Bucky shifted his stance as the knight started to lean more and more on him as they made their way up into the tower. He would have liked to get the man's arm over his shoulders, but there wasn't enough room in the elevator - they were packed in almost as tightly as sardines.
Even when they came to a stop on the medical floor, he didn't move to get out immediately. They were going to need the gurney.
There was another one waiting at the top, but not even halfway there, the knight's legs gave out from under him and Bucky was left holding him up with only his left arm.
"Fuck," he hissed, right hand moving from a vibranium-covered hand to grip the fabric near his collar - the only bit of clear grab he could make.
His legs had completely lost their strength and he was heavy. Bucky couldn't haul him to the gurney like this.
Instead, he dropped his shoulder and lifted his arm at the same time, turning into the space knight. It didn't have to be pretty, it just had to be effective enough to be secure as he lifted the man and his full suit of armor off the ground, the metal plates pressing hard into his flesh shoulder.
Bucky grunted with the exertion. "Which bed," he asked, and the medical team hurried to one of the triage bays, Bucky following with his burden not quite slung over his shoulder.
It was definitely not pretty, getting the alien onto the closest bed, but at least he wasn't on the floor.
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Date: 2024-06-02 05:23 am (UTC)Bucky shifted his stance as the knight started to lean more and more on him as they made their way up into the tower. He would have liked to get the man's arm over his shoulders, but there wasn't enough room in the elevator - they were packed in almost as tightly as sardines.
Even when they came to a stop on the medical floor, he didn't move to get out immediately. They were going to need the gurney.
There was another one waiting at the top, but not even halfway there, the knight's legs gave out from under him and Bucky was left holding him up with only his left arm.
"Fuck," he hissed, right hand moving from a vibranium-covered hand to grip the fabric near his collar - the only bit of clear grab he could make.
His legs had completely lost their strength and he was heavy. Bucky couldn't haul him to the gurney like this.
Instead, he dropped his shoulder and lifted his arm at the same time, turning into the space knight. It didn't have to be pretty, it just had to be effective enough to be secure as he lifted the man and his full suit of armor off the ground, the metal plates pressing hard into his flesh shoulder.
Bucky grunted with the exertion. "Which bed," he asked, and the medical team hurried to one of the triage bays, Bucky following with his burden not quite slung over his shoulder.
It was definitely not pretty, getting the alien onto the closest bed, but at least he wasn't on the floor.