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"Stanford Pines. Leave a message."

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[punched_hitler]

[Steve takes a breath, but doesn't hesitate more than that:] A knife. Or - maybe a couple of knives. Combat knives.

They're not for me, but you should know that I wouldn't ask for them for anyone I thought was going to do something bad with them.

[It's... maybe obvious who they're for, but maybe not. Either way, he wants to be as upfront about it as he can.]

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[mothmansplaining]

[Ford thinks about that for a moment.

He is literally only hesitating because this seems like such a big deal to Steve.

Even if they're for an inmate, Ford thinks arming inmates isn't wrong, especially when there's people like murder goddesses running around. People who aren't murder goddesses should be able to protect themselves!

He also gave a twelve-year-old a crossbow once. Ford's a little more thoughtful now, but he's also come to accept that what other people choose to do is not his fault.]

Of course. I trust you, Steve. If you say this person needs some knives, then they need some knives! ...I'm not sure I have combat knives, though. I've got pocket knives, kitchen knives, taxidermy knives, and two-dimensional knives that can cut through anything, but none of them are exactly made to fight with.

....but I can get them. Here -- you can borrow this until I get back.

[Ford crouches down and pulls a knife handle out of his boot. It looks like just a knife handle, but it's got a button on the grip. When pushed, the button will generate a very, very, very thin blade, surrounded by an energy field with a yellow glow.]

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[punched_hitler]

[Steve maybe almost looks like he's both relieved, and a little afraid to actually feel relieved, just because things tend to go so abysmally wrong.

But no, Ford seems like he's genuinely okay with doing Steve this favor, and eventually the line of his shoulders starts to relax, even as his expression goes both curious and impressed when Ford offers him what has got to be the fanciest knife he's ever seen.]

Oh - wow, that's... really generous, Ford. Thank you.

[It might take some work to get Bucky to agree to part with that one in lieu of "regular" combat knives later on, but that's a problem for future Steve.]

I mean - I hope he won't ever have to fight with them. But I think combat knives are gonna be the most familiar. [The most comforting, really, which is what he's going for.]

This is a big favor, I know. If you need anything, I owe you.. I owe you more than one, really.

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[mothmansplaining]

[No kill like overkill! However, the blade only stays active while the button is depressed. Ford's taken some safety precautions here. It's impossible to drop by accident and cut through the ship's floor! Or slice off a few toes.

Ford's a little thrilled that Steve thinks his knife's design is impressive. He doesn't publicize that he has this -- it's pretty dangerous, especially in the hands of someone with enough know-how to disable the safety mechanisms that keep it from splitting atoms and molecular bonds. So, it's nice to have his work appreciated.

Always nice to be called generous, instead of heartless.]

Ah, don't mention it. I'm happy to help!

...

Is this for Bucky?

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[punched_hitler]

[It is impressive. And generous. Especially because there aren't a whole lot of people that Steve thinks he could ask for weapons. Or - that he should.

Of course, he's also not surprised when Ford catches on, because,] Yeah. He just - I think it would make him feel safer. I don't believe he'd use anything unless he was attacked and frankly, if that happens, then I can't blame him.

But I'll take full responsibility if anything does happen.

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[mothmansplaining]

[Ford's eyebrows draw up in concern. Oh no, Steve. Oh that sense of responsibility is familiar, and the it's my fault if something happens that I could have prevented has led Ford into some of his most destructive decisions.]

You don't have to do that, Steve. If he ends up in a situation where he feels he has to use it, it's not your fault. You won't have chosen to start that fight, or made the choice to use the knife.

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[punched_hitler]

No, I won't, [he agrees.

So maybe he can't take responsibility for that.] But if he uses it out of something other than self-defense... that's different.

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[mothmansplaining]

Steve, even if Bucky decides to use the Particle Splitter to stab his way through half the population, that's still something he did, not you. You're not responsible for his decisions.

[Ford's not aware of the brainwashing, or how possible it is for Bucky to stab his way through half the population without meaning to. He's thinking more in terms of what he learned, which was, Ford Pines did not cause Weirdmageddon, Bill did.]

And, if he's really trying to figure himself out -- shouldn't he be allowed to make those choices as much as possible? Without someone else taking them on?

Besides, I hate the Barge as much as you do, but it's probably the safest possible place for him to make mistakes. It's designed to be.

[So, in Ford's opinion, trusting the Winter Soldier with a deadly weapon is the best thing Steve can do for him right now.]

[mothmansplaining]

[Ford pulls the jetpack on fully, strapping himself in.]

Let's get a look at the landscape.

[He goes to press the ignition button -- then thinks better of it and adjusts the amount of propulsion to account for lower gravity. Then he'll press the ignition button.]

[tetractys]

[They bounce around doing Moon Activities. They both get very dusty. Bill pulls Ford over to a good spot to watch Earth from and breaks out drinks.]

[mothmansplaining]

[Yay, moon activities! Ford will be very excited about any life that is spotted, and any landmarks he recognizes that look different in person!!

Ford is happily pulled over and settles down on a piece of moon rock. He is very very dusty. He attempts to brush his coat off. Some dust comes off. More dust sticks to his hands. You cannot tell there is a lighter-gray streak in his hair anymore. It is all the color of moon dust.]

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[punched_hitler]

[Well, all those things are technically true - and, as (hopefully) the only person on board who currently knows Bucky's trigger words, Steve definitely plans to do his level best to make sure everything Bucky does, good or bad, is his choice.

Even so,] I understand all that. I'm just saying, it's - It's like taking responsibility for someone under your command. Does that make sense?

[He doesn't want a bad decision coming down on Bucky or Ford, when Steve's the one who put it into motion. That's all he's trying to say, whether it's really any different or not.]

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[mothmansplaining]

[As someone who's put bad things into motion before, bad things which wouldn't have happened if other people hadn't taken action to ensure they happened -- Ford disagrees.]

Not really. Unless in your world, getting someone a weapon makes you their commanding officer.

[Which could be the case. Ford doesn't know. Is Steve Bucky's commanding officer here? Does Bucky want him to be? Is everyone on the same page about this? Those are the questions sitting in Ford's mind.]

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[punched_hitler]

I mean. Technically I am his commanding officer?

[You know. In the Army. On paper.

Nobody is on the same page about this, nope.]

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[mothmansplaining]

[Steve gets a Look. Ford heard that "technically."]

Is he aware of that?

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[punched_hitler]

I - don't know.

I guess if he remembers.

He might not.

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[mothmansplaining]

[It strikes Ford a little bit as Steve making a decision for Bucky without telling him, even though it's well-intended. Steve's chosen to preemptively take responsibility for anything Bucky does, without consulting the man himself about whether that's what he expects. This is not an entirely fair reading of the situation; Ford tends to project his own experiences onto other people, and he recently has had well-intended decisions made to protect him that he wasn't consulted about and weren't what he wanted.]

I know you're trying to help him, to protect him from what people here might do in retribution by taking it on yourself, but...I think you should find out if he wants you to take full responsibility for what he does with the knives you're getting him.

[Ford is concerned for Steve, and for Bucky. He knows it's not really his place to get involved, and that he doesn't know what will or won't help, but....Steve is Ford's friend, and Ford made himself miserable for years playing the solo blame game, and wasn't even right about it.]

I'm sorry. I know it's not my place to get involved, and you know the situation much better than I do. I just -- don't want you to blame yourself for something that's not your fault.

[Which he suspects Steve Rogers does, a lot.]

[tetractys]

[Bill ruffles his hair, just to see it go everywhere.]

HEHEHEHEH.

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!!! Hey!

[Pff. Pfff. Ford tries to blow the dust away from him, but it's too late; it gets all over his shoulders, making him look like he's got a terrible case of space dandruff, and on his glasses, which makes it very hard to see.]

Darn it, Bill--

[Not actually mad! Just Ford-grouchy. He takes his glasses off and rubs them on his sweater. Puts them back on. ....not much better. Takes them off again. Gives them a more vigorous sweater-cleaning.]

No wonder only one mission made it here. This stuff's impossible to get out!

[tetractys]

HAAAHAHAHA, HA HA HA.

[u need prisms in front of your eyes just to see things and thats funny]

HERE, HERE-

[Bill reaches for his glasses - he can get this off.]

[mothmansplaining]

[Ford trusts that this won't end terribly, so he lets Bill take the glasses out of his hands.

He's still got the ultraviolet-sensing cones in his eyes from the breach two Februaries ago. Ford's got his glasses done so they block it out most of the time -- it's very distracting, even if it does warn him what not to touch on the ship -- but with them off, Bill is a very bright, colorful blur.

Huh.

Ford looks out at the Earth.

Huh.]

Whoa. It looks -- different in ultraviolet.

[tetractys]

WHAT?

[Ford almost always has his glasses on, Bill has forgotten he had that.

He pops into the mindscape, then pops back out - pristine, not a speck of dust on him or the glasses. Hands them back.]

TA DAAAA. YOU SHOULD GET THAT LENS FIXED.

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[Ford looks down at the glasses, impressed.]

...thank you.

I suppose I should. Next time we're in a port with modern eyewear, I'll replace it.

[They're not part of his character design anymore. There's not really a reason to go around with broken glasses, is there?]

[tetractys]

[Wait that's actually kind of troubling]

BUT THE SAME SHAPE, RIGHT?

[WITHHOLDING THE GLASSES FEARFULLY! Ford, don't change your face, he likes it!]

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[Ford blinks owlishly at the Bill-blur. ?? Why did Bill react like--

--oh, right. Bill's attached to Ford's clothes, kind of. He was nostalgic about the trenchcoat Ford wore during Weirdmageddon. He doesn't really like permanent changes -- even if he's alright with suits, apparently.]

Well, I...I like this shape. So, yes. Probably.