sixthiterationlogs | so goodbye yellow brick road

WHO: Steve Rogers
WHERE: Village environs
WHEN: Mid to Late October
OPEN TO: Tony Stark + Open
WARNINGS: TBD

Domestic Agendas

[ It's been a long time since Steve lived with just one person. Five years, seventy years, a few months and some change. He tries to make himself invisible as much as possible. Lets Bucky know that he's welcome to bring over Liv and Steve will find somewhere else to be if they need alone time. He reads the books he got from Father Mulcahy and gets accustomed, for the very first time, to sharing space with a cat for more than a couple of days. Steve had wanted a pet as a child, but money and multiple health concerns had nixed that plan before it ever came to fruition. The best he could do back then was sneak scraps to the alley cats that roamed the tenement buildings and belonged to nobody.

He's getting a little better at fishing now, too. Several times a week, he makes the trip down to the river and splits his haul between himself and Bucky and the Inn. His newest project is learning how to gut and cook the things, and anyone who stops by to visit is more than likely going to find themselves at the kitchen table, talked into eating Steve's latest cooking experiment. (At least he's getting fairly decent with stews. Hanging around the Inn pays off sometimes.) ]

Great Minds*

[ Steve has been trying to avoid Tony since the incidence with the breathing problems. He's glad the guy is doing okay, but has decided that trying to mend fences any further would be like slamming his head repeatedly against a brick wall. In other words, a futile exercise that may yield results in the far future but only give himself a headache in the here and now. But he does make a point of widening his jogging ritual so that he heads by the forge twice a day - once in the early morning, and once after dinner. Just in case.

And, if Tony is paying any attention when Steve happens by, he may notice a quiet, continuous stream of useless useless you're nothing emanating from the super soldier's subconscious. ]

Tricky Treats

[ On the 24th of October, at exactly high noon, Steve is frequenting the Inn to catch up on gossip and eat a meal prepared by someone with more culinary skills than he currently has. At first, everything seems normal, but his nose starts to twitch. About a minute after that starts, and he clearly isn't able to help it, a fuzzy little rabbit tail appears in the immediate vicinity of his rear end. How embarrassing.

But not the most embarrassing. Not by a long shot. Because there are also two rabbit ears sprouting from where human ears should be. And, in the midst of the usual 'What the hell' reactions, Steve is probably going to try and slip out the back door and head for his own house. Feel free to stop him on the way and strike up a conversation. He'll be bunny-ed for a whole hour. ]

((* - if you want in on mindreading shenanigans, hmu at

anthologies and we'll discuss options.))

Threaded | Flat

Bruce is not difficult to persuade to eat cooking experiments. Mostly because it's Steve asking and he probably would pretend to like something rancid for a friend, but also he takes good food when he can get it. There were a lot of times in the past decade he had to scrape for food, and it's not something you can forget. It's nice to see Steve enjoying a new project and learning how to do something. Bruce loves learning new things.

"This is great. You're really getting good at this." Yes, Bruce is complimentary either way, but the way he's eating indicates he means it. He's a little worn out, having skipped sleep recently in favor of writing notes and letting his mind wander to a variety of topics that would keep a man up at night. He tries not to make a fuss so Tony can sleep easy. "I kind of wanted to talk to you about something." He isn't sure how else to build up to it, honestly. Bruce is best at straight honesty.

Bull is eating lunch in the inn when he looks over and sees what looks like giant Bunny ears. He can't help but think that it is actually really cute. If rather ridiculous. Once he sees that the guy is trying to slip away Bull gets up and follows him until they are somewhere quieter.

"Hey, you alright?" He speaks softly to make sure the other doesn't get too scared, who knows what other bunny characteristics he might have taken on? They can die from shock, right?

[ It should be some kind of irksome, Rogers taking a wide loop past the Forge but- eventually, like most things, it fades into the background noise of his life. Work is work, he's got projects and Bruce and this weird glitch of hearing voices in his head thanks to an app he still doesn't quite understand, but it's made working with Bruce go twice as fast.

He doesn't think much of Rogers taking the same loop as per usual up until he hears Steve's Voice slipping in with a mantra that's familiar but decidedly out of place- recalling his conversation with Peggy, he snaps a head up, scowling, an focuses. ]

What the FUCK Rogers?

[Ty's house isn't that far from the Inn but it's enough for Ashley that she feels more secure than being in the Inn. It's a start, and it let's her start thinking about planning for the winter. Which includes learning some of the skills she hasn't had before.

Such as knowing her way around a knife, but not in a delicate way to try and butcher a fish. So when she sees Steve heading towards his place from fishing, she heads down from where she's been sitting around front to, well, follow him.]

So, what can I offer to help out around your place to ask for a lesson in not turning the fish I catch into chopped tuna?

[The place works on barter, and she's willing to trade.]

[Wanda has been having a hard time since Clint and Natasha disappeared from the city. Natasha had quickly returned but the backlash has been making her head spin uncomfortably.

All of that is made better when she spots Steve at the inn. Wanda's lips curl inward and she tries her hardest not to smile... which absolutely doesn't work.] Cute. [She reaches up and runs her fingers along the shell of his rabbit ear just to see if he can feel it.]

Should I call you Cotton Tail now?

Domestic Agendas

Tricky Treats

Great Minds

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