[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]He was... doing something along the lines of meditating, to say the least. Or, well, that's what it would of looked like if he could be seen. Eyes closed, Barnes had accidentally flickered into invisibility. Perhaps the observant would notice small puffs of breath developing in thin air, but other than that it appeared as if no one was there. In reality, Bucky wasn't mediating. He was in pain. A deep pain that shook him down into his roots, taking him by his shoulders and shaking him. A mix of physical and mental pain. A state of shock, despite his attempts at tying to remain fine. His head, it ached with such ferocity, hence the power malfunction. His wounds weren't healing as they should. His ribs still stuck out from his sides. Maybe it was himself, ignoring the need to rest, because everyone knew the former deputy was nothing but *ing stubborn.
His sides felt as if they were lit aflame, his throat burned as if someone had poured sand into his mouth and forced him to chew it all up and swallow. The SunClanner could practically feel the grains of sand lodged within his canines. The gritty feeling on his tongue. Though, he remained still, not making a sound. Invisible, accidentally. Hopefully someone wouldn't run into him.
/ lmao someone can run / walk into him.