The voice that called out was surely Jerseyboy and she remember how sick he had been a few days prior but he was so stubborn. The fact that he didn’t even try to let other help him was confusing for the woman and frankly all she wanted to do for him was help him while he was feeling down and out. But she supposed she couldn’t force it upon him if he didn’t want the help. Oh yeah, she had thought about it but really as a friend she would just watch over him and then force medicine down his throat later. But he had started to evade her and after a time she hadn’t been able to find him anymore. So hearing his voice not sounding like he gurgled sandpaper was relieving. At least she thought it was as it meant that he was getting better.

But the mere fact that when she rounded the corner and saw the German shepherd standing there looked stressed and worried made her pause, one paw raised hesitantly off the ground. ”Jerseyboy!” She spoke up rather brightly before she came bounding over, thick coat rippling with her movements before she came to stand over him. Wait, he hadn’t died had he!? She remembered her change of bodies which had happened because of her death and worry furrowed her brow a little it. ”Ya look alrigh’. How ya feelin’? I ain’t have a clue of a doctor that can fix this one, laddie.”


"SPEECH"

A lot of people have been falling ill lately. It seems like more and more sick members are dragging themselves to Venus's and Leona's Solbinder's office. Bucky, who did not want to catch whatever bug was going around, made sure to avoid any sick members. Was it rude of the Warden to act like this? Especially when he talked to Marina when she was ill? He wasn't avoiding her like the black death- but the thing was, no one was catching Marina's illness. A few days ago when Jerseyboy fell ill- there were no symptoms exactly like Marina's. Plus, other people are catching whatever Jerseyboy got- it must be in influenza bug going around. Bucky wasn't practically keen on puking his guts out, that doesn't sound fun one bit.

When Bucky heard Jerseyboy's bark, bark, as he made his way into the village- he knew something was up. Cats don't bark- Jerseyboy sounded like he was bigger than his usual size, if that makes sense. Bucky knew that Jerseyboy was sick, but did the feline perhaps experience some shapeshifting? That'd mean the illness wouldn't transfer over to the new body, right? He'd assume so, a new body shouldn't have contact with the virus. He wouldn't be sure how it'd be possible for the virus to somehow transfer over to a new body, anyway. So the maine coon began to make his way over, ears pricking at Marina and Venus's voices.

As the maine coon entered the scene, he could tell how shocked Jerseyboy was. If Jerseyboy didn't bark out, have a recognizable scent, or if Marina didn't identify him- the former assassin wouldn't have known the german shepherd before him was the tuxedo cat. Bucky knew that he'd be in the same amount of panic if he ever shifts bodies- it sounds like a nightmare. Buckingham couldn't imagine himself in a different body- it'd feel like it'd be a cheap way to avoid the problems he's learned to overcome and disabilities he's learned to adapt to. He can only hope he doesn't have shapeshifting powers that wait to be discovered. "I don't think a doctor can help you with a body change," He said with a flick of his tufted ear, glancing over at Venus as the kitsune made the bemusing suggestion. He looked back at Jerseyboy, looked up actually, and made one more comment. "At least you aren't puking anymore."