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Juliet Coleman was not afraid of blood.
She was a girl that had a delicate and joyful persona, but she had no issues with gaping or infected wounds.
Juliet Coleman was better known as Nurse Coleman, one of the best military nurses the Allies had to offer. At the age of twenty-four in the year of 1942, she was sought after by many regiments all across Europe.
She was an urban legend in the eyes of the young men on the frontlines. A beautiful dame beyond their imaginations, a nurse with a steel stomach and magic in her fingertips.
Those who saw her shared exuberant stories. They weren't far from the truth as they described her twinkling brown eyes and her lush brown hair, nor were they lying when discussing the way her full pink lips whispered words of comfort.
Juliet was an anaesthetic of her own accord.
Bucky Barnes was encapsulated by this angel before he even heard the stories. Their chemistry was natural and instant, and suddenly Bucky was faking all kinds of injuries.
But great things have terrible endings when fate decides to interfere.
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URBAN LEGEND | BUCKY BARNES
FanfictionJuliet Coleman was said to have magic in her fingertips. Soldiers walked out of infirmaries as though they hadn't just been fatally wounded. Their lives were no longer hanging by a severed thread. Tales of her became well known among the frontlines...
