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Stark's repulsor blasts flew towards Bucky and he extended his arm out hopefully and attempted to parry the balls of energy away from him. They clattered against the shield, which remained completely still despite the contact, and flew away harmlessly without so much as staggering Barnes. Bucky looked down at the arc shield, slightly impressed, and then smiled up at Stark. This morning he was visiting Steve's grave, earlier he'd been shaking with rage upon learning Steve's shield had been stolen, but despite all of that Bucky thought he might actually be having some fun.

"That's all that hunk of junk of yours has got?" Bucky grinned. "Oh, you're in trouble, Stark."

The shield left his hand and ricocheted off nearly a half dozen surfaces before it came crashing down on the back of Stark's head and disrupted his peaceful hovering. As the arc shield careened threw the air and landed in one of Bucky's gloved hands he let out a derisive laugh that he knew would get to a man as proud as Tony Stark.

"Show me what that suit of yours is [i]really[/i] capable of."