[ It makes Sam wonder, sometimes. How he's supposed to operate around here, when the one brain cell he used to share with Steve and the one brain cell he shares with Bucky these days is now split between the three of them.
Case in point, does Steve not know better than to pose a challenge to Sam?
Sam, whose definition of subtlety is backflipping out of an airplane and who maintains, to this day, that freefalling over the Stuttgart airport just to launch Redwing right into Stark's face like snipping someone with a rubberband is the greatest accomplishment of his life?
Oh he's on. ]
What do you make of her?
[ Sam can't catch the shield like that, and he's foolish enough to rise to a playful challenge, but not idiot enough to risk that kinda pain. He bounces on the balls of his feet instead, once, twice, and then launches himself into a backflip angled along the shield's path, catching it by the edge with both hands and moving into the momentum instead of attempting to step it dead. He lands back on his feet, solid, and the way a smile flashes across his face is less an expression directed at Steve, and more his own delight, shared openly. ]
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Case in point, does Steve not know better than to pose a challenge to Sam?
Sam, whose definition of subtlety is backflipping out of an airplane and who maintains, to this day, that freefalling over the Stuttgart airport just to launch Redwing right into Stark's face like snipping someone with a rubberband is the greatest accomplishment of his life?
Oh he's on. ]
What do you make of her?
[ Sam can't catch the shield like that, and he's foolish enough to rise to a playful challenge, but not idiot enough to risk that kinda pain. He bounces on the balls of his feet instead, once, twice, and then launches himself into a backflip angled along the shield's path, catching it by the edge with both hands and moving into the momentum instead of attempting to step it dead. He lands back on his feet, solid, and the way a smile flashes across his face is less an expression directed at Steve, and more his own delight, shared openly. ]
We're straining their supplies.
[ And he throws it back same as he did before. ]