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[frostythehitman]

JAMES (BUCKY) BARNES

Hey, this is James. Text me if you need me. Or leave me a message if you want, but I'm probably not going to listen to it because, seriously, this is 2017 and no one uses voicemail any more.

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[frostythehitman]

[ And behind the ears James goes. But even as he scratches Yujirou's ears, his expression grows less happy and more conflicted. Like he's not quite sure what to make of Tatsuo's words. ]

Huh. Why?

[thisloveisjustice]

[Why is he try to solve the murder in his past life? Why was the murder committed in the first place? Why is he even trying to figure out what happened now? All good and valid questions. Tatsuo knows he could just sit back and eventually the various pieces of his past life's memory will fit themselves together into a picture he can make sense of. But half the fun of a jigsaw puzzle is visualizing what the missing pieces look like.]

Because there was one witness to that murder. Me. Well, past-life me.

[Yujirou appreciates the ear scratches James. So much so, he decides to bestow a further honor on you. His belly. The golden retriever lays down and then rolls against James's leg, paws splayed wide so the man has clear access to his belly.]

[frostythehitman]

[ James can only focus on so much at once, and right now the dog belly takes precedence. He's silent for a few moments--but still listening!--as he goes in and scratches Yujirou's belly like the good boy he is.

After a few moments of that, he finally looks up to address Tatsuo. ]

Okay, but why does that matter here and now?

[ It's not like that murder happened in this life, after all. ]

[thisloveisjustice]

[Yujirou pants happily, tongue dangling out the corner of his mouth. His tail sweeps the sidewalk clean beneath it.]

It's how I process all of this. I try to see how everything fits together. Pick them apart, so I don't get swept along by every single one. And so I can make sure I don't repeat any of the mistakes he made in his life.