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!]

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[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.

[pneumo]

[ Christmas has officially come early: Hank isn't even trying to get him to use utensils! Which means he can totally use his hands right? Right??

Bigby isn't here to yell at him so that is totally what he's going to do, grabbing it up in both hands and immediately sinks his teeth into it. Sascha doesn't do the "sucking to draw blood out of the meat" thing though, instead just tearing a piece right off to chew and swallow, before going back for another. ]

[beathach]

[he - can, yes, but Hank will slide over a fork in the event he decides to want one.

Meanwhile, he turns away for a moment to grab himself and Sascha both glasses of water, then takes a seat the table, putting the glass down in front of him]

[pneumo]

[ Sascha will hum a thank you since his mouth is full, but he leves the water more or less alone until he's actually finished tearing the steak to pieces and downing it all. His first priority is licking his hands clean...followed by the plate. Only after all that does he reah for the glass and down that too. ]

Mm~

[beathach]

[Hank makes a mental note to somehow find a way to get more raw meat. He has a feeling he's signed up for something here, other than a new friendship]

Good?

[pneumo]

[ Congratulations Hank. You're a dad/boyfriend♥ ]

Super-good! I wanna order stuff like that--how do I do it???

[beathach]

[please Sascha he's a taken man]

I'm - not sure, actually. I haven't tried to order food.

[pneumo]

[ and Sasha is taken with him! ]

Never?? What do you eat if you never order food?? [ does being blue mean he never has to eat?? ]