[ Steve gives him the sort of look that says 'I'll take your word for it'. He's interested in how a lot of this magic stuff works, but this one doesn't sound like the sort that can be demonstrated in an enclosed space. ]
Sounds like it would've been good to have against that thing we fought planetside.
[ The 'thing' he means is the Elder God.
He jerks his head toward the door, indicating that they should head to the teleporter and the VR grid. ]
[ Through the hall and down into the teleporter, he gets to Zack's question on the other side. Takes a second to come up with an answer. ]
He's okay. [ That doesn't sound too convincing, but Steve's really not sure what's going through Bucky's head right now, with Dagger gone. It's not something he can talk about either, not with who could be watching or listening on the other end of surveillance. Easier to shift back to baseball - ] I probably should have him come do this sometime, see if he can still throw. [ He speaks fondly about that, expression warming past the hesitance of just a moment ago. ]
[ It doesn't sound that convincing, but he does remember that Bucky is on Red. With Dagger done, there has been a bit of upheaval so it's to be expected, really.
Zack smiles anyway. ]
It might be good for him.
You can get rusty, but I don't think anyone really forgets how to pitch.
[ A little bit more down the hallway, and the training rooms should be just ahead - ]
The room is empty, he quickly starts inputting the details for the game. Not Ebett's Field or anything so fancy. The scene that appears around them is something almost rural, though there are tall buildings in the near distance, the field itself looks like it's been home-made by kids in an abandoned lot that'd been used as farmland at some point. ]
[ Is that a challenge, bro. Because he is very willing to take those on.
Looking around the room, Zack paces a little as the scene takes shape. The backdrop could very nearly pass as Gongaga if not for the tall buildings in the distance, and there's something so nostalgic about playing games in a training room like this that he can't help but smile. ]
[ To answer that he digs around some of the overgrown grass, the sort that makes him want to sneeze just looking at it. From there he produces not only a ball, but two well-oiled baseball mitts, darkened brown. He tosses one to Zack before slipping one on his own hand, pressing the baseball into the palm. ]
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Sounds like it would've been good to have against that thing we fought planetside.
[ The 'thing' he means is the Elder God.
He jerks his head toward the door, indicating that they should head to the teleporter and the VR grid. ]
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I had one, but it wasn't as powerful as this one.
[ Dragon versus old man. Clearly the dragon is superior.
But that's a chat for another time since it is time to play ball! Zack follows Steve out into the hallway.
After a moment, he asks- ]
How's your friend doing?
[ Bucky, he means. ]
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He's okay. [ That doesn't sound too convincing, but Steve's really not sure what's going through Bucky's head right now, with Dagger gone. It's not something he can talk about either, not with who could be watching or listening on the other end of surveillance. Easier to shift back to baseball - ] I probably should have him come do this sometime, see if he can still throw. [ He speaks fondly about that, expression warming past the hesitance of just a moment ago. ]
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Zack smiles anyway. ]
It might be good for him.
You can get rusty, but I don't think anyone really forgets how to pitch.
[ A little bit more down the hallway, and the training rooms should be just ahead - ]
So- how far can you throw?
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[ Zack's got it right about Bucky though.
The room is empty, he quickly starts inputting the details for the game. Not Ebett's Field or anything so fancy. The scene that appears around them is something almost rural, though there are tall buildings in the near distance, the field itself looks like it's been home-made by kids in an abandoned lot that'd been used as farmland at some point. ]
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Looking around the room, Zack paces a little as the scene takes shape. The backdrop could very nearly pass as Gongaga if not for the tall buildings in the distance, and there's something so nostalgic about playing games in a training room like this that he can't help but smile. ]
You brought your ball with you?
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Might want step back a few feet.