may mingle (blameless!)

[revivo]

Who: Blameless crew + visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Aboard the Blameless
When: May

[time to get your mingle on, people lacking blame and friends!]

Comments

[beathach]

[if Hank wasn't tech savvy and hadn't already gotten an explanation on how that works, he wouldn't have a clue either, save for the augment.

But he explains it as simply and easy as he can regardless of the augment]

[pneumo]

[ Bless u, Hank. Because that explanation probably consists of "press the red button" or "press the green" button. ]

[beathach]

[it is absolutely that kind of explanation. Given patiently, because he totally understands how this stuff can be confusing]

Thank you.

[pneumo]

[ And this is why Hank gets 5 gold stars as his rating. SASCHA-APPROVED. ]

You're welcome~!

[beathach]

[the best approval]

Ah - do you want something to eat or drink? Since we're in here.

[pneumo]

[ HANK....♥ ]

--! R, really?? You wouldn't mind?

[beathach]

No? Why would I?

[pneumo]

Well...'cause! People don't like feeding me!

[beathach]

[his eyebrows furrow. That's so - strange?]

Why is that?

[pneumo]

I sorta eat...raw meat. And stuff.

[beathach]

[. . . no reaction]

And stuff?

[pneumo]

Blood. Bones. Organs....

[beathach]

[he tilts his head]

Ah. Are you a vampire? Or - something similar to that?

[he's so used to this]

[pneumo]

[ he is super used to this, and even though he's supposed to keep it a secret, the fact that Hank goes right for vampire makes him think that maybe, they might just come from the same world. ]

Y, yeah...!

[beathach]

[when you do a stint in another world with titans and gods and all manners of different types, vampires is a welcome difference.

He does smile a little] If it's a secret, I won't tell. Do you have - uh, a way to get the sort of food you need?

[pneumo]

I'm not supposed to tell anyone...but, um. I guess if you already know about them it's okay! [ Right?? Bigby hopefully won't be too mad. ]

I usually get raw meat from the freezer.

[beathach]

Technically you didn't tell me, I took a guess. [look he's helpful. And if anyone's good at secrets it's Hank]

Alright. Well - if we have any, you're welcome to some if you're hungry.

[pneumo]

You're the best...! [ Hope you're ready to get hugged Hank, because Sascha's pretty much flinging himself at you here. Any offer of free food is deeply appreciated. ]

[beathach]

[HE IS NOT READY but he takes it like a champ - and awkwardly pats Sascha's shoulder in return. Gosh, who knew being polite would get this reaction]

Er, thank you?

[pneumo]

[ It is warranted when 90% of the people you meet back home want you dead for being a vampire :c or at least appearing like one. ]

Thank you thank youuuu, thank you~!

[beathach]

[that's terrible. Hank understands that, though. Mutants aren't popular, either]

Heh - calm down, you're welcome. Come on, let's see what's in the fridge.

[pneumo]

Okay~~~ [ He's practically going sing-song here over this Hank, you know not what you have dooooone. He'll be right on Big Blue's heels, practically humming. ]

[beathach]

[he knows exactly what he's done, he's being a GOOD PERSON and FEEDING SOMEONE WHO IS HUNGRY and okay maybe some of his teacher instincts are kickig in. Or his shoddy older brother ones, who knows.

But he heads over to the fridge and - aha. He pulls out some raw meat and tries to find a plate]

We're in luck.

[pneumo]

[ He may as well be throwing it into a void with how impossibly huge Sascha's appetite is, but he lights up at the sight of fresh food, practically sparkling as he leans forward on the kitchen's island. ]

And it's really okay for me to eat it???

[beathach]

[he sets the plate in front of Sascha, eyebrows raised]

Go for it.