to the holes they leave behind.
wakanda is different. nature and technology coexist here, advancement without the exploitation of life and beauty. it’s unlike anywhere else on earth, and bucky honestly can’t blame them for hiding from the world for so long. he’s seen what men do when they want something, and how far they’ll go to get it. when he looks at this city, for the first time, he sees what life could be like if it wasn’t a fucking competition. ]
Yeah. This is what it’s supposed to be like.