[It's late when Renart comes by Bucky's place. She's been out all day - since early this morning, in fact - and when she does she's an anxious mess. Her tail is curled tightly around herself and she bangs on the door, not at all concerned about being impolite. There isn't really any time to be polite when she's dealing with an emergency.]
Bucky? Bucky!
[She isn't sure who else to go to. Undertaker? She isn't really speaking to him. Maybe Gabriel or Royce or, hell, even Sherlock and John if Bucky isn't home.]
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Bucky? Bucky!
[She isn't sure who else to go to. Undertaker? She isn't really speaking to him. Maybe Gabriel or Royce or, hell, even Sherlock and John if Bucky isn't home.]