( you know who can't climb a mountain? bucky. but, when faced with the challenge, he can't really turn a blind eye to it. he wants to test himself and, after all that shit they just got through, he has a lot of restless energy to burn through.

so, he's going to try. it's easy enough to get the gear all on and then he's reaching for the outcroppings of rock. bucky manages to get up...a few feet before he does something wrong. his foot slips or his hand slips and he can't get a good grip with his metal arm and he ends up tumbling down and onto his back.

he makes a small crater with his arm but otherwise the ground remains unscatched and bucky just lays there, groaning. )

Ow.

( that hurt. )

( suffice to say, mountain climbing hadn't been a real success. but, this is something he's better at and this is a place where he feels he could be helpful.

there's a lot of people here to both train and to be trained. bucky had offered a lesson himself when he was in one of his better moods and he can't really back out, can he?

nope. so, he's offered to do some basic hand to hand combat. he's already got a good crowd though he thinks most people might be caught by his metal arm.

whatever works. he decides to give anyone else that wants to join a few more minutes before he starts. )

( this really is more sam's deal than anything but maybe bucky misses him a bit. and maybe he wants to just kind of sit and think.

though, maybe that wasn't the greatest idea since being inside his mess of a mind isn't smart.

still, he knows enough about fishing to be able to bait and then cast his line. and then it's all a waiting game.

he even whistles a bit. )

This is fun for people? Really? I'm gonna get so bored.

( he says that to no one in particular. )

This feels familiar.

( yep, very familiar. he and sam had done a few of these escort missions, getting high valuable assets, from one place to another. this is a little different in that it's more protection than anything but it let's him feel helpful and let's him be in motion.

it keeps his mind busy.

the wagon he's walking with is slow and unwieldy with some talkative traders that he mostly ignores. he's not a great conversationalist.

but it's mostly so he can focus on the bandits that he's been told will most likely attack. he can't be making small talk about the weather when he's waiting for armed men to come out of nowhere to try and take them all down. )

( find my plotting comment here if you wanna do something. and feel free to toss something at me that isn't listed here if you wanna do something else. )