1498/You Might Want To Sit Down

You Might Want To Sit Down
Date of Scene:	16 July 2017
Location:	Xavier's School, Westchester, New York
Synopsis:	Natasha meets with Logan and Steve to let them in on the real identity of the Winter Soldier
Cast of Characters:	Black Widow (Romanoff), Wolverine, Captain America

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Black Widow (Romanoff) has posed:
    Several calls had been placed and messages left for two of her oldest friends. Natasha didn't want to meet anywhere near SHIELD or the Avengers. Too many chances of being spied upon. With some back and forth, it was agreed that grounds well away from the city would be even better. Thanks to Logan, they had their private location. In truth, he probably would want to know about this too.
    At the appointed time, the sound of a motorcycle approaching will be heard. Logan has heard the same engine recently so he may recognize who it is long before Natasha opens the door to the garage. She is dressed casually. Jeans, blue button up shirt, lightweight black leather jacket. Harley boots cover her feet. She slips in quietly, looking to see if she managed to beat Cap there or if Logan is already present.

Wolverine has posed:
    Logan is also dressed casually. His white t-shirt was stained with the grease from his motorcycle, and his blue jeans were also dirty from work being done in the garage. Logan felt that the best place to meet after his phone call from 'Tasha, was right here, in the garage. After all, it was clean. Not clean, as in no dirt or grease, the other clean.

    Logan was currently smoking one of his new, liberated cigars. Cuban. His eyes were slightly glazed over as he enjoys the aroma and taste from one of the world's finest cigars. Hearing the new arrival, Logan sighs, and unlocks the door. "If I could have a loonie fer every ^$&*#!@ clandestine meetin' I've ever been in, I'd be frickin Tony Stark."

Captain America has posed:
Steve had not been too much longer, he took a little time to enjoy his ride to Xavier's School, he loved this area, the trees, the lack of all the distraction NYC had all the time. It reminded him of his own time, back in the 40s.

  Cap had rode in his own motorcycle, dressed in a brown leather jacket, blue jeans, brown boots, and of course a helmet. The Indian rumbling beneath him, so liberating. The super soldier makes his way down the driveway, ending in front of the garage and dismounting. He engages the kickstand and hang his helmet on the handlebar. He understood the importance of discretion when it came to SHIELD. He waves to both, making his way to the garage.

Black Widow (Romanoff) has posed:
    "Wouldn't we all," Natasha murmurs. She does lean in to claim a hug from Logan before the sound of another motorcycle gets her attention. She glances over, smiling wiht Steve arrives. "Thanks for meeting like this. I know it's not really normal protocal but this isn't a normal situation." She then slips past Logan into the interior of the garage, where are least if someone is coming in they will have a door opening for a warning. Although no one is likely to walk around the corner of the building without Logan sensing them. It's just she'd like to have her own warning system. Professional paranoia.

Wolverine has posed:
    Logan hears the sounds of the motorcycles as they arrive, and then cut off, each with their own distinct sounds. Recognizing one, the other was probably the Star Spangled Boy Scout himself. Shaking his head, Logan ensures all of the security protocols are off, and the door to the garage is unlocked.

    When Natasha arrives, gives him a hug, and smiles that smile that always could get him to do just about anything, Logan mutters, "Yeah, yeah. No problem. Anythin' fer you, ya' know that Tash."

    Logan watches as Natasha blends into the background. Turning to face the new arrival, Logan nods. "Steve." Logan took a moment to remove his cigar. Placing it in the ashtray on the cabinent nearby, Logan turns, and crosses his arms across his chest. "Good to see you both." He looks into the darkness where Natasha was located, "What brings ya' ta' my neck'a tha' woods?" Logan regards both with an inquisitive glare. A trademark of the Wolverine.

    

Captain America has posed:
     Steve entered in the garage, looking around, admiring the cars that Cyclops and others had procured for themselves. He wasn't concerned with the kids here, if anything he'd just have to give an autograph and wave off the youngster, letting the adults talk. "Logan." He offers to his old friend, giving a smile. Lots of things to remember the old days by it seems. "Thanks for the space." he offers, always remembering his manners.

Black Widow (Romanoff) has posed:
    She remains over in the corner where she's lurking, feeling trepidation. This will not be a pleasant conversation. In fact, she has no doubt there is going to be a range of reactions to her news. She runs a hand through her hair, a nervous motion that is totally abnormal for the calm redhead.
    "Alright, you both know my history better than most others," she starts, opting to ease into things slowly. "You know about my training in the Red Room. You know that one of our trainers was one of the most accomplished espionage agents from Russia, the man known as the Winter Soldier." She glances from one of them to the other before she continues.
    "Recent events have brought him back into play. I have faced him a couple of times. He even sent me in invitation in the form of a dead body so he could speak to me." She moves out of the corner, tucking her hands in to the pockets of her jacket. "Seems his handlers would like me to rejoin their side. They didn't like my refusal and he tried to kill me. Tried." She gives a tight smile. "However, he was--off. He wasn't his usual self. I learned later why when I met him, in a bar, and we talked."

