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[deadthenred]

And here I thought you wanted to break things.

[ Bucky isn't sure he wants to break things. But he's coming along anyway. ]

[reneger]

I want to break stuff. I don't want to break my stuff.

( why the fuck would he. especially since, )

We're running on a budget here.

( no more criminal empire. also no more loki's wallet. )

[deadthenred]

I still have that magic credit card.

[ He knows it's gonna run out soon, though. And he hasn't made up his mind about what to do then. ]

[reneger]

Fine, I'm on a budget, Jimmy's living off of the government's blood money.

( jimmy. he's sticking with it for now. and sending a nice gps pin to bucky's neural implant, since those still conveniently work. )

Apartment info. Wanna race?

[deadthenred]

[ He raises an eyebrow. Hard to say if it's at the invitation to race or being called Jimmy. ]

Look, I tried living off the blood money I earned, but none of the old KGB wayhouses are where they oughta be in this universe.

[reneger]

( reaction noted, he's keeping jimmy. their other jimmy is no longer present, so why not. )

I can tell you where Junior keeps all his funds. We can live off his blood money instead, just for kicks.

[deadthenred]

Is your next plan takin' candy from a baby?

[ Clearly, they should take the Stark Dildo Money. ]

[reneger]

If he's old enough to run a criminal empire, he's old enough to handle losing all his shit because he's too stupid to hide it better.

( sometimes the hard lessons have to come from yourself, or something like that. )

You have better money sources you wanna go after? I bet we could shake down Newark's dealers.

[deadthenred]

Maybe I can get a job at the 7-11.

[ He could probably make money going into ex-government work, but he's never wanted to do that. It's just the obvious market for his skillset. ]

[reneger]

I can just picture you working at 7-11. Little vest, hair tied back.

( with an ugly snort, but it's not like he doesn't get it, because - )

All I've got is a lifetime of starting shit, so.

( stopping crime by being the crime it is. )

[deadthenred]

Don't got much aboveboard on my resume except for my service, and I don't like to lie about that.

[ And yeah, putting "1940-45" is probably not gonna get a few looks. ]

[reneger]

Being legally dead doesn't do me too many favors.

( didn't really apply in new amsterdam. nor would it here, but -- )

Other shit's boring anyways.

[deadthenred]

[ Oh, Jason's on his "I died" beat again. ]

Yeah? What did you wanna be when you grew up?

[reneger]

Not dead or in prison.

( funnily enough, he failed at both of those. )

Went from shooing away my mom's dealers, to stealing shit to get by, to wearing hot pants and telling Two-Face he's got shit taste. Didn't really think about the future much aside from trying to make it there.

[deadthenred]

[ Jason "everyone I've ever looked up to has failed me and I will remind everyone of that constantly so that no one will get close to me and I won't be inevitably betrayed again" Peter Todd. ]

Your adopted dad's loaded, though, right? You never thought about using that money to get out?

[reneger]

I wanted to be a hero. Wanted to be Robin.

( because clearly, running around in a cape forever is a great way to live. )

I liked school. Might've used those straight A's for something down the line. Gotten into a decent college, ( but now he is thinking about it, which is shit. he doesn't want to consider what could have been when it won't be. ) picked up a degree in social work, maybe. Gotham could use more of B's money poured in it's supportive social programs, too. Foster care, substance use recovery centers--shit like that.

[deadthenred]

[ Hotpants forever ]

I wanted to be a park ranger.

[ He never really thought about college, but he might have if he'd survived the war and the G.I. Bill. He'll never know. ]

I never really thought about what went into it, though. Lookin' to the end of the war… that felt like bad luck.

[reneger]

And here we are, in the after part of it.

( bucky doesn't have his cute little park ranger hat, jason--is still the dead robin. )

With empty pockets an' Stark's tower. ( well. ) We should steal his money.

[deadthenred]

I've stolen from him before. [ It's not the worst plan. Then again, Bucky is bad at planning.] And that was when he had the full backing of the military-industrial complex. [ And was head of S.H.I.E.L.D. ]

Probably easier now.

[reneger]

Sounds fun.

( it'll entertain them, which is plenty motivation. )

Long as it isn't too easy, then it'd just be boring. Why bother?

[deadthenred]

To get the money. And look a gift horse in the mouth, apparently.

[ Well, he assumes Jason's new outfit is courtesy some kind of trade or favor. ]

[reneger]

I was owed a favor.

( he knows damn well the room in the tower was given so tony could keep watch over jason--so he's not considering that a helping hand. it's more meeting in the middle: jason usually stays there, where tony can keep an eye on him. and tony loses real estate giving jason his space. but the gear on the other hand-- )

Back in New Amsterdam, I gave him a nice shiny space to do his work in, discreetly. Asked for an IOU in exchange. Never thought I'd cash it in while somewhere like this, but I'll take it.

[deadthenred]

Hey, at least you got to collect.

[ People are always coming and going from these multiversal nexus whatevers. ]

Say what you wanna about Stark, but he does good work.

[ With the machine stuff, he means. ]

[reneger]

Junior shot me, twice, right in the chest.

( hand off the bike to raise it up and pat his palm against his sternum. )

Bruised and fucked up my ribs but didn't penetrate the suit.

( it's--a compliment. jason's gone through plenty of gear in his time, but fabric this light capable of preventing bullets is new. )

[deadthenred]

You're fucked up, you know that?

[ Of course he knows that. Maybe he can get Stark to design him a bulletproof neon sign. ]

But yeah, if it's anything like the suit he made for me, it can take a beating.