[ bucky points in the direction of the truck he'd seen earlier. the back of it is just about visible past a stack of pallets, so it's not too far off. they could fit most of the kids in the back if they both ride up front, but that would mean leaving the kids unsupervised. ]
I can sit in the bed with most of them, but some of the kids will have to double up in the passenger seat and back seats. Or I can convoy with the bike, if you'll let me drive it.
[ fucking jersey. what's even worth going to in jersey outside of these kids' parents??? ]
It's got a tracker, right? Neighborhood like this, the bike's not gonna be left alone for very long.
[ he's already herding the kids up into the back of the truck as he speaks with steve, very careful in lifting each child up and making sure they're securely seated before he climbs up himself. ]
You're plenty hopeful for a neighborhood like this.
[ look, he's not knocking on it; they used to work and live in places not much different from this one way back in the day, and there were plenty good folks back then. he wouldn't trust many of them with the virtue of steve's bike, though, even now. ]
And putting a lotta faith in my talking skills, too. What'd you do without me, Stevie?
[ he can talk to kids; they're not complicated as long as you're honest with them. adults, though - he's a little done with adults in general, especially with law enforcement. which is a little rich, considering both he and steve are ranked officers in the fucking army, but hey. that's what trauma does to a person: wrings them dry of the things they used to be, empties them out into the dirt and packs them full with something else, something ugly that has no room on the family mantle. ]
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Okay, well, I do. It's a bit outdated but nobody pulls me over.
[ That's 'cause he goes the speed limit. ]
Where's the truck?
[ And are they gonna have to file the kids in the back? Could they get a minivan? Steve just feels a little weird about that. ]
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I can sit in the bed with most of them, but some of the kids will have to double up in the passenger seat and back seats. Or I can convoy with the bike, if you'll let me drive it.
They tell you where we're dropping them off yet?
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[ Of course it's Jersey. ]
I'll plug the address in. Why don't you stay with them in the back?
[ He trusts Bucky will keep them safe. ]
I can come back for the bike later.
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It's got a tracker, right? Neighborhood like this, the bike's not gonna be left alone for very long.
[ he's already herding the kids up into the back of the truck as he speaks with steve, very careful in lifting each child up and making sure they're securely seated before he climbs up himself. ]
Drive your age, okay? Precious cargo back here.
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[ He starts loading some of the kids into the truck. ]
I don't wanna get pulled over, either. 'Cause you'll have to do all the talking.
[ He's not even sure why there were kids here in the first place. ]
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[ look, he's not knocking on it; they used to work and live in places not much different from this one way back in the day, and there were plenty good folks back then. he wouldn't trust many of them with the virtue of steve's bike, though, even now. ]
And putting a lotta faith in my talking skills, too. What'd you do without me, Stevie?
[ he can talk to kids; they're not complicated as long as you're honest with them. adults, though - he's a little done with adults in general, especially with law enforcement. which is a little rich, considering both he and steve are ranked officers in the fucking army, but hey. that's what trauma does to a person: wrings them dry of the things they used to be, empties them out into the dirt and packs them full with something else, something ugly that has no room on the family mantle. ]
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[ On the bright side, it's not that far to drive to where the kids need to be, so he lets everyone pack in the back. ]
You ready? I'll try to drive slow.
[ No speedbumps along the way probably means happier passengers. ]