[He concentrated and was able to flex the muscles along his shoulders, and he knew that there was something different about those spots on his back. The musculature felt different, so perhaps this was the formation of wings, though it was slower than anything he had seen anyone else receive.
Was it a sign of corruption? Why did that idea make him uneasy? Would he someday lose any chance at Heaven? Steve had mentioned it was boring for one was used to activity. He did not like to be idle, but the idea that he was losing the opportunity to a fair trial unsettled him.]
If they never form, do you think I will receive a fair trial? I could keep myself to protective duties only... [Rumlow would understand, right? He teetered between Heaven and Hell, but surely his commander would want him to go where a fair trial sent him?]
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Was it a sign of corruption? Why did that idea make him uneasy? Would he someday lose any chance at Heaven? Steve had mentioned it was boring for one was used to activity. He did not like to be idle, but the idea that he was losing the opportunity to a fair trial unsettled him.]
If they never form, do you think I will receive a fair trial? I could keep myself to protective duties only... [Rumlow would understand, right? He teetered between Heaven and Hell, but surely his commander would want him to go where a fair trial sent him?]