[This...is decidedly not where he fell asleep last night. Isn't the familiar plain white ceiling of an apartment he's still struggling to call home. The air isn't tinged with cigarette smoke, and the covers are decidedly free from black fur. And yet despite how wrong the whole situation is, his only reaction at first is to squeeze his eyes shut all over again. Is to try and block out the light that feels like laser boring in to his head. The urge to vomit is there, despite knowing he hasn't eaten in more than a day. But with the way his vision swirls when he finally tries to blink his eyes back open again, well...

Maybe that's a lie. Maybe he's just forgotten whatever he got up to yesterday. And if that's the case, where the hell is he?

Heading out the room only serves to confuse him further. There's a sense of deja-vu creeping up on him that he's wholly uncomfortable with addressing. There's pictures on the walls, plush carpet beneath his feet. An age to the building that's entirely unlike anything he's seen in this city before.

(City? No. It was a house, wasn't it? A mansion. With an estate...)

There's no chance to question it further though. Not once the scent of freshly cooked bacon hits his nose. And in no time whatsoever, he has a plate full of food that he's practically inhaling even before he's taken a seat at the table. Who cares how classy this place is. He's hungry.

Hope it doesn't put you off your own meal, pal.]

[Inevitably, after he's filled his stomach, Bucky heads out in to the grounds, wanting to try and get a better idea of just where he is. The fact he isn't stopped at the door does come as a surprise to him. Doubly so when his lack of a cuff goes ignored. (His mark is gone. So clearly they must have changed his designation, right?)

One quick lap of the grounds, and then he's making a beeline for the fence. Or rather, the spot a few feet away from it where he ends up doubling over as he tries his best not to empty the contents of his stomach. Each step closer makes the feeling worse. And even once he's close enough to curl his fingers around the bars of the fence, to crush them in his grip, he ends up abruptly backing away. Ends up trying to put space between himself and the fence far more quickly than his feet allow.

Which is how he ends up stumbling into the warm body behind him. How he ends up wrapping his hands round their arms and pressing the top of his head to their chest as he stares down at the grass between them. As he tries to remember how to breathe.

Give him a moment. He's figure out how awkward this is soon enough.]

[Having to dress up for a party isn't exactly new to him. Nor is having the choice of clothing picked out for him either. The style, however- Being able to actually cover up is a new one. Even if it clearly isn't a style shared by everybody currently milling around the grounds. But if he really needed more proof that this isn't the same city he was once forced to call home, the fact he doesn't feel like he's being watched at every moment certainly gives it away. Leaves him a whole lot more relaxed than he's used to.

Of course, it probably also helps that he's already on his third glass of whatever it is he's drinking. Something a damn sight sweeter than anything he'd usually pick, but strong enough to hit the spot. And leaves him loose enough not to question it as a plate full of something that's supposedly cake is thrust into his hands, and devoured just as quickly. Free food is free food, and he's done living on an empty stomach. No matter how the food might look.

Though when he ends up chomping down on a diamond that'd snuck its way into the frosting of his cake, the rest of his plate ends up being abandoned. And instead, it's back to a liquid diet again. One he's all too happy to turn to as he starts making his way around the grounds again, his gaze narrowing in on the human-shaped cake that someone's slicing in to.

Is that what he'd been eating?]

Still not completely sure whether Bucky's coming in as a CRAU from Duplicity or not. But for the purposes of the TDM, I'm going with yes. His canon point is pre-FATWS, despite the icons. (He's getting an update soon). There's also the added bonus of him being a literal white wolf too, thanks to a city event turning him in to a werewolf. But it's 100% emotion driven and is easily avoidable.