KISS KISS - open; return

[buckingham barnes]

It would have probably been a way lot easier for Sunhaven and Monroe if Monroe's body wasn't discovered. Unfortunately, Buckingham had chosen the wrong time to make a visit. He wanted to talk about the Asset/Winter Soldier, but after waiting a bit for Monroe to open his door, Bucky broke an entry. Usually, the maine coon wouldn't barge into someone's home, but that time around, the feeling in his chest made him feel like something wasn't right. And that feeling turned out to be right- not only did he find Monroe's fresh scent, along with Pincher's fading scent, Bucky came across Monroe's corpse. To say the least, Buckingham was devastated at the discovery. In the past few weeks, Buckingham has grown closer to Monroe, to the point where the former assassin deeply trusted his leader, and called him his friend. It hurt his chest to loose a friend he just gained, and it left him in fear.

Who was suppose to lead Sunhaven? Would it be Pierce, Gordon or him? He wasn't sure, considering none of them were wardens, and it made his skin crawl- as they couldn't avoid it for long. The former assassin has realized in the past few years, death is often not taken as seriously as it used to be. A lot of times, people just assume the deceased member will come back to life after a few days. Bucky didn't think like that, he had no idea that Monroe's soul found a new, more suitable body. He thought if he just assumed they'd come back to life, then he wouldn't be paying them the respect they deserve. Initially, they all don't know whether a deceased person will come back later. Bucky wouldn't want to have a mind set that they'll come back, just in case there was no way for them to.

Buckingham had been padding through the territory when his tufted ears pricked up at that familiar voice. Buckingham didn't make it very far away from the sea village, he came to a complete stop as he listened closely to the voice. I only know one person with that accent, He thought to himself, as his head snapped towards the location of the beach Marina was waiting at. Without another thought, his paws began to move again, with a quicker pace this time around. He headed towards the beach, any other plans he had on his mind abandoned.

The large maine coon was the first one to enter the beach, eyes landing onto the serphenthound before him. Monroe looked different, much different than what he grew used to. If it weren't for Monroe's recognizable accent, she would have been like any other joiner- a stranger. Hearing her voice again sent relief running through his veins, that fear that once resided fading away. "Oh my god, Monroe!" He said with a sigh of relief, as the former assassin made his way over to her, "You frightened me, I thought you were gone!"