[Bucky doesn't know where he is; he only knows that he's cold, he's tired, and he's been running for days. His super soldier stamina can only maintain him for so long without proper rest and sustenance, and he's nearing his limit. Even having said things forced with drugs and fluids would be better than his current situation, with his mechanical arm nearly useless and the rest of his limbs not much better, tattered clothes barely providing any warmth.
The cool wind coming from the ocean doesn't help, and a shiver runs through him as he approaches the docks, staring at the lone ship anchored there. It's shelter, possibly food, possibly warmth. He doesn't know yet if he wants to risk that those who own it might be them--any of his pursuers, whatever their affiliation--as he thinks he'd rather starve than be captured. Despite that, his body's desperation drives him to approach and at least see what kind of people are on board.
((lol what is knowledge about ffxiv i hope this is cool??))]
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The cool wind coming from the ocean doesn't help, and a shiver runs through him as he approaches the docks, staring at the lone ship anchored there. It's shelter, possibly food, possibly warmth. He doesn't know yet if he wants to risk that those who own it might be them--any of his pursuers, whatever their affiliation--as he thinks he'd rather starve than be captured. Despite that, his body's desperation drives him to approach and at least see what kind of people are on board.
((lol what is knowledge about ffxiv i hope this is cool??))]