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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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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. ]

For sunglasses. You spend it on anything else, I will charge you fucking interest.

And kick you out of here.

S...s-sunglasses only, I promise. [ Interest he doesn't mind. Losing the softest sleeping partner he's yet to find? No way. That isn't worth food he isn't hungry for, not by a long shot. ]

[Yeah, Big has worked that one out. He's got a way to make Sascha focus and attempt to behave.]

Good. I can't afford to feed me, I can't afford to feed you as well.

Th-that's why I said... I don't have a very big appetite...!

Comparatively.

[Bigby does have a big appetite. Even for his size. But he can go on much, much less and often does.]

Especially compared to other Newborn vampires. You should see those guys eat... They're bottomless pits!

Mm-hm.

[Big isn't going to go puncturing his beliefs right now.]

[ Good man, Bigby♥ ]

Hey...do wolves teethe? [ Cue him flopping back down atop Big Bad Wolf's neck again, mostly to bury his face in that soft fur. ]

Yes. Puppies teethe. They also mouth their parents and siblings, it's a nursing behavior. It's why you need to give them chew toys if they're domestic puppies.

You start trying to teethe on me, I will teethe back.

[He yawns casually. His fangs are as long as some people's forearms.]

No thanks~ [ Bigby would snap him in half with that maw. ] I'd never get through your fur. I just wanted to know if you did it like we do!

We do.

You're not teething. Your teeth look settled.

Yes they are♥ I'm glad you noticed! [ He sounds very proud of this fact and starts scratching again as a reward, humming. ] I was a little slow there, but now they're all good.

Or, you might be like a shark. They endlessly grow teeth.

...Wait, sharks seriously do that??

Yep. They grow row after row of teeth. And when one breaks or comes out, the next in line just replaces it.

That so weird... I don't think any vampire does that. [ None that he's met, anyway. ]

[Big shrugs. It's a motion that makes his whole body roll in a slow undulation.]

[ Which makes Sascha wobble a little, but the sound he lets out is more pleased than anything. He's more than happy to just lie the side of his face down against the other's pelt, humming again. ]

[Big settles down slowly, huffing softly and starting to doze off.]

[ That'll make two of them then, although Sascha tries to stay up a little longer to continue scratching and running his fingers through Bigby's fur. The motion goes from purposeful to idle, to sluggish and distracted as he finally starts to doze off himself. It doesn't take very long, but once he's out he is o u t.

Best not!dad in the world, Bigby. ]

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