video/action: Bloodsport OTA

[bb_wolf]

Who: Bigby and anyone listening
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the Bloodsport
When: Now

[Having been unconscious for two weeks, when Bigby woke up he had promptly decided to take a couple of days to sleep it off. It's only now, after a shower and some food that he bothers to take to the comm.

He's in the shuttle bay, where his massive bulk fits best.]

I was thinking about starting some kind of immortals evening. Get together. Bitch about how things have changed over the last couple of centuries. Commiserate with others who get the whole 'living for fucking ages' thing, if that's what floats your boat.

Just finding it weird, being surrounded by so many mortals. Fables keep themselves to themselves. No point making friends with mortals for us. Anyone interested?

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[bb_wolf]

I'm not saying we should. Just that if you can die, it'd probably take something like that. Star. Black hole. Something.

[pneumo]

What about you? You're way tougher than I am...

[bb_wolf]

Same, probably.

Been told silver would kill me. Maybe being beheaded by a magic axe. But I was shot up with silver once. Hurt like fuck, but didn't kill me. Didn't even scar.

[pneumo]

Ohh, that's right... You don't have any of those really! [ He would know, considering the number of times they've showered in the same room together now. ]

[bb_wolf]

I have one.

[Exactly one, from the magic knife sliced into his flank.]

Most Fables don't scar easily. But I'm different.

[Tougher. More powerful. Archetypal.]

[pneumo]

You're the strongest~ [ So sayeth the Sheol-in-denial. ]

[bb_wolf]

You're always good for the ego.

[He rubs the top of his damp nose under Sascha's chin.]

[pneumo]

[ And it has him fairly-well beaming, smile spread wide across his face until he can't help but crack a grin, chuckling. ]

I missed you~~

[bb_wolf]

I was just unconscious. For some unknown reason. Fucking Atroma.

Least I didn't go anywhere.

[pneumo]

I was worried you might go back home... [ "Without me." ]

[bb_wolf]

Still here.

[He moves his paw so he can stretch out on his side. There's space for Sascha to snuggle under a front leg.]

[pneumo]

[ He'll do just that, crawling his way over and tucking into the warm, rough fur. It's abrasive, but familiar and comforting. ]

...'m really glad you didn't go anywhere.

[bb_wolf]

[Not the super soft puppy fluff, real fur for surviving weather conditions that barely existed outside the Homelands.]

Yeah. Me too, pup.

[pneumo]

[ He did like the fluff, but...this is pretty nice too. ]

Heh. [ Hearing that name brings a flood of warmth to Sascha's chest, burying his face into the wolf's fur temporarily in a happy sort of nuzzle. Really it's more like he's just rubbing his face on him. ]

If you ever do...go home...can I go with you?

[bb_wolf]

[No. You can't, because that's not how Atroma works, not how this whole deal works, they go home and never remember, except maybe in dreams that fade just before waking up.]

Yeah, course you can.

[Bigby learned lessons about lying well.]

[pneumo]

[ It's exactly what he needs to hear in the wake of Bigby's coma. The comfort it provides, however false, is more reassuring than any portion of the truth could've been. ]

And I can stay with all the Fables and you?

[bb_wolf]

Yeah. Woodlands is pretty packed, but you can stay in my apartment. It's small, but it's got hot running water.

[pneumo]

I've never had running water before coming to space~ I always used the river or lakes.

[bb_wolf]

Yeah, not surprised.

Well, there's hot, running water. And baths. And a swimming pool, so I'll teach you to swim.

[Why not, while they were living the fantasy?]

[pneumo]

--Really?? [ Sascha lifts his head, already starting to wiggle restlessly with excitement. He can manage a shabby dog paddle if needed, but actual swimming? That he's always wanted to try. ]

[bb_wolf]

Yeah. I swim a lot at home. Go up to the penthouse roof and swim for an hour.

[pneumo]

What's a penthouse...?

[bb_wolf]

It's the fancy apartment right up the top of a building. Best view, no one disturbing you...

It's where our Mayor lives.

[pneumo]

You have a Fable-mayor??? Cool... Does he do important Fable-stuff?

[bb_wolf]

Of course we do. King Cole. It's his job to be charming and friendly, keep the community together and not tearing itself apart.