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Jan. 7th, 2020 06:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
winterssoldierThis trip wasn't one Bucky had initially planned on making, but he'd made it all the same. T'challa had asked him if he would be willing to meet with a curator at a museum in Paris, France who may have uncovered several Wakandan artifacts. Neither he nor his sister had the time to go and check due to an incident Bucky wasn't privy too nor wanted to be a part of. He was a little tired of all the fighting. Right now he just wanted to remember who James Barnes was. So when asked, he agreed without much effort on the kings part.
He'd accepted the cybernetic vibranium arm for the mission even though he had no problem going without it. Things were just easier with two hands and T'Challa had pointed out that sometimes Wakandan property had ways of drawing out the underbelly of the crime world.
So here Bucky was, dressed well, but still casual enough to be considered a tourist, strolling into the museum and up to the welcome desk.
"Hello, My name is James Barnes and I have a meeting with Diana Prince at 2:00pm." He says in flawless French to the charming woman manning the desk. The woman smiles, checks his name with the list in Diana's schedule and nods. She invites him to have a seat and that she'll be along in a moment. Bucky nods and heads to the little sitting area, taking a seat where he has the best vantage point. He might be out of the fight, but some habits are harder to break.
He'd accepted the cybernetic vibranium arm for the mission even though he had no problem going without it. Things were just easier with two hands and T'Challa had pointed out that sometimes Wakandan property had ways of drawing out the underbelly of the crime world.
So here Bucky was, dressed well, but still casual enough to be considered a tourist, strolling into the museum and up to the welcome desk.
"Hello, My name is James Barnes and I have a meeting with Diana Prince at 2:00pm." He says in flawless French to the charming woman manning the desk. The woman smiles, checks his name with the list in Diana's schedule and nods. She invites him to have a seat and that she'll be along in a moment. Bucky nods and heads to the little sitting area, taking a seat where he has the best vantage point. He might be out of the fight, but some habits are harder to break.
