[A host. That's who went into the store, that was the beacon he'd followed. The buzzing connection distracts him from his task and when one of the trio steps closer to him, he acts on instinct. The pen in his right hand is thrust into the hollow of the throat of the one standing closest to him, not quite strong enough to pierce the trachea. A scream of pain fills the thoroughfare and Bucky straightens as the first stumbles back, hands clamouring about his neck.
Bucky follows up with a kick square to his chest and then the other two are on him in a heartbeat.]
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Bucky follows up with a kick square to his chest and then the other two are on him in a heartbeat.]