open post (steve rogers)

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steve rogers / captain america open post.

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[ Nearly edible. Steve huffs out a small laugh at that, as he doesn't think either of them want to get into how horrible the food quality is when you're out on the front. It's probably true that the regulations were a lot more humane these days, but Steve still wouldn't expect too much improvement.

Then Sam starts to go into more detail about his experience in pararescue. It's not a subject Steve has pressed on much in the time that they've known each other, figuring that Sam would bring it up when he felt ready for it. Given that he'd lost Riley, it wasn't something that would be fair to mention without warning. ]

Yeah. I mean... [ Steve draws a hand over his mouth and releases a small sigh. ] The very nature of your job was precipitated on things going bad. You guys were doing some of the hardest work out there. Can't imagine some of what you had to see.

[ If a soldier had to be taken off of the battlefield via pararescue, it meant that they were in awful shape. Blown half to hell by an explosion, missing limbs, possibly on their way to a long and painful death. No doubt Sam had seen people breathe their last on the chopper after they'd already risked everything to get them out.

But having a body to take home to the family was better than having nothing, wasn't it? ]

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It was- [Sam sucks in a breath and blows it out slowly.] They didn't care who got caught in the crossfire. They'd take hostages and use 'em as shields, trap buildings with IEDs, take out unarmed foreign aid workers if they had the chance. Everything we established that we thought made war humane was ignored.

[Not that Sam's ever thought war was humane or civilized or anything like that, but no amount of briefing could have prepared him for the ugliness.]

It's goddamn brutal out there. Just...this senseless violence that chews everything and everyone up and spits 'em back out. When my second deployment was up, I couldn't take it anymore. They were mothballing the project anyway, and I needed to get the hell out of there.

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[ That's the long and short of it, isn't it? Trying to make war civilized or humane is something that's going to fail every time. No matter what laws or unspoken rules might exist, there will always be a group extreme enough to break them. Like Hydra. They hadn't thought twice about taking humans and turning them into weapons against their will.

Steve hasn't fought as a foot soldier in any of the modern wars, only as an Avenger, and he's well aware that there's a difference, having lived through both. So he can't fully relate to what Sam's been through, but he has an idea. And he doesn't blame him for one second for his decision to get out.

If anything, it just fills him with a new wave of guilt, and he's quiet for longer than he should be, staring down at his hands. Steve is aware that with his legacy and with the power it affords him, that he influences people in both good and bad ways. He doesn't ever want to forget that, or take advantage of it.

Eventually he looks back to Sam, his expression frayed in a way he can't hide for once. ]

That's why I didn't want you to get dragged into all this. Into my mess. You should be back home now, safe.

[ But Sam isn't, and that's on Steve. ]

[wingedman]

Pretty sure Ross would still have me locked up if it wasn't for you.

[Sam just snorts and shakes his head. Sure, it's a better quality incarceration than most black men get, but it's still prison, still solitary confinement apart from the occasional interrogation - and he's not stupid enough to think that they wouldn't have moved on from casually roughing him up here and there to other methods if Steve hadn't broken him out. Clint and Scott might've been able to work out plea deals, but Sam's in too deep.]

Besides, everything I did was my choice from the moment I strapped the wings back on. You know that. [And the look he gives Steve almost pleads with him to not diminish that. Enough people think of him as just Captain America's sidekick that he needs Steve to acknowledge that they're partners, on an even footing - that Sam chose to fight at his side, not simply followed him blindly into this.] And if I had to go back, I'd make exactly the same choices.

[Well, okay, he might have tried harder to keep Steve from that goddamn airport fight.]

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[ While Steve had been referring back to earlier choices, the decisions that had come before Ross had gotten involved, Sam is quick to cut him off on that point too. Yes, Steve knows that Sam had made his choice two years ago when this all started, when the Winter Soldier crashed into his life so unexpectedly, but...

It's true, a part of him has wondered if Sam regrets that now. If there are times when he lays in bed staring at the ceiling and asks himself why he ever got so involved, wishing that he could go back and undo it all. So to hear that that's not the case is some kind of weight off of Steve's shoulders. ]

All right.

[ Steve closes his eyes for a moment, his hand smoothing over the scratchy motel bed comforter as some tension leaves him. ]

Sorry. I won't bring it up again.

[ Most likely a lie, but he's going to try. ]