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Authority 2. The Just War Theory is a set of rules for military combat, providing guidance on moral conduct before, during, and after battle. This fic is going to have as much Bucky-whump as I can smash in, since he has the dubious honor of being my very favorite woobie in the whole wide world. A lot of this was inspired by a number of different prompts from the Hydra Trash Party meme that I saved for a rainy day.
Blanket warning for graphic non-con of various types. By the end there are going to be a lotโฆ. We cannot have a genuine process of judging a just war within a system that represses the process of genuine justice. A just war must be initiated by a political authority within a political system that allows distinctions of justice. After all, on his first day at basic he was much more focused on not vomiting as they ran through the early fall snow at Camp McCoy. He hadn't been impressed by the empty, flat fields of Wisconsin on the ride in, and he was even less impressed as he ran through them, feet slipping in the slush, newly issued boots rubbing blisters on his feet.
His lungs burned and as a cramp threatened to seize his right leg, he thought to himself, Thank God Steve isn't here. He only felt a little bad about it, remembering the sullen, guilt-ridden look on his best friend's face when he came to say goodbye before Bucky left for basic.
They'd trained together before enlisting, Bucky working him through some basic exercises at his old boxing gym, slowly building Steve up to the point where they felt he might pass a physical exam.
