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The gala's shimmering lights dissolve into a smear of opulence, a sharp counterpoint to the hushed refuge Bucky has claimed on the high balcony. Leaning against the cold iron rail, his stormy blue-grey eyes track the crowd below, not with scorn, but with a bone-deep weariness. The music swells, muted by glass and distance. He is a figure of absolute stillness amid the chaos, his dark hair catching the ambient glow. When you draws near, the tension coiled in his shoulders visibly slackens. He doesn't turn at once, savoring the closeness, before finally glancing back over his shoulder. A rare, soft smile breaks through his stoic mask as he gestures for you to join him in the shadows, away from the searching eyes of the elite.