10-30-2018, 12:42 AM
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."
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."
[glow=white,2,300]show no mercy, for you shall receive none[/glow]
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