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sascha

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Who: Sascha & Bigby Wolf
Broadcast: n/a
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: To~~day~~night? Sometime around then.

[ There comes a time in all young vampires' lives when they venture out into ~~the world~~ space(??) on their own and start their own path. For Sascha that happens to be a rather impromptu trip to the SS Bloodsport where he knows he'll find the same grumpy, canine-smelling hunk of a man who'd lectured him on the space station only a week or so prior. How?

Because Bigby made sure to engrain it into his head before he left him at the butcher's.

He's been kicked out of a few beds by now--but not all--and it's enough to make him wonder if perhaps he ought to try a more familiar approach: that mean sneaking onto said docked ship and following his nose on board. Come out, come out, Mr. Big Bad Wolf.

It's late enough; the occupants of the Bloodsport should be tucked in for the night. ]

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Really?? [ It's like he's been promised a pony for Christmas or something when Sascha perks his head up, bright-eyed and keen. Bigby couldn't have made him happier even if he'd suddenly revealed a blood fountain for him to feed off of for the rest of all eternity. ]

Yes, really. If you keep asking, I'm throwing you out.

[He would, too.]

[ He does not doubt that for one minute. So Sascha shuts up and makes a pleased sound instead, giving him an eeeeextra long scratch before he moves to kind of hug the side of his massive head a little. Just because.

Then whisper: ]

I'll be super-quiet.

[ Not like he's being right now, when apparently even shutting up means he keeps talking at reduced volumes. ]

Don't care if you talk. Just don't make me repeat myself. I said you can stay. Means you can stay. This time.

[He's not in the habit of repeating himself. Except to Jack. You don't want to be compared to Jack, Sascha.]

[ Nobody wants to be compared to Jack, let's be honest. ]

And what about next time...? [ Is he allowed to make a return visit if he brings beer and smokes as a peace offering? ]

[Bigby doesn't really drink beer.]

Is there going to be a next time?

If you say yes....♥ [ Just Colin then dang ]

[He drinks whiskey. Scotch. Not beer.

Yes, the beer is for Colin.

Bigby sighs slightly.]

So you want to come back again.

Well...yeah. I've never been this close to an animal before! It's really nice. You're pretty nice too. [ For a giant sheriff of a wolf who keeps telling him not to act like an idiot that is. Like Sasuke has told him, his standards are low. And that isn't unfounded. ]

[Unlike many, Big has no problems being called an animal. He is.]

They can sense your hunger. It scares them. It doesn't scare me. I could eat you whole and have room for a meal.

You can tell stuff like that?? [ Colour him impressed. And a little confused as he pulls back, holding a hand to his stomach. He doesn't feel particularly hungry at the moment. Maybe it's an instinctual thing. ]

No wonder you figured me out right away, haha.

... you were eating raw fucking meat by the handful, it wasn't fucking hard to work out.

[It was a bit of a give away, that.]

I couldn't help iiiit...! It was everywhere! And it was fresh! [ How was he supposed to be able to resist all of that Bigby :c ]

Impulse. Fucking. Control.

[He will teach it if it kills one of them.]

Other ear now. Climb up on my neck.

Okay!♥ [ Happiest night. Of his. Life. Whether he's saying okay to what Bigby tells him or he's just thrilled to be able to scramble his way up there is debatable, but he will get right to work and he practically thrums with delight, working his string hands into thick fur a second time. ]

Anyway, I got fired pretty much right away after.

[Big settles in more. He carries the slight weight easily and makes a low, chuffing sound that means he likes that, please continue.]

Not surprised. I would've fired you.

[ Sascha would be so proud if he knew what that noise meant. ]

Hehe... My bad, my bad. Good thing I've got a small appetite. I never have to eat that much. [ Compared to other Newborns who are hungry more or less all the time and can't keep themselves on track if they could remember to try. Add in the teething and it's just asking for a human-shaped mess. ]

[He has a small appetite... for something the size of Bigby.]

You have an interesting definition of 'not much' for a human sized thing. Lower.

Sir yes sir~ [ Lower Bigby wants, so lower he gets. ]

Vampire. [ He may as well also clarify that right now. ]

[Yes, Big could certainly get used to this. Tiny human thing sleeping here in exchange for ear rubs. Might work.]

Human sized thing.

Well...okay yeah. I'm pretty human-sized. [ Because he was once human and that only makes sense. ]

[Big grunts. That was the point he was making. Human sized.]

Anyone got you sunglasses for those eyes?

Nah, not yet. Apparently my account's frozen or something... [ So he tries to make due by just closing his eyes and wandering around. Or squinting. It's pretty darn uncomfortable to be honest. ]

They're all frozen.

[He doesn't do gifts. He might do a loan without interest, though.]

Remind me in the morning. I have some cash you can borrow.

[ Oh, hello. Sascha actually stops scratching to push himself up proper and stare down at the wolf with big eyes (though he does keep his hands buried in his fur) ]

I will definitely remind you! [ And not spend it immediately on blood-oozing, rare steaks. Definitely not. ]