( He is absolutely not there for the acting. Barnes doesn't have nearly enough talent for the engineering corps; screwing around with boats in the 1930s does not an engineer make. Security doesn't seem to be hiring at the moment. The closest second is defense fortification, so that's what he's doing — hauling around sheets of material way too heavy for your standard fare human, pounding nails, generally going at manual labor nonstop like a beast of burden from sunup to sundown.

Occasionally, a curious local kid will come up within range to stare at his arm. Particularly brave ones will ask questions. Bucky answers them solemnly, like he's talking to an adult — but there's some dry humor in there that's easy enough to spot.

What happened to your arm?
Ever heard of a dinosaur? Yep, well. Turns out they get really hungry.

You're really strong.
I ate a lot of vegetables. No, seriously. That's what does it. I'm not kidding.

It's likely after a few days he'll have a little gaggle of kids forming a small fanclub. )

( Other places he can be found:
→ tugging his shirt over his head in the shower/living quarters, looking down in confusion at a lilac painted on his skin
→ making a run for some starspire root; he likely won't need to chew the root himself but feel free to flirt with him if yours does
→ scouting the layout of the Adamant
→ other: wildcard me )