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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[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.

[pneumo]

And if I go back with you I can meet him? [ It's more the being part of Bigby's life that Sascha's interested in than meeting Cole specifically, but. ]

[bb_wolf]

You'd have to. Everyone who joins the community meets with him. And then you agree to live by the rules of the community.

[pneumo]

And after that I'd get to stay with you and everyone else? [ People who don't die as easily as humans or vampires do, is what he means ]

[bb_wolf]

Yeah. You'd stay in Woodlands. With us Fables.

[pneumo]

And it wouldn't be weird if I was bad at being like...like a vampire and stuff. Right?

[bb_wolf]

You're not a vampire. You would just have to learn how to pretend to be human when you go out among the mortals. But we'd have lots of time to teach you.

[pneumo]

[ The reminder that he isn't a vampire makes Sascha's stomach flop unhappily, but it's smoothed over by the fact that Bigby mentions them accepting him anyway, that they'll teach him how to fit in.

He rubs his face against Bigby's fur and little more firmly. ]

You don't think they'll...care? What I am?

[bb_wolf]

No.

We have trolls, ogres, dragons, talking animals, children eating witches, fairy princesses... why do you think they'd care about what you are?

[He knows why, but he wants Sascha to really think about how other communities think of him.]

[pneumo]

[ It's a hard thing to do. The only community he's used to being aware of hates his entire existence, vampire or not. ]

I dunno... [ he fidgets with a tuft of coarse fur. ] People just always don't want me around.

[bb_wolf]

We're not people.

[Bigby certainly isn't. He just does a good impression after all this time.]

[pneumo]

I--I know... It's just...y'know. [ He's so used to it. It's been ingrained in him since Abe had died. People Hate Vampires. And even vampires don't like him. It's a hard mindset to escape. ]

[bb_wolf]

[Bigby lazily stretches, yawns and flops his front paw over Sascha, smothering him in warm fur.]

[pneumo]

Mmph--! [ Aaaand he's smothered. A little surprised and caught off-guard by it, but very quickly that turns to immense pleasure and his heart thuds happily in his chest, arms curling around the wolf's oversized toes. ]

[bb_wolf]

[Helpfully, Bigby rolls over as if to squish Sascha. He does make sure to tuck Sascha in next to his ribs, under his arm so that while 'squished', he's not being crushed.]

[pneumo]

[ Sooo...a cuddle, right? 100% definitely a cuddle ]

[bb_wolf]

[Squishing-not-crushing, definitely not a cuddle Sascha, god. Clearly not a cuddle.

yeah, it's a cuddle]

[pneumo]

I like you.




[ He loves you. It's muffled, tiny, and only Bigby could possibly hear it but. Sascha adores him, and he's so happy Bigby's awake and there with him again. ]

[bb_wolf]

[Bigby wriggles and smooshes Sascha a bit.]

[pneumo]

[ Which naturally prompts Sascha to mumble all that over again. He really really likes you, Bigby. Guess how much ]