SS Bloodsport : The Mingle Edition

[bb_wolf]

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!]

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[bb_wolf]

[Honestly, he's probably enjoying it more. Big enjoys it, but it's very vulnerable and he has trouble relaxing with people he's known less than a couple of centuries.

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.]

[pneumo]

[ It's the first time he's gotten anything like that out of the Fable before, so for a moment Sascha's not exactly sure what to do with it. He slows a little, but quickly figures out that it's not a bad sound--so he keeps it up.

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.

[bb_wolf]

[If Big is awake enough to hear, he gives no indication of it and just keeps softly snoring.]