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[heliophilic]

This is M. I'm most likely out punching someone. Don't worry, they deserve it.

Probably.

I'll call you back later.

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[heliophilic]

Technologically altered. Carbon fiber muscles to enhance strength and speed, enchanced senses, implants to run through every scenario before it happens, implants to let me see other people's abilities, healing factor...

I think I volunteered for it.

[Well, if he didn't, he's sure as hell not complaining about it now.]

I gave you that knife, didn't I? Jokes don't get pointy objects.

[sidecars]

Like my partner... Well, kind of.

[ Still a volunteer for to become a super human. What can Bucky say? He's a little jealous. ]

Thanks. I'll have this bastard trained in no time!

[heliophilic]

Somehow I doubt it.

[He can see that hint of jealousy there.]

In exchange I lost all memory of my life before becoming the Midnighter. Not exactly something to aspire to.

Don't cut any major arteries.

[sidecars]

Really? ... That sure bites. Who knows? Maybe you were a nice guy before it!

[ Bucky's already fiddling with it. ]

Aww, worried? Don't be, I got this!

[heliophilic]

Har. I've come to terms with the fact my past is lost to me.

[...That's a lie. He thought he was, but the more he thinks about how Matt knows his past when he doesn't, it's starting to get to him.]

More like you're going to cut yourself a couple hundred times--little ones, nothing major--before you actually get serious and start watching some tutorials on how to properly handle that thing.

[sidecars]

Well that ain't nothing new. [ All Bucky's made of is scars. His hands particularly are nicked up every which way from, yep, knife cuts. ] Prepared to be amazed! In... I dunno, a few weeks. Don't worry! You know you'll be the first to hear all about it.

[heliophilic]

Again, don't knick anything major.