Wolverine has posed:
    "No worries Steve. No worries. Ma casa es su casa, and all that." Logan smiles, and nods. "Make yerself at home." Logan opens a small fridge that, up until this moment, had been hidden by Logan's body. Reaching in, Logan pulls out a six pack and holds it up. "Anyone wanna beer?" Logan looks at Steve first, then over at Tasha. "Canadian. Keith's. A' course." Logan grins.

    That was when Natasha gets to the point. Fast. Logan shrugs, and opens the brew for himself. Ssssskkksssszzztttt! The sound of the can and the expanding gas makes a sound that was unmistakeable. If anyone else wants one, he quickly tosses it to them. Otherwise, Logan keept them for himself.

    Logan listens to Tasha's words, and he remains silent, the only revelation of his emotions were his frown, and his occasional grunt as Tasha explains further. "Hmmmm." Was all he adds to the comversation.

Captain America has posed:
     Steve holds up a hand. "No thanks." He says, feeling the beer would be wasted on him. As Natasha begins talking about her training, he is a little taken aback. Glad that she had not given in to them, Steve gives a smile. "This Winter Soldier met you in a bar?" An interesting venue, for sure, but then again the Russians had eccentric methods. Joining Logan in a frown, Steve at least wanted to hear more about this Winter Soldier.

Black Widow (Romanoff) has posed:
    She opted for a beer and caught it easily, popping the top and taking a sip before continuing. "Well, I found him at a bar. There was a reported sighting. We get a lot of them at SHIELD. Most are bogus. This time, it wasn't. He wasn't on guard. He wasn't the Winter Soldier. Instead he was a man who was very confused." She leans against a wall, holding the beer in her right hand as she continues. "Apparently, it is Hydra holding his leash. They wipe his mind. Program him. Keep him under their sway by force through some machine that involved needles in his brain. I learned that part later, when I consulted with some of his allies. Yes, he has allies who are trying to free him from Hydra's influence." A slight frought mars her expression. "Just as I was manipulated to serve Russia, he is being manipulated to serve Hydra in the guies of serving Russia. He was not a willing subject to become the Winter Soldier. He's a victim. Moreso perhaps than even I was."

Wolverine has posed:
    Logan listens intently to the briefing, his frown growing deeper and deeper. Logan takes a drink, and shakes his head. "Hydra. Bucky alive." Logan grunts and shakes his head. "Tasha. Steve. I'm here. Whataver ya' need. You don't even need ta' ask." Logan nods, and finishes his beer. Tossing the can in Hank's "recycle bin", Logan continues to frown.

Captain America has posed:
     Steve gave a wide grimace. Hydra using this man for their own misdoings. It didn't sit well with him at all, and he was showing his anger. Then they mention Bucky, he's absolutely stunned. He hadn't the slightest idea of how that could have happened, he had seen Bucky go down, and he had made his assault afterward, it's what had kept him going that time, before he had been frozen. "Logan, I'll take that beer now." He said, a very serious tone in his voice.

Black Widow (Romanoff) has posed:
    "Yeah. You might wnat to sit down and make it two," Natasha murmurs as she gives Steve a long, sympathetic look. "He doesn't know his name. He doesn't remember he's Bucky. His allies learned the information and shared it with me. When they mentioned James Barnes and the era matched up with the Invaders, I put two and two together. I've looked at old photos. It's him." She walks over to put a hand on Steve's shoulder, a moment of solidarity as she looks to Logan. "He was breaking through his mental blocks. But Hydra took him again. So he is likely already reprogrammed. His allies and I have made a plan to try and get him back. Hydra wants me. So I am going to get word to them that I'm willing to switch sides. I know they will send Yasha, I mean Bucky, after me. Then we will spring a trap. I don't know if seeing either of you will help try to break through to his mind. Especially you Steve."

Wolverine has posed:
    Nodding, Logan grabs one from the six pack, and tosses Cap a beer with a grin. "I think Petey might have somethin' stronger if ya' need it. Some vodka or somethin'." Logan grins and turns back to Tasha. "This is shocking 'Tash. We need ta' get movin' on this." Logan nods.

    Logan looks Tasha in the eyes, and feels her emotion as she explains all of this to Steve. "Yeah." Logan says, "I'm there. The first step in evading a trap is knowin' it's there. We'll get him back." That last was for Steve, as he looks at his old friend over his left shoulder. "You kin count on it."

Captain America has posed:
     The Captain empties half of the bottle after it was thrown to him. "Anything I can do to get him back on this side. What Hydra's done...its cruel, even for their ilk." Steve drinks the other half soon, before tossing it in the recycling bin as well. "Natasha...I don't know what to say...other than: Thank You." He says, placing a hand on the Widow's shoulder. "We have to get him back. I owe it to him..." He trails off, looking down to the ground, gritting his teeth.