ss bloodsport mingle

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Who: ss bloodsport + visitors
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Action: ss bloodsport
When:

( mingle, mingle, mingle? )

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[pneumo]

[ Sascha swallows thickly. ]

Do you really think that I'm...? [ A thousand? That old? He doesn't even having memories going back that far, he couldn't possibly be that old. ]

[bb_wolf]

I have no idea, pup. You're older than you think, I know that. But if that's a hundred years or a thousand, I really don't know.

[One big paw gently knocks Sascha in the super soft fur near Bigby's jaw and ear, where it's warmest and softest.]

[pneumo]

[ It's a place he doesn't very often get to touch, let alone go--so Sascha's quick to bury his face in it despite his initial surprise as his heart thumps a pounds inside his chest like a caged animal. ]

I just want to be like everyone else....

[bb_wolf]

[The way Bigby is curled, it means Sascha's completely wrapped in wolf, snout one side, shoulder the other.]

You're not. You never will be. That's not good or bad. It just is.

[pneumo]

[ This is a hug, isn't it. This is a wolfy hug. ]

But I don't want it to be. [ he curls in a bit closer, as if hiding his face in Bigby will somehow change things. ] I don't wan to be something else--I just...

[bb_wolf]

Life is rarely about what we want, just learning to live and be content with what is.

You're not like humans or vampires. You are a lot like a Fable.

[pneumo]

Can I just pretend to be a Fable then...

[ Then he can be like Bigby. He doesn't have to be on his own in some weird monster-limbo, and he won't have to think about it ever again. ]

[bb_wolf]

If you want.

[Bigby really doesn't care. Sascha can call himself a Fable.]

[pneumo]

[ He might not care, but the concession means a lot to him all the same and he hugs Bigby tighter for it.

And then he mumbles, entirely sincere: ]

Thank you, Bigby.

[bb_wolf]

You're welcome, pup.