because no one should go hungry

[nostraightlines]

Who: Ramse, Sascha, Bigby + any curious Starstruck
Broadcast: n/a
Action: the Starstruck
When: now

[ It's been about two weeks since Ramse first met Sascha and he figures the kid's probably hungry again. But after all that talk of venom, he's doing things his way. He's talked his way into some medical equipment and draws his own blood into a thermos he bought on the space station, then sends Sascha a private message:

Sascha, meet me outside the Starstruck again.

That should be curiosity-inducing enough to get the puppypire to scoot on over.

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[nostraightlines]

[ No question whose door that is. Ramse quirks an eyebrow and stands from where he was resting in bed to open it.

And there stands a guy he's never seen.

Uh. ]

Yeah?

[bb_wolf]

[Bigby is, in many ways, unremarkable. He's solidly built, but hardly a mass of muscle. He's not quite what many people would call average height and there's an aura of menace about him at odds to his surprisingly normal appearance.]

I'm here about Sascha.

[nostraightlines]

...Bigby? Just guessin' here.

[ He's not letting you in yet. What exactly do you want? ]

[bb_wolf]

Yeah. Bigby.

I'm making sure you're not doing something stupid with Sascha. Because he's an idiot who doesn't think anything through and I don't know you.

[nostraightlines]

What's 'something stupid'? I just fed him.

[ But he's letting Bigby in because he doesn't want this conversation overheard just yet. ]

Is there some reason I shouldn't?

[bb_wolf]

[Which was what Bigby wanted from the start. He stepped in, taking in details fast and turning to face the stranger.]

I know. I smelt it on him. Something stupid is letting him near your throat, because I watched him eat an entire roast raw because he didn't have the impulse control to wait until he wasn't in public.

[nostraightlines]

[ Ramse's sitting back down and sipping juice as he listens. Does he look stupid? Because he's not. ]

I didn't let him bite me, I drew the blood with a med kit.

[bb_wolf]

[Bigby relaxes ever so slightly.]

A lot of people get stupid notions about vampires. I don't know you. I wanted to check. Because he could hurt a human without meaning to.

[He's not protecting Sascha from himself. He just doesn't want to deal with Sascha's tears making his fur grimy.]

[nostraightlines]

My notion was that I didn't want to deal with the venom he talked about. And I've seen him eat once before, he can really tear into things. I've got enough scars. [ Realtalk tho. ] But I also can't watch anyone go hungry when there's something I can do. And no one else here is feeding him... this seemed to work.

[bb_wolf]

You do know he's always hungry, right?

[Bigby's fairly sure it isn't a lack of blood. It's something else in Sascha, that just hungers.]

You're being safe, it's not my business. I just wanted to know I wasn't going to be cleaning up bodies. Not that I think he'd leave much of a body if he got going.

[nostraightlines]

...I didn't. But there's a difference between being hungry and going hungry. It's been two weeks since I last fed him, he needs to eat sometimes.

[ It's concerning, but Ramse's still pretty sure he's got a handle on things. For now, anyway. ]

There won't be a body or a lack of one. I'm armed. I had my gun on him the whole time in case he flipped out at human blood or something.

[bb_wolf]

He eats. Bloodied meat, mostly, from what I've seen.

[There's a brief twitch of Bigby's mouth that might be amusement.]

Of course. You had your gun.

[nostraightlines]

That's what I got him last time.... what. You don't think a gun will be enough?

[bb_wolf]

I don't know. But I doubt it. Most creatures like him shrug off a bullet like it's nothing. Hollow point might slow him down.

[nostraightlines]

It's some space laser thing... they took my weapons from home off me when I got here.

[bb_wolf]

Huh.

[Bigby shrugs.]

No idea how that'll work.

[nostraightlines]

Well, it's what I've got. He didn't flip out, though, it was just a precaution.

[bb_wolf]

Good.

[It isn't obvious, but Bigby has relaxed a bit. This guy seems sensible and friendly and he's helping look after the idiot vampire. He gets mentally moved to the 'punch out a guy trying to fight him' list.]

What's your name?

[nostraightlines]

Ramse.

[ Have a hand to shake, buddy. His grip is strong and warm. ]

[bb_wolf]

[Bigby shakes. He doesn't engage in asshole games of trying to crush hands. Just a regular, polite, firm grip.]

Bigby Wolf. SS Bloodsport. Also, is the dog alive after losing that blood?

[nostraightlines]

[ Neither does Ramse. That's for jerks. ]

The dog's on the mend, no worries. We decided to keep it.

[bb_wolf]

[Insecure jerks.]

Fair enough.

Be careful with Sascha. I don't want him getting hurt. And if you tell him that, I will deny it.

[nostraightlines]

I don't want him getting hurt either. I'll keep it quiet.

He knows you care about him, though.

[bb_wolf]

Dammit. I figured he wouldn't bother thinking about it.

I'm trying to teach him to fucking think before speaking or acting. Looks like he might actually be putting a few seconds into things.

[nostraightlines]

I don't know how successful thinking before speaking is, but he's definitely thinking. Maybe I just ask the right questions.

It's not a bad thing that he knows. I don't think that kid's gotten much kindness before.