driftfleet | SS Bloodsport : The Mingle Edition

[Bigby nods.]

You're a predator. You don't have to be an asshole, and not liking causing pain is fine. You're strong enough to outright break necks, like me.

[Bigby doesn't like hurting animals. They haven't done anything to deserve it. Sentient beings are often another matter.

Like Gren and Woody. Assholes.]

[ Gren is a cantankerous old guy, it's true. ]

I wish I could eat people food...that'd be way easier.

Throw it back up again?

No way...! I hate throwing up! It's the worst! [ Guess who tried to eat human food when he thought he was human? :c this guy. He knows aaaall about being sick off that stuff. ]

That sucks. Would be easier to keep you fed if you could eat other food, but I guess you're just a carnivore.

[Bigby lives on chinese take out at home, because it's cheap and easy. His stipend is virtually nothing.]

[ Needs more ham hock :c ]

Well...for now! When I mature it'll be blood only, no more meat.

[Bacon is his breakfast specialty.]

Because you're young.

[He's not young. Bigby can smell it, it rattles his whiskers, Sascha is so very young but he is not.]

Yep, hehe... It's kinda nice! At least this way I can eat meat. [ Or so he thinks. He has no idea that he'll always be this way and never 'mature' the way a vampire will. ]

A lotta the really old guys think it's gross.

[Bigby shrugs.]

I'm older than them. And the way you eat usually is gross to humans. It's messy.

The one planet in this place I've been to was this wilderness with the biggest fucking prey I've seen in years. It's been centuries since I could actually glut myself.

Maybe we'll find something to hunt at the next planet.

You really think so??? That'd be great.... [ Even if truly, he isn't much of a hunter. He can stull give it his all though! Like he is with cutting his meat up, and he's almost at the halfway point now. ]

Yeah. If there's big prey, I can bring something down. See if I can get Remus out on the full moon for another hunt.

If it's small prey, We might have to hunt more.

Who's Remus??

Young werewolf on another ship. I haven't seen much of him, but he's having a lot of problems with his wolf. The wolf, Moony, is unsocialised and been allowed to grow up without having someone teach him how to act.

...Like me!

Somewhat.

[Not dissimilar. Dammit, he hadn't even realised that.]

Except for the werewolf part anyway...

Except that.

But you are both predators.

Nice predators? [ How much like Sascha is Moody? ]

Moony isn't a nice predator. He's a werewolf. A poorly socialised one. He'll learn.

Remus is a nice guy, though.

I've never met a real werewolf before though, I don't know what they're like. [ Sascha hums a little, chewing on the end of his fork. ]

Are they big like you?

No. They're normally a bit bigger than regular wolves, but not huge, not like me.

There isn't any other wolf like me.

Also, you've had half. You can eat the rest how you want.

--!!! Thank you! [ Heck yes. He's going to forget all about asking on wolves in favour of hastily dropping his cutlery and grabbing the warmed meat with both hands, hastily bringing it to his mouth so he can sink his fangs right into it and start gnawing. ]

[Bigby is fair. He wants to eat the same way, but his human teeth just aren't made for it, and he can't shift in this space.]

You don't have to gulp it. It's not going anywhere, no one's going to take it away.

Aye 'oow, b'rrh hhn' ih! [ Talking with his mouth full: something else he needs to learn not to do. ]

No.

[It's said firm and sharp, but not angry.]

Finish your mouthful, then speak. You're incomprehensible if you speak with food in your mouth. Also, you waste food was spraying it about.

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