amber ☆ 01

[soldieronwards]

[ The man looking down into the amber appears confident, at a glance. Certainly, he's friendly, and he offers a grin. ]

So here's what I'm thinkin'.

We got threats here, don't we? Giant spiders, that sort of thing. Or average-sized spiders, but they're giant to us, that's for sure. There's probably more crap where that came from.

But now we're trying to get weapons for everybody. Ways for us all to defend ourselves.

[ He gestures at the golden image before him. ]

I got an offer for all of you. If you need help defending yourselves, I'll--I'll try and teach you.

But I might need a little help setting up a gym for it. Anyone got any ideas how we can go about that?

[ A beat. He hesitates, then says: ]

I'm Bucky, by the way. Nice to meet you all, even if it's not under the greatest of circumstances.

Comments

[instrumented]

[There's a brief pause. He isn't a bragging sort, or one to show off and draw attention. Even in knowing how high his skill level really is at, ego is the very last thing he even remotely cares about.]

Marksmanship [at a prodigious level, though he doesn't need to go that far], be it with a gun or otherwise. As a whole I've been trained in weapon use, along with hand to hand.

[Amongst other things, such as inhuman strength, speed, reflexes, and senses, but he'll leave it at that for now.]

I'd be fine working with any level.

[soldieronwards]

[ He takes in that pause, but doesn't question it for now. If this guy wants to hold back on details for whatever reason--well, there are plenty of reasons it could be, and Bucky doesn't want to press about any of them right now. ]

Or otherwise? I don't think we can rely on guns here.

I've got about the same sort of training, myself.