There's the weak, and the strong, and the best that have no answers

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WHO: Steve Rogers and Clint Barton and Frank Castle, anyone else in Avengers Mansion or who later happens by.
WHERE: Avenger's Mansion, and THE MEAN STREETS OF NEW YORK CITY
WHEN: The night after Steve's arrival
WARNINGS: N/A
SUMMARY: Valeria brings Steve 'round to Avengers Mansion; later he sneaks out to decompress and gets tailed instead.
FORMAT: Any.


Clint
The trip to the mansion is uneventful, for all that Steve gets his fare share of glances on mass transit. He can't blame the people for it - his suit is supposed to be eye-catching, and the fact that he's filthy with the remains of a battle that hasn't happened here makes it all the more so. Valeria knows the city, it seems, and they approach the imposing building in short order after they leave the subway. There's someone out front as they walk up - someone holding a bow.



The Palatial Manse
It feels good to get clean, even if it's in another unfamiliar place with unfamiliar people. People who, according to Mockingbird, are dying to see him. That might be the reason he takes a little longer to tend to his injuries, particularly the gash-and-burn across his side. Might be why he doesn't leave the massive bathroom immediately once he's dressed and his hair is combed. He spends a few minutes staring down his reflection without thinking much at all - and then it's a quiet descent to the living room, which he mostly finds by accident.


Frank Castle/Others
It's somewhere between late and early when he feels the mansion quiet down enough that he can find his way out without being seen. Without being seen by more than the accusing eyes of a small dog dressed in a bee costume, anyway. He hits the sidewalk outside of the gates and takes what feels like his first deep breath since arriving. Steve doesn't pick a direction so much as he starts walking and lets his instinct find paths still familiar even in another world. He's not doing this for the sights. He just needs time to think.

Comments

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"Maybe, maybe not." Steve doesn't let go at once, keeping his grip on Castle as he study's the other man's face. "I'll decide that once I know you better."

He finally lets go. "Are you hungry? I don't know what's open, but it's still New York."

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Frank is quiet as the contact lingers, the touch given a deliberate emphasis. It doesn't drag out into an awkwardness, but nonetheless Frank's hands slip into his pockets when Rogers lets go.

Once Rogers knows what he is, Frank figures he'll make that decision very quickly.

"Twenty-four diner down the road," he suggests. Frank has visited enough places; his work keeps him mobile, so eating out is common. "You take a right and it's on the corner."

You because Frank will not be going with him; he'll go left.

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Steve won't press him - he knows when to exercise some patience, as much as he might be restless and curious himself. "Thank you."

He tucks his hands into his pockets, searching for something else to say, a way to tie off this conversation and leave room for another. "Next time if you want to talk you can just... you know, talk to me. The following isn't necessary."

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Frank isn't so sure about that. When Rogers learns who he is, Frank expects just talking will not be so simple. Even being thanked by this man feels misplaced. Taking advantage of a faulty memory.

Then again, things are different here -- but too much will stay the same. He surrendered to this man once before, and will fall in when he asks again.

"Copy," he says simply, his voice lower than before, and he turns to leave him.