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!]

Comments

[bb_wolf]

[Bigby has no idea if this is good, bad, or simply a thing.

He settles on it sure is a thing.]

This mean you have your own room on here now?

Why did they move you? You know?

[Was this to do with the over crowding on some ships?]

[pneumo]

I have no idea! Maybe they new how comfy you were and did it to be nice. [ That's...totally his reasoning there, yep. ]

[bb_wolf]

...

[You're getting the stink eye, Sascha.]

[pneumo]

.....Orrrrrr I could have maybe asked a little bit to be closer to you. Maybe.

[bb_wolf]

[Better. And more likely.]

Surprised you didn't ask to be transferred closer to Ramse, given he's feeding you.

[pneumo]

--!! How did you know??? [ He didn't tell anyone about that, but then again maybe Ramse did? ]

[bb_wolf]

[Bigby looks at him and raises an eyebrow.]

I know lots of things. I was a sheriff. You didn't answer my question.

[pneumo]

Oh...um. I dunno. I mean, sometimes I can stay with him. And Celeste! [ But those two kind of also sleep together in a way they don't sleep with Sascha, herpaderp. ] You were just the first one I thought of?

[bb_wolf]

Just surprised. Would've thought you'd like to be near him for good access.

[pneumo]

W, well I'd like to...but I can't have that much blood from him! He was dizzy after giving me just a little! [ Sascha stands, rubbing the back of his neck. ] I feel bad...

[bb_wolf]

Hm.

[Bigby is not going to volunteer. He has no idea what his blood is like, or what it would do.]

You should try and find a series of donors.

[pneumo]

D, d-donors....?? But--why would a human ever do that?? [ No human he's ever known would willingly impart their blood to one of them. It's just...well, not done. Ever. Not without some kind of deal. ]

[bb_wolf]

Because they like you. They want to help. They're fundamentally nice. Lots of reasons.

Don't ask me. I have no idea what my blood would do to you.

[pneumo]

I think wolf blood is probably okay... I mean, they're animals and I eat those. [ technically speaking. Sascha misses the part where Bigby isn't really a regular "animal wolf" in his train of thought however. ]

[bb_wolf]

I'm not just a wolf. I'm a Fable. And a wereman.

[pneumo]

Aww, your beard mode isn't that bad♥ [ Beard mode = human form, I'm so sorry Bigby. ]

It's okay though. I'm really not that hungry!

[bb_wolf]

... what?

[He has no fucking idea what that's meant to mean.]

[pneumo]

I don't get hungry that often! [ Again, riiiiight over his head. ]

[bb_wolf]

Beard mode? Or whatever you called it. What the fuck does that mean?

[pneumo]

Ohhhh--'cause you have a beard right now! And human♥

[bb_wolf]

... this isn't a beard. This is scruff.

[He rolls his shoulders, letting himself slip a bit into his other skin. Brilliant eyes, heavier bulk, jutting fangs and furred face.]

This? Not a beard either, but closer. Closer to fur than hair, which means it's not a beard.

[pneumo]

But it still looks like one... And I can't grow one like that! Even if it isn't a real beard. [ Sascha grins a tad childishly, leaning over a bit so he can inspect it behind his ridiculous shades. ] Do you ever shave?

[bb_wolf]

Well, if you're dead, no. You wouldn't grow hair.

[He isn't getting up from his nest of pillows. He's just as comfortable in this shape as any other that isn't him.]

Course I do. Every couple of days.

[pneumo]

So it's kiiiind of like a beard then. [ Maybe...just maybe, Bigby will let him encroach then and sit down in front of him, only a few feet off. ]

[bb_wolf]

[Well, he's not stopping him or making growly noises.

He does shift back to being properly human, though, with just his shadow of a beard.]

It still isn't a beard.