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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[aigue]

You're a lone wolf, what do people expect?

Not that foxes are sociable creatures, but I've had a few hundred years with a couple of close friends. [Two. She has two close friends.] And a lot less with a mate.

[bb_wolf]

I fake it fairly well when I have to.

[Or can be bothered.]

I have a friend or two. I have Colin. And... maybe Blue and Snow.

[For what he is, that's fairly good.]

>private

[aigue]