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[pneumo]

Who: Sascha
Broadcast: Audio
Action: Bloodsport/Iskaulit
When: Few days after that partay

[ So while the party was great and all and Sascha had an amazing time, talking and actually getting to dance with a few people, it seems as though his happy days are at an end. Because only a few days after the fun of the party there's an ache in his jaw. Kind of like an itch, but sore; and while he ignores it the first "day" (his night), by the time he wakes up at 'sundown' it's a full-blown throb of discomfort, accompanied by the need to chew on everything.

And a spike in his appetite. Which is why, although he usually only replies to network posts, Sascha decides to make one of his own. To complain. ]

My...teeth...huuuuurt. [ Or whine. Whichever, really. ] And I'm hungry. I want meat--meaaaaattttttt...!

[ BITCH BITCH BITCH etc. ]

[ Sascha is being a right menace to everything and anything not nailed down. Why? Because all that pain he's going through right now...is teething. And while normally his fangs are actually smaller than normal and just about human-sized, they've extended themselves to full length in preparation to grow in the new fangs underneath.

Which means he's been chewing on pretty much everything with them. Pots, pans, rocks, benches, beds, doors, shoes...anything he can get his teeth on. Heck he's even been chewing on himself a little to try and ease the ache.

For the most part though? He can be found gnawing--pretty much anywhere--and it may or may not be on something of yours. 6u9 ]

Comments

[pneumo]

[ Maybe may as well be yes to Sascha anyway, so he looks bright and perky for the answer, grinning a bit as he follows close behind. And maybe chews on the end of one finger a little. ]

Oh, oh~ Remember how I went to the dance??

[bb_wolf]

Sure.

[ He remembers Sascha saying something about it. He knows it happened. ]

[pneumo]

I actually got to dance with people...! Like, a lot! [ Three or four even] And they didn't think it was gross♥

[bb_wolf]

You had fun, then?

[pneumo]

Uh-huh! Lots and lots! I mean, I had a huge headache after from the light and I couldn't eat anything there, but aside from that... It was the best night of my life!

[bb_wolf]

Less great on the headache, but I'm glad you had fun. You get to dance with Kitty?

[pneumo]

Uh-huh~ [ And he looks especially happy about that. They had a bit of a Moment together, and he's especially attached to her for it now. ]

I didn't step on her once.

[bb_wolf]

Even better. I hear that's a problem when dancing, stepping on feet.

[pneumo]

Yeah, I did it a lot when we first started practising...

[bb_wolf]

As I say, I hear that's normal. Having never learned myself, I can't offer a personal experience.

[pneumo]

[ Sascha stops dead in his tracks when he hears that, looking at Bigby in surprise. ]

--You can't dance??

[bb_wolf]

Nope.

[ Bigby keeps walking, wandering into the engine room. ]

I'm a fucking wolf, why would I know how to dance?

[pneumo]

I...I don't know... But you seem like you know everything! [ Sascha hurries to catch up after him, still fretting over this new revelation. ]

[bb_wolf]

Nope. Can't dance. Don't know which fork to use for a big fancy dinner, either. I was trained to pretend to be human in puritan country, which meant simple foods and minimal music.

[ He starts poking about, looking for something that might work. ]

[pneumo]

Who're the puritans? [ He'll follow up, trying not to get in the way but starting to chew on himself a lot more. It's hard to get the pressure he wants without breaking skin, but he's trying. ]

[bb_wolf]

Stop. That.

[ Bigby tosses him a wrench to chew on. ]

They were religious lunatics.

[pneumo]

Wah-- [ There's a moment where he'll fumble to catch it and avoid being hit, but once he's got it, Sascha will...pretty much start on it right away. ]

Oh... That doesthn't so-- [ Right. No mouths full while talking. Sascha quickly pulls the wrench out for a moment. ]

Err--that doesn't sound very fun.

[bb_wolf]

[Bigby keeps ransacking for something appropriate and ends up with a sealant which he makes a ball out of and comes back with.]

Do not eat it. It's a stop gap measure, but it might help, give you some resistance.

[pneumo]

...... [ It's a ball. That Bigby made and gave to him--that's practically a present. ]

I won't eat it! I'll take good care of it~! [ You know, while he's tearing it to pieces with his mouth. ]

[bb_wolf]

Don't take care of it, just use it as you need to.

[pneumo]

Oh...right, haha.

.....Can I use it right now?

[bb_wolf]

That's why I fucking gave it to you.

[Said without any actual heat.]

[pneumo]

[ And that's why he likes♥ Bigby barks a lot, but rarely bites. He tolerates him, and even helps him out with stuff like this--so Sascha's more than bright and perky as he starts to gnaw down on his new 'gift', making a happy sound at the relief it brings. ]

[bb_wolf]

Come on, we better clear off before the engineer finds us poking about.

[pneumo]

Ohh'aaay~~~ [ Maybe Bigby will let that one slip--he's got his upper left fangs stuck in the thing already. ]