Dani had finally convinced herself to go to the park like Oliver had asked. She went early, well before the game was supposed to start, hoping it would be quieter and less crowded. Really, her plan was to stay just long enough that she could see Oliver. The library was waiting for her, after all; Ian might be waiting for her.
She was standing a little way away from anyone else, unsure of what to do until Oliver arrived, when she heard her name. Well, one of her names. Dani turned in the direction of the voice, knowing it wasn't Oliver's, eyes widening in surprise.
"Bucky?" It wasn't really a question, though; he couldn't be anyone else. The sense of recognition was stronger, surer than it had been with Pietro, which was confusing in its own right. She barely knew Bucky beyond fighting together, a few shared words, and things the others had told her. Was it just because she remembered being Wanda longer now than in that first shock of memory when she'd met Oliver, or did it mean something about her, or about Bucky, or about why they were here?
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Date: 2019-04-13 07:28 am (UTC)She was standing a little way away from anyone else, unsure of what to do until Oliver arrived, when she heard her name. Well, one of her names. Dani turned in the direction of the voice, knowing it wasn't Oliver's, eyes widening in surprise.
"Bucky?" It wasn't really a question, though; he couldn't be anyone else. The sense of recognition was stronger, surer than it had been with Pietro, which was confusing in its own right. She barely knew Bucky beyond fighting together, a few shared words, and things the others had told her. Was it just because she remembered being Wanda longer now than in that first shock of memory when she'd met Oliver, or did it mean something about her, or about Bucky, or about why they were here?