[ It almost seemed as though he hadn't heard the other- but no, he was purposefully ignoring the question. His jaw clenched and unclenched, chewing on the inside of his cheek as he continued to stare at the wall before him. Listening to the noises coming just beyond.
Curling his lip, he finally turned his attention to Bucky, snarling back with a thick, Russian accent, ]
What's it to you, GI Joe? [ Bucky doesn't need to be wearing a uniform for Yuri to know. He just gives off that air of a military man. Either that, or it's the fact he's built like a tank. Broad shouldered and with a walk that speaks to belonging on a battlefield.
Next to him, Yuri hasn't ever really felt more out of place in his leopard print studded leather jacket, his black jeans and dark red leopard print sneakers. ]
What's with the hand? [ He gestures using the end of his spear, knocking towards it, before planting the end back in the dirt again, scowling from underneath his hood. ]
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Curling his lip, he finally turned his attention to Bucky, snarling back with a thick, Russian accent, ]
What's it to you, GI Joe? [ Bucky doesn't need to be wearing a uniform for Yuri to know. He just gives off that air of a military man. Either that, or it's the fact he's built like a tank. Broad shouldered and with a walk that speaks to belonging on a battlefield.
Next to him, Yuri hasn't ever really felt more out of place in his leopard print studded leather jacket, his black jeans and dark red leopard print sneakers. ]
What's with the hand? [ He gestures using the end of his spear, knocking towards it, before planting the end back in the dirt again, scowling from underneath his hood. ]