Bigby Wolf (
bb_wolf) wrote in
driftfleet2016-03-11 08:40 pm
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SS Bloodsport : The Mingle Edition
Who: Anyone!
Broadcast: NO!
Action: The Bloodsport
When: Now! Soon! Whenever!
[The pilot isn't living on the ship, the Captain is still a weirdo and civilians nearly outnumber other augments. Welcome to the Bloodsport mingle!]
Broadcast: NO!
Action: The Bloodsport
When: Now! Soon! Whenever!
[The pilot isn't living on the ship, the Captain is still a weirdo and civilians nearly outnumber other augments. Welcome to the Bloodsport mingle!]

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Yeah, well. You need to know how to pretend to be one them. Get in the corner, I need space.
[And he's less likely to accidentally squash Sascha if he's there.]
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You're the first one to really help though♥
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[There's disbelief in it. He knows about Ramse, Sascha. He just hasn't said anything.
And then he shakes himself out, curling as he grows to fit himself into his space. This time, he twists onto his back, legs pointing to the ceiling and belly exposed.]
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Yeah! Usually people just tell me I'm weird and stuff. [ But of man, exposed belly--Sascha can't resist trying to climb his way over there in an attempt to clamber his way up onto Bigby's stomach. ]
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You're weird because you don't know any other way to be.
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Belly rub?
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[One giant paw bats at Sascha, not trying to move him, just checking he is where he thinks he is. Hard to see lying like this, with closed eyes.]
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Just tell me where~
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He tolerantly lets Sascha play with his paw pads for a few moments. His paws are thickly furred, designed to spread his weight in snowdrifts and on forest floors.
He gently, for him, pushes Sascha to where he wants.]
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As much as he is a predator, Sascha still likes animals. And loves having this kind of opportunity as he works his nails in as best they can and scratches. ]
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He does let himself doze though. He's warm, he's full, he's not comfortable but he's in his own space with things that smell like him.
He gets far enough into sleep to start making those soft wuffling noises.]
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It's his 'daytime' so Sascha isn't all that sleepy, but he's happy to be able to do this sort of thing for Bigby while he can. He'll alternate between scratches and just generally running his fingers through the wolf's hair, before he finally stretches his arms out in front of him and flattens down against the large wolf.
There he watches his quietly for several moments, before finally murmuring; ]
Thank-you, Bigby.
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