notapilot: (S: running man)
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The barest hint of dawn is touching the white marble of the National Mall as Sam runs along the reflecting pool. He loves getting out this early, when the walkways and streets are nearly deserted and he can be alone with his thoughts; especially on days packed with back to back sessions. He also loves the history of the town, history so thick you can breath it in, though what else would you expect from the epicenter of America? Here, even the most jaded can believe in the dream of America. Here, you can feel the potential and responsibility of the true American Dream.

At least he can. Your milage may vary.

Date: 2014-06-07 01:31 am (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (work out - sweaty hair)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
Steve is out early too, though it's more because of the privacy you can find at this time of morning than any other reason.

As he approaches the other runner, he obeys runners' etiquette, and warns him, "on your left," as he speeds past.

Date: 2014-06-07 04:12 pm (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (work out - glare)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
The sky is still pink and purple when Steve makes a full circuit of the Mall and passes the man again.

"On your left."

Date: 2014-06-07 05:11 pm (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (work out - shoulder)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
The next time Steve passes him, they're in front of the Jefferson Memorial.

"On your left."

Date: 2014-06-07 09:13 pm (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (t-shirt - on the run)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
One more circuit...

This time they meet by the Lincoln Memorial, as the sky becomes blue and clear, the sun fully risen.

Steve passes the man with a quick, "On your left."

Date: 2014-06-07 09:23 pm (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (t-shirt - reading - relaxed)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
Would it be right to say that Steve enjoyed pacing himself by the other runner?

Why yes, it would.

And when he drops behind, Steve slows his own run and goes to check on him. It would never do to give someone a heart attack from trying to keep up with him.

"Need a medic?" Steve calls when he finally finds him.

Date: 2014-06-07 10:49 pm (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (t-shirt - on the run)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
Steve grins and points at Sam's sweatshirt. "What unit you with?"

One soldier will always know another, it seems.

Date: 2014-06-07 11:08 pm (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (smile - nose wrinkle)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
Steve clasps Sam's hand and hauls him up. "Steve Rogers."

Date: 2014-06-07 11:22 pm (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (winter soldier - profile)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
"Must've gotten a late start," says Steve, still smiling. He likes this guy.

Date: 2014-06-07 11:35 pm (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (smile - tux)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
"I'll go finish that run," Steve says. "Good to meet you, Sam."

He turns to go. (Thirteen miles is nothing. Fifteen every morning, that's his usual warm-up.)

Date: 2014-06-07 11:44 pm (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (blue shirt - shoulder)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
Steve shrugs it off -- he's used to it.

"It takes some getting used to."

Date: 2014-06-07 11:53 pm (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (wwii - shield)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
"Things aren't so bad. Food's a lot better--we used to boil everything. No polio's good...internet, so helpful. I've been reading that a lot, trying to catch up."

Date: 2014-06-08 12:03 am (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (overcoat - drawing)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
With a nod, Steve says, "I'll put it on the list," takes a little notebook out of his sweatpants pocket and writes "Trouble Man/Marvin Gaye," on the most recent page, along with things like "Berlin Wall (Up & Down)," "Steve Jobs," and "Nirvana (Band)."

Date: 2014-06-08 12:12 am (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: means no one gets left behind or forgotten (avengers - team)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
"Not for a while," Steve says. "It's hard to get together sometimes.

"I'd love to shoot pool or something. Or...come to a session."

THough he worries for a moment that his coming to a session might be more of a distraction than a helpful tool to the matter of healing.

Date: 2014-06-08 12:24 am (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (closeup - earnest)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
Steve laughs, bashful.

"I'd have to think about counseling. I've had a long time to deal with it all, and a lot of help.

"But meeting your group would be an honor."

His grin is a little lopsided. "I've been looking for the perfect route, and I think this is it so I expect I'll be here most mornings, too."

His phone beeps and he takes it out to see a message from Natasha.

"All right, Sam. Duty calls."

Date: 2014-06-08 12:27 am (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (smile - naughty)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
"Honor's all mine. Thanks for the run -- if you want to call that running."

Date: 2014-06-08 12:35 am (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (captain - big grin)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
"Oh, that's how it is," Steve says, stepping away to the curb to wait for Natasha.

That she knows exactly where he is comes as no surprise.

Date: 2014-06-08 12:47 am (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: Steve in his dress uniform with a small smile (dress uniform - smile)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
Steve gets into the car and sends Sam a wave goodbye.

"Can't run everywhere."

Date: 2014-06-08 12:50 am (UTC)
thekidfrombrooklyn: (blue shirt - shoulder)
From: [personal profile] thekidfrombrooklyn
Steve laughs, Natasha guns the engine a little, and off they go.


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