Stand By Your Man...or Your Best Friend When He Starts a Fight

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Characters: Toro Raymond, Bucky Barnes (beganwithamask), AND YOU
Date: 5/11 afternoon
Location: Marketplace
Situation: Toro gets scammed, Bucky doesn't like it, and somehow a fight breaks out. Someone might want to step in--to stop it or help it along.
Warnings/Rating: Language, violence, maybe a little bit of blood

[He had only intended on picking up some food. Ever since the last landfall, Toro has been cautious about how he spends money, mainly by leaving it up to Bucky. He's always been terrible at knowing what things are worth and how much he should be paying for them, so it just seemed easier that way.

Still...he sure was getting tired of fish. It was the cheaper "meat" so that's what they got, but for once he'd like to have some beef or even a some chicken. So he'd taken some of his earnings from the past couple of weeks and headed to the marketplace with Bucky. Not that he told him he was going to buy a chicken and maybe pick up some sweets while he was at it. He wanted it to be a surprise. It wasn't like anything could go wrong...right?

He should have known better than to think something like that.

After the fight, he's keeping his eyes out, but hopefully they're far enough away now that they won't be into trouble. He wonders just how many people saw that and if the police will be after them for it.]

{OOC: Feel free to run into them before the fight, shopping in the marketplace, or after when they're trying to make a quick getaway. Threads will include both Toro and Bucky unless you state you want one or the other!}

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[beganwithamask]

[He's too embroiled in it already. No matter how much the Army might have cleaned him up, this is how he's been since he was just a child - all raw talent and anger and an unmasked, unbridled glee at getting to just let loose and punch someone. His father would be ashamed of him, no doubt. He rolls with a punch, though he'll probably have a nice black eye later, and finally notices the kedan with the stick approach. Bucky just backs up a little toward Toro, in case they start to be surrounded.] Thieves? Us? Ain't the ones charging that much for a damn chicken, are we? I told you they started it, pal.

[flamingshortshorts]

Highway robbery is being nice about it. [Toro tries not to start at the strange and yet oh so familiar feeling of Bucky at his back. Fred Davis was a good Bucky--a good partner to Captain America--but it would never be the same way it was with the real thing. Their friendship couldn't even compare. Young Allies, Kid Commandoes, Junior Invaders--partners.

More kedan are noticing and moving towards them and Toro doesn't even mind so much because he's about to really see Bucky in action. He punches the kedan with the stick just as he raises it to swing at him again.]

You always did know how to draw eyes, Mister B!

[beganwithamask]

[He and Toro have had their spats, but they've always had each other's backs, too. Bucky doesn't trust a whole lot of things, especially not here, but he will always trust that Toro will have his back no matter what they get themselves into. He's slid easily into a ready stance, fists balled, not too tightly, at his sides and muscles tensed and ready to spring. It seems like just a few months ago they were fighting together, for Bucky, but it's still a nice, familiar feeling.

As another one closes in, Bucky catches him with a right hook and sends him sprawling to the ground, grinning.] Nah, Mister T, you're the dazzling one here, shame no one sees that. ['Give them a razzle dazzle if things get too hot to handle, but not yet.' They always understood each other in a way no one else really could.]

[flamingshortshorts]

[Toro's never been as skilled at hand-to-hand as Bucky--probably never will be--but he knows how to throw a punch and how to dodge. He also knows how to add a little extra heat into his throws so that maybe it stings just that much more. And he gets what Bucky is saying pretty easily. He'll probably never tell him that he taught the other Bucky a lot of the coded language they used when on mission, but at least here he knows it's just between the two of them.]

If I'm dazzling then you must be shining like that silver dollar in your pocket you've been hoarding. ['I know you have a knife in your boot Bucky. Do you need to use it?']

[beganwithamask]

[He'd be a little surprised at that; not a lot of people really ever understood their code, which was essentially made up on the fly out of a lot of teamwork and mutual understanding. They probably seemed crazy to that new Bucky.

Bucky flattens another kedan that rushes him with a few well placed moves, a fist here and there, a sweep of his foot, an elbow in the face. Nonlethal but painful.] They show me theirs, I'll show 'em mine. ["We don't want to kill anyone, no knives unless it's necessary for self-defense." Which, for Bucky, isn't likely - the kedan might be a bit stronger than average, but they're not well trained.]

[flamingshortshorts]

[Toro laughs a bit, hearing Bucky loud and clear.] You just don't like showing off unless the audience is full of pretty dames. Want me to go find a couple for you? ["Then maybe we should get out of here soon before more show up." The kedan numbers are growing and Toro would really rather get out of there before the police showed up.]

[beganwithamask]

[He doesn't want to. He's having one hell of a time swinging at a bunch of snot-nosed kedan and finally getting to release some of this horrible nervous energy that's been building up since they arrived, and so he hesitates to answer - at least until he spots law enforcement uniforms to their south. Bucky curses aloud as another one gets him in the gut, and retaliates by slamming his fist into the offender's face.] Ah hell, party's over! Let's crack this nut and exfil north. [Meaning bust a way out through the crowd in the opposite direction of the police. He knows the city pretty well, knows how to keep from being seen; hopefully that'll help them here.]