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bakerstreet2022-08-15 08:57 pm
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Denny's

Except Denny's.
RULES
1. Post to the meme.
2. Find somebody to eat with. Figure out why the hell you'd do this to yourself.
3. I don't think they have the Hobbit menu anymore, fuck. Maybe you should ask the waiter or something.
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"No. Well, one day maybe, upstate. To a farm. Or Wakanda." If they'll take him back. They might - eventually. For now, he's staying put. Mostly based out of New York with the occasional need for some international terrorism here and there. Same shit under a different flag.
"I just thought maybe you didn't know what you were getting yourself into." But if they've got a bat - The Bat? - then maybe it's not all that different.
"You think I should go to therapy and maybe they won't bring, I don't know, war crime charges against me?" He's not exactly like The Bat. He doesn't fall into a neat box like a vigilante or some kind of hero.
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He stays silent for a while, mulling Bucky's question over and over, wondering if he needs to get out more. Back home, they- No, back home is not a good benchmark. Still.
"I think if they actually could put you away for war crimes, you wouldn't think your freedom hinged on whether or not you showed up to therapy. If they really thought therapy would do you any good, they wouldn't let you wander around freely, so whatever it is they think they have against you, would turn out to be a lot less substantial if you let a good lawyer have a go at them." So perhaps Matt would be in over his head. "Would you like me to poke around a bit, see what they think they've got?"
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"Um. Yeah. Fine." Bucky glances up at Harvey again, puts his fork down so he doesn't end up talking with all this food in his mouth. "I-- probably can't afford you though." Reformed terrorists aren't sitting on piles of money or Nazi gold bars or whatever people think he's got stashed away in his dilapidated apartment.
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"I, er, can't represent you, not officially anyway." More coffee has never done any harm, has it? "I'm with the DA's office at home so... it's going to have to be very unofficial and whatever I find, I'll let you know and we can go over it or you and Matt can. He'll handle the official part of all this, I suppose. I hear he takes payment in friendship and food these days. Or." Harvey, no. "I can ask a friend if he'll lend you one of his lawyers. He's got a whole gaggle of them."
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"I don't-- need that many." Who needs a gaggle of lawyers? Bucky is in some pretty serious shit and he only needs the one. Or so he believes.
"Thanks. Again." He drops his gaze and goes back to putting more food in his mouth. "You-- sure I can't get you anything?" Nevermind that Harvey must be full just looking at this smorgasbord that sprawls over their entire table.