[Rumlow's tail slithered closer to Bucky, not really sure what it was doing, but he usually just let it do its own thing. He organized the newest barrage of questions, sorting them into a more fluid way to answer. His leg shifted closer to Bucky and the gentle stroke of his foot.]
Sort of. I'd already started to discipline myself when I left school, and my parents. HYDRA just refined it, gave me a direction.
[They'd perfected what he had been growing into. Stripped him of his childish limitations and gave him the know-how to accomplish just about any task they set before him. How he had blossomed under their tutelage and quickly climbed the ranks.]
What would you regret?
[There was a great many things Rumlow imagined Bucky could regret. Especially since he was still under the impression that he had joined HYDRA on his own. That definitely could qualify as one, even if it meant they would have never met, were the circumstances true.]
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Date: 2017-01-10 12:23 am (UTC)Sort of. I'd already started to discipline myself when I left school, and my parents. HYDRA just refined it, gave me a direction.
[They'd perfected what he had been growing into. Stripped him of his childish limitations and gave him the know-how to accomplish just about any task they set before him. How he had blossomed under their tutelage and quickly climbed the ranks.]
What would you regret?
[There was a great many things Rumlow imagined Bucky could regret. Especially since he was still under the impression that he had joined HYDRA on his own. That definitely could qualify as one, even if it meant they would have never met, were the circumstances true.]