[Bucky isn't used to asking for help, but asking for help for something as dumb as how he looks for a party is so outside of his normal. But, he'd started, and so he'd been stuck having to find someone to ask about it.
With Dutch it at least felt less like asking her to take care of him. It would have with Steve. And Steve would have, he knew. And that was the problem.]
I'll be there soon.
[And then he hangs up. And sure enough, soon he's on her door, some of his hair notably stuffed into a hat he's wearing. He wont fault her for laughing, on the upside.]
[ the door is open. it isn't usually, but when she's expecting guests, there's no harm in it. anyone who thinks they could rob dutch just because her door's open is in for a surprise.
unlike the last time he'd been here, there are signs of a second person living in the place, but alvis isn't in right now. ]
Let's see it, then. [ in lieu of a greeting. she's set out some knives on the kitchen table. notably, there's not a single pair of scissors in sight. ]
[He comes in, easy enough, a brief look around, a slightly awkward smile when he sees her. He notes the signs of a second person, but he doesn't ask- they're not quite close enough for that.
Maybe it speaks to the broken things in him that letting her put knives near his face is marginally easier than having conversations that could touch on things softer than they've quite been with one another. Is it someone from home, has she made a friend, who are you dating? Yeah, hardpass.
So instead, he takes off the hat, to reveal what had clearly been A Mistake. It's not that he hadn't had a mirror, it was that when you were cutting your own hair, that only helped so much. Please rescue this disaster. The only upside is that he hadn't cut it so short there's nothing to work with.]
[ooc: I legit can't find a picture of SebStan where his hair isn't in full fashion model covershoot attendance, so you'll have to use your imagination.]
[ dutch knows the feeling. emotional intimacy of any kind is hard, but her capacity for violence and shutting off whatever empathy she possesses is something that's been honed since her childhood. neither really has a place here - this isn't for soft talk, but it isn't for violence, either.
she's not sure where cutting someone's hair falls on the scale between those things, but apparently, she's about to find out. ]
Wow.
[ that's - a mistake for sure. dutch can't help but bark out a laugh, but she reaches for a knife, casually twirling it while she nods at a chair. ]
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I need someone to cut my hair?
[It's more on the pick out a tie end of the spectrum, and yet somehow he thinks he'd be more comfortable asking for help with a body.]
For the Gala.
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So not hiding a body. [ slips out, giving her something to say at all. the alternative would have been disbelieving laughter for a moment. ]
Yeah. Sure. I'm good with a knife.
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[Something in his tone says that he thinks that conversation would have been easier.]
It wasn't working out when I tried.
[Please don't laugh at his hair. He has awkward bangs right now.]
Want me to swing by your place?
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as for his hair? she may need to laugh a little, just to get it out of her system. ]
You know the way.
> action
With Dutch it at least felt less like asking her to take care of him. It would have with Steve. And Steve would have, he knew. And that was the problem.]
I'll be there soon.
[And then he hangs up. And sure enough, soon he's on her door, some of his hair notably stuffed into a hat he's wearing. He wont fault her for laughing, on the upside.]
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unlike the last time he'd been here, there are signs of a second person living in the place, but alvis isn't in right now. ]
Let's see it, then. [ in lieu of a greeting. she's set out some knives on the kitchen table. notably, there's not a single pair of scissors in sight. ]
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Maybe it speaks to the broken things in him that letting her put knives near his face is marginally easier than having conversations that could touch on things softer than they've quite been with one another. Is it someone from home, has she made a friend, who are you dating? Yeah, hardpass.
So instead, he takes off the hat, to reveal what had clearly been A Mistake. It's not that he hadn't had a mirror, it was that when you were cutting your own hair, that only helped so much. Please rescue this disaster. The only upside is that he hadn't cut it so short there's nothing to work with.]
[ooc: I legit can't find a picture of SebStan where his hair isn't in full fashion model covershoot attendance, so you'll have to use your imagination.]
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she's not sure where cutting someone's hair falls on the scale between those things, but apparently, she's about to find out. ]
Wow.
[ that's - a mistake for sure. dutch can't help but bark out a laugh, but she reaches for a knife, casually twirling it while she nods at a chair. ]
I can do better than that.