Strange took a more defensive pose. "I haven't seen your brother since you two showed up at my doorstep. And as far as magic goes, I'm not going to kill myself, as you may well end up doing with the dampening effect of this place. I simply choose not to at the moment. I can use it, but I don't want to." He hoped the more powerful Asgardian would not decide to kill him then and there. The cloak tugged at his shoulder, as if telling him to run while he still could.

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"Barton." Okay. That made sense. But Bucky hadn't ever been to his farm, had he? "Was I at your farm? If I was, I don't remember it, but that's kind of a normal thing for me."

"I-I think so? Was that someone else?" It was hard to remember all that had happened in the last year or so. "It doesn't matter, I'm Clint Barton member of S.H.I.E.L.D and the Avengers." The man answered putting the branch aside for the moment. "And to answer your question before no I haven't found any other branches and I'm fine." Come to think of it though he had a nagging pain in his side though. It had been bothering him since he first woke up though now it seemed worse. Maybe it was just a broken rib? Who knows. "So are we the only ones here?"

"No, I've got a camp back a little way. Scarlet Witch? I think her name is, and that spider kid are the only other two I think are here. Can I use your branch for a splint, because the spider kid's leg is broken. I was trying to find water when I found you." Bucky tried to think if he'd ever met this guy before the airport. His mind pulled him back to a time six years ago, when this guy had been a target. The first mission the asset had failed. He shuddered and remembered the present. "Right. I need to get back to camp. You can come too, if you want." He set off for the camp.

"If it would help of course." Hawkeye answered. "And I believe the boy is Peter Parker it I'm not mistaken. I've met Scarlet Witch before as well, so..." what else was he supposed to say? "Lead the way." He offered a nice warm smile to the man in a hope that it would ease the tension.

Bucky smiled back, just a quick, little one. So, the spider kid was named Peter. He turned and began walking in the direction he was pretty sure the camp was in. After a little way, Bucky asked, "So, just to make sure, you're not injured or anything, right? I mean, the kid can't even walk, and Scarlet Witch is I think unconscious, unless she woke up. As far as I know, I'm the only one who's not been messed with by whatever this place is, unless you count the fog." He batted his hands through it, but it swirled around a bit and stayed put.

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"I don't think so." Clint answered putting a hand on his side. Though his side did seem to be hurting him quite a lot right now. "What about your arm? It still works here right?" He asked without really thinking it through. Unless for some reason this world messed with the wiring of thing it shout be alright...right?

Bucky gave him a dry look. "Well I nearly stabbed you with it, didn't I?" His face resumed a normal expression. "Nah, this place doesn't mess with it. But Scarlet Witch, though- she tried to use her mind power thingy, and I've seen her throw cars around. She tried to move a little bit of fog, and it knocked her out." He stopped, and pointed. "There." Ahead was a small circle where less fog was swirling about. "That's the camp." Bucky kept walking.

When the camp came into sight it was much more baren then he would have liked. There was no fire, though that might not have been the best idea, and no one had been working on a temporary shelter. "There's not much here..." Hawkeye said with a sigh. He had his work cut out for him. "Right you see to Parker alright? I'll go see if I can find some form of fuel for a fire, or something to make a shelter out of.