[ [member=1806]MONROE[/member] [member=145]BASTILLEPRISONER[/member] ]

The maine coon silently made his way up to the Ascendants border, ears drawn firmly back to his skull. It's entirely his fault that they have to travel all the way out here. He knew that this entire mess could have been solved back at their border, but his paranoid mind just had to get the best of him. He really wished he could have agreed with Bastilleprisoner's proposal, let the Ascendants leader go through his head for the truth, but there was no way he would have agreed then. There has to be another way to prove his innocence, allowing Bastilleprisoner to snoop through his head should be a final resort.

Coming to a stop at the border, the male finally got a look of the territory the Ascendants members believed he crossed days ago. The majority of the territory was a flat field, much different to his old desert home, and now seatown home. He glanced over at Monroe, who Buckingham accompanied along with for this visit. Bucky debated introducing himself with the reason as to why they're here, but the Ascendants should know that already. He waited for some Ascendants member to greet them, hoping that crazed lioness isn't nearby.

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ONISION MIKAELSON-FOLIE
tough to talk to, and i never fall asleep!

The 'crazed lioness' might not have been around, but the not-completely-sane leopard was, as she materialized, offering none of her usual cheer, not even a ghost of the usual smile on her face as she stared at the tom, confusion at the memories of blood and some... almost muted, emotion. She didn't understand. Why were they there? And why didn't she just kill him then, whenever these memories took place? He didn't seem strong. He seemed weak, considering he didn't even fight to get Riza off of him.

You could just kill him now. And Oni, too. Blame his murder on Buckingham, and that you killed him in an attempt to stop him, but failed. Kill two birds with one stone, like they say. Thea could feel the temptation as the multitude of voices spoke. It was true. She could, before anybody else had arrived, and the feeling of wet grass being ripped up as claws unsheathed, but no, it wouldn't be a challenge, now, would it?

Lately, even the little whispers in her head, those comforting voices that had been guiding her since she was young, seemed to be contradicting the things she believed. Why kill them when they weren't strong? It was beginning to confuse the young leopard even more than ever, so for now, she stuck with the beliefs that she had clung to. "That's a good question. What do people call you?" Murderer? Filth? She managed to stop herself before repeating the words that had come to mind. The strain in her voice from both the discomfort of him being anywhere near the Ascendents, and her resolve not to go through what the little whispers were suggesting, was well hidden.

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Buckingham really, really wished he could have stayed out of this drama too. He hadn't even been aware of the murder until he was at the point of suffocation from Riza. But now, it was impossible for him to avoid it, considering he's the prime suspect. When the first Ascendants member padded into the scene, the former assassin frowned ever so slightly at the Lunar Lieutenant. Bucky didn't feel surprised that they already knew his name, despite the fact that they weren't at the Sunhaven border with Bastilleprisoner. One of the three Ascendants members must have recapped their groupmates on the mess they missed, including their names. He felt confused for a moment, why was Onision so curious about his name? Bucky knew that it's a mouthful, but the former assassin has heard worse names out there. The male was about to open his mouth to give an answer, when Thea made her way over.

Ah, there's the snow leopard that pointed her fingers at him. She had no idea how to keep her damn mouth shut, he still heard every piece of bullshit she said back there while getting choked. He thought it was complete bullshit that she assumed Bucky's near murder wasn't up to her. She was a good size to knock Riza into her damn senses, but instead she decided to let her mouth run wild. Bucky wondered if she was going to say any kind of shit this time around. Bucky could piratically feel the discomfort from the snow leopard's voice, tension clearly in the air. She doesn't want him here. Bucky knew that she's under the assumption that he's the killer, but to him it felt worse than that. It made him feel like she was looking at the Winter Soldier, not Buckingham Barnes. "Buckingham." He decided to give an answer, this time leaving out the nickname people generally call him by.

His ears pricked up as a new voice grabbed his attention, his gaze slowly landing on Moonmade. The lion practically stepped between his clanmates, showing off clear authority- especially when he addressed Thea. He definitely agrees with that, he couldn't help it but slightly smirk at it. But that smirk faded when Moonmade addressed him and Monroe. It sounded like there's uncertainty in the Cosmic General's voice, which the Sunhaven Goldenblood doesn't like that much. At first, Bucky was glad to hear that Bastilleprisoner will be here soon. Great, they can get this show on the road and fix this fucking mess. But then, he heard maybe. Maybe. Bastilleprisoner's clanmates almost got Bucky murdered, and when he and Monroe show up at their border about the situation, they get a maybe? It almost tempted the former assassin to dig his metal claws into the ground with aggravation. He's not sure how long he's willing to wait for their leader with an accusation of murder over his head.

"Maybe?" The assassin found himself reciting as his tufted ears pinned to his skull, "I'm being fucking accused of murder and you aren't sure if Bastilleprisoner will show up soon?" Some Ascendants member should run back to camp and make sure the Astral Seraph is heading over instead of claiming 'he'll be here soon'.

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ONISION MIKAELSON-FOLIE
tough to talk to, and i never fall asleep!

Buckingham's words had the young Arabian leopard settling pale blue optics on him, almost brimming with contempt. The strongest negative emotion she'd felt, in, well, forever. "Maybe you shouldn't be talking. I don't see your leader looking too worried. You'd figure with a Sunhavener murdering somebody he'd be more concerned." She grumbled. Sure, he didn't kill Roy, but he'd killed others. Why else would she be doing this?

With Moon's arrival, Thea seemed to snap back to reality, taking a step back behind the older lion, more of an unconcious decsion if anything, something to find comfort in. Oni, however, made this feeling short-lived, and she felt a grin begin to form at his 'offer', nodding eagerly as she visibly perked up. "Yeah! I'd love to, actually! Maybe see how well you fare this time, huh, if Bast and the others won't be such killjoys and stop us?" An ear flicked in the general direction of his face, referring to his eye that was now lost due to the damage he had sustained. Of course, she wasn't without scars, too. The ones on her shoulder and chest were still there, the fur not quite covering them, and inches away from the brand she had received oh-so-long ago.

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