[She's managed to find a stream, and is kneeling in front of it, taking sips from her cupped hands and scrubbing her face free of dirt. But her enjoyment only lasts so long, as it seems to occur to her that she's being watched.
She straightens up, reaching behind her to pull her katana free as she rises to her feet and moves into a defensive stance. Her eyes are wide as she slowly turns.
She can sense Bucky's there, but she doesn't know exactly where he is. Or who he is.]
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She straightens up, reaching behind her to pull her katana free as she rises to her feet and moves into a defensive stance. Her eyes are wide as she slowly turns.
She can sense Bucky's there, but she doesn't know exactly where he is. Or who he is.]