[ Red dress? A flicker of confusion and his expression turns thoughtful. There'd been a parade of girls back then, all of them courtesy of Bucky's insistence on double dates.
The image reaches his mind along with the words waiting for the right partner - recognition hits him. Like with Ilde, Steve carefully takes hold of the picture, using the shaky features Bucky paints as a base, reshaping them into a clearer portrait of the woman in question. ]
Agent Carter? [ Deep brown eyes focus in his mind, sharp and smart and understanding. There's a sense of fondness in the way he paints her, slipping into his voice. ] She was at Camp Lehigh, ran us through basic. [ Tests. ] She's something.
[ Is? Was? In Bucky's time she'd have to be in her nineties... ]
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The image reaches his mind along with the words waiting for the right partner - recognition hits him. Like with Ilde, Steve carefully takes hold of the picture, using the shaky features Bucky paints as a base, reshaping them into a clearer portrait of the woman in question. ]
Agent Carter? [ Deep brown eyes focus in his mind, sharp and smart and understanding. There's a sense of fondness in the way he paints her, slipping into his voice. ] She was at Camp Lehigh, ran us through basic. [ Tests. ] She's something.
[ Is? Was? In Bucky's time she'd have to be in her nineties... ]