Oh don’t give me that look. [That smile may get Bucky a lot, but it’s not going to save him this time. Unfortunately, there’s not much that will outside of getting out of that zone, and Bucky’s maybe got minutes before the cold overtakes him. She glances to the woman—Vastra, apparently—then groans as she comes to realize there really isn’t any other option.]
No, he isn’t. He’s too much of a damn idiot. [And on top of his typical stubbornness, he’s right. Amelia’s been in the New Feather dress. It’s not going to do anything for Vastra in the cold.] We’ve got to move fast. [Which is a message as much for herself as it is for the other two; Amelia’s about to make herself miserable. She unties the straps keeping the pelts tight around her, then opens the covering. Amelia steps close to Bucky’s side, pressing herself against him with a hissed out curse as the cold hits her, followed shortly by the hives. Luckily the pelts are large, and Amelia can get them most of the way around herself and Bucky. She doesn’t waste a lot of time trying anyway, starting to walk as soon as she’s sure they won’t lose the thing mid-step.]
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No, he isn’t. He’s too much of a damn idiot. [And on top of his typical stubbornness, he’s right. Amelia’s been in the New Feather dress. It’s not going to do anything for Vastra in the cold.] We’ve got to move fast. [Which is a message as much for herself as it is for the other two; Amelia’s about to make herself miserable. She unties the straps keeping the pelts tight around her, then opens the covering. Amelia steps close to Bucky’s side, pressing herself against him with a hissed out curse as the cold hits her, followed shortly by the hives. Luckily the pelts are large, and Amelia can get them most of the way around herself and Bucky. She doesn’t waste a lot of time trying anyway, starting to walk as soon as she’s sure they won’t lose the thing mid-step.]