[ Bucky walks on, and the lights are immediately overwhelming. He brings his hand up to shield his eyes, but only for a moment. He's used to being on stage. He's used to being a spectacle. He looks out over the audience, back straight and ready for...whatever this is.
He looks to the rest of the stage. Wow, this is, uh, very red. And very dramatically lit. His shadow, cast across the floor and onto the hind curtains, looms ominously. They're really making a damn show out of this, huh. ]
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He looks to the rest of the stage. Wow, this is, uh, very red. And very dramatically lit. His shadow, cast across the floor and onto the hind curtains, looms ominously. They're really making a damn show out of this, huh. ]