LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR // MURDER

[buckingham barnes]

When the familiar scent of blood invaded his nostrils, the maine coon automatically knew something wasn't right. Bucky hasn't died before in his life, which is surprising considering how many times people have tried to kill him. He came close to death on numerous occasions, the most recent being with Riza. He also has enough experience as a murderer himself to know there's a crime scene awaiting ahead. Bucky has committed enough murders that he doesn't even think blood smells foul anymore. Bucky learned as an Asset that if he couldn't handle the smell of blood, then he wouldn't be able to complete his job. So, he adapted, and it effects him to this day. While he didn't feel nauseated at the smell, the maine coon knows that whoever died, others will be effected by their death. They could have had people they were friends with, and family that they loved. People don't even have to know the individual personally, just being clanmates can make a difference.

When Buckingham began to make his way over, his ears pricked up at the howl from Monroe. Just by the howl, Bucky knew that Marina was livid- it'd be impossible not to hear the hatred and frustration in the loud noise. The male began to quicken his pace, still making his way over on paws as light as glass.

When the former assassin finally entered the home, his eyes landed on the two corpses. The first body was mauled, clear teeth marks and tears were visible. It looked like a half eaten carcass, surely someone got a few good bites out of them. His gaze tore off of the first corpse, and slowly made it's way onto the second. The second didn't have any visible wounds- it didn't look like the assailant laid their claws or teeth on them. But thanks to his enhanced senses, he heard them explain who they saw to Marina, and he heard the body collapse to the hard, cold floor. They must have seen the murder occur, and the mere panic killed them. As he looked at the two, another scent that wasn't drowned out by the blood managed to make it's way into his nostrils. The Ascendants.

The male froze at the smell, lately that scent has became far too familiar for his liking. They've had a lot of trouble lately with the Ascendants, and it didn't end pretty. The Ascendants had no respect for the situation they caused, and didn't want to own up to it. Bucky didn't think they'd take the alliance drop so damn personally. It wasn't even like they were dropping the Ascendants down to enemies! Neutrals, neutrals, they dropped the damn clan down to neutral! Being neutrals isn't the end of the world- Earth keeps spilling. Clearly the Ascendants must think otherwise with this shit! Two Sunhaveners are dead. One is half way eaten, and the other from overpowering adrenaline. The Ascendants cost them two lives- who knew at the end of the whole murder fiasco, they end up being the ones who took the lives. Buckingham almost wanted to laugh, but he fought the urge. Even though his laugh would have been full of shock, anger, and frustration, this wasn't the time and place for it.

"Fucking bastards," He hissed, ears pinned to his cranium as his light blue eyes blazed with hatred and frustration. They just can't get a break, can they? Bucky was hoping they wouldn't have to smell the Ascendants for a long, long time. He looked over towards Marina, his metal claws flexing. Bucky firmly believed that the Ascendants no longer deserved to be neutrals after this. They were asking to be enemies, and Bucky's gleaming eyes made sure to let others know what he thought without saying another word.