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<tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>:'''{{#var:99|Mercy Thompson (99)}} has posed:'''<br>Even though Mercy is across the room from Barnes, Fred and Sam, the coyote's senses keep her appraised of what's going on.<br><br>Ears<del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">, </del>hear, eyes see, nose smells and her magical sensing abilities flare. It's like a ruffle of fur, but against the grain and it causes Mercy to ease out from the cabinet she was raiding. In her hands she carries her big white box with the stark red cross upon it. It's up to EMT standards, though perhaps not SHIELD. Barnes' question about how much time has passed earns a clipped answer from the coyote, "We're nearing into the two day mark."<br><br>And that's all she can say as Sam suddenly reacts to whatever he sees. When it seems to go wrong Mercy can't help but frown. She's seen the young Winchester have a vision or two before, but this one doesn't strike her as being baseline. When Fred drops down near Sam it seems to confirm Mercy's fear that something has gone wrong. From that, Mercy steps over, her anger at the Soldier forgotten for the moment.<br><br>The EMT box will be dropped near Sam and Fred and while the other woman has so ordered Barnes to get help, Mercy issues a counter-order. "/No/. I'll get some towels, water, give me ten -" And with a look at Barnes, Sam and Fred, Mercy hot-foots it towards the third door in the back. Where her living quarters can be found.<br> <br></div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>:'''{{#var:99|Mercy Thompson (99)}} has posed:'''<br>Even though Mercy is across the room from Barnes, Fred and Sam, the coyote's senses keep her appraised of what's going on.<br><br>Ears hear, eyes see, nose smells and her magical sensing abilities flare. It's like a ruffle of fur, but against the grain and it causes Mercy to ease out from the cabinet she was raiding. In her hands she carries her big white box with the stark red cross upon it. It's up to EMT standards, though perhaps not SHIELD. Barnes' question about how much time has passed earns a clipped answer from the coyote, "We're nearing into the two day mark."<br><br>And that's all she can say as Sam suddenly reacts to whatever he sees. When it seems to go wrong Mercy can't help but frown. She's seen the young Winchester have a vision or two before, but this one doesn't strike her as being baseline. When Fred drops down near Sam it seems to confirm Mercy's fear that something has gone wrong. From that, Mercy steps over, her anger at the Soldier forgotten for the moment.<br><br>The EMT box will be dropped near Sam and Fred and while the other woman has so ordered Barnes to get help, Mercy issues a counter-order. "/No/. I'll get some towels, water, give me ten -" And with a look at Barnes, Sam and Fred, Mercy hot-foots it towards the third door in the back. Where her living quarters can be found.<br> <br></div></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>:'''{{#var:229|Winter Soldier (229)}} has posed:'''<br>Bucky seems as alarmed as anyone at the reaction Sam has to touching that sketch. He startles back a step in an obvious fight-or-flight reflex, almost ready to choose fight up until he perceives that Sam is just in pain. A whole lot of pain, judging from the way he crashes to the floor with blood pouring from his face.<br><br>Either the erstwhile Winter Soldier is a very good actor, or he's just as poleaxed as everyone else, because he just stares in uncertain confusion as Fred flies to Sam's side -- and then levels a furious stare up at him. A stare, and an order.<br><br>He hesitates, but complies after a moment, with a worried glance at Sam, who is perhaps the one actively friendly person to him present. He turns towards where Mercy's rifling in the cabinets and takes a few steps before she comes storming back and counter-orders him to stay right the fuck where he is.<br><br>He halts. His eyes stray to the EMT box when Mercy leaves it on the floor beside Sam, and then tentatively he approaches Sam himself. He obviously doesn't want his head bitten off by Fred, but he does have field medic experience. "He needs to be kept on his side," he ventures. He's probably the only one present able to hold Sam still, so he makes to kneel to do so, though if Fred chomps at him he'll back up pretty quick.<br> <br></div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>:'''{{#var:229|Winter Soldier (229)}} has posed:'''<br>Bucky seems as alarmed as anyone at the reaction Sam has to touching that sketch. He startles back a step in an obvious fight-or-flight reflex, almost ready to choose fight up until he perceives that Sam is just in pain. A whole lot of pain, judging from the way he crashes to the floor with blood pouring from his face.<br><br>Either the erstwhile Winter Soldier is a very good actor, or he's just as poleaxed as everyone else, because he just stares in uncertain confusion as Fred flies to Sam's side -- and then levels a furious stare up at him. A stare, and an order.<br><br>He hesitates, but complies after a moment, with a worried glance at Sam, who is perhaps the one actively friendly person to him present. He turns towards where Mercy's rifling in the cabinets and takes a few steps before she comes storming back and counter-orders him to stay right the fuck where he is.<br><br>He halts. His eyes stray to the EMT box when Mercy leaves it on the floor beside Sam, and then tentatively he approaches Sam himself. He obviously doesn't want his head bitten off by Fred, but he does have field medic experience. "He needs to be kept on his side," he ventures. He's probably the only one present able to hold Sam still, so he makes to kneel to do so, though if Fred chomps at him he'll back up pretty quick.<br> <br></div></td></tr>
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