Repairs were a thing of life, even for a unit as tough and well built as him. He may not be as advanced as the GENIIICHASSIS but he's sturdy, heavy, well put together with that little bit of humanity inside. Still, with how he was assembled and the way his arm functions, he knows he needs to come in regularly, to be maintained if nothing else. So he enters the labs post mission, stripped of his weaponry and only a few scratched. Genuine blood against his cheek, but a few filters busted on one shoulder, a milker white fluid slipping from those.
There are pain receptors there, he's sure, but he doesn't feel it right now. Lowering himself down into one of the curved seats, waiting with a silent cock of his head to the side. He didn't have much to say, besides reporting in on his damages if he was asked; but usually the techs he came across were not in the mood to talk to him. Most were afraid, even if protocol stated he couldn't do a thing to him; but it wouldn't be the first time Bucky displayed unusual behavior.
"I'll be with you in a minute!" To be honest, Darcy wasn't quite paying attention to the door when it chimed to let her know she had a customer. She instead was elbows deep in a repair job that she'd had to put off because of waiting for a part. The part had arrived in the morning and she'd spent the majority of her day fixing it, because if nothing else she was loyal and busted her ass for her regulars, mostly because they brought her fun stuff and tipped like mad. Currently she was covered in grease from a vintage home security turret.
She grabbed a rag and started to wipe off her arms and moved to the counter."What can I do for ya?" She stopped short when she noticed exactly who was sitting in her lobby, but only for a second. Darcy rounded the corner of the desk and stepped closer to take a peek at the shoulder. "Any pain from that?" She indicated his shoulder with a jerk of her chin in it's direction.
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There are pain receptors there, he's sure, but he doesn't feel it right now. Lowering himself down into one of the curved seats, waiting with a silent cock of his head to the side. He didn't have much to say, besides reporting in on his damages if he was asked; but usually the techs he came across were not in the mood to talk to him. Most were afraid, even if protocol stated he couldn't do a thing to him; but it wouldn't be the first time Bucky displayed unusual behavior.
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She grabbed a rag and started to wipe off her arms and moved to the counter."What can I do for ya?" She stopped short when she noticed exactly who was sitting in her lobby, but only for a second. Darcy rounded the corner of the desk and stepped closer to take a peek at the shoulder. "Any pain from that?" She indicated his shoulder with a jerk of her chin in it's direction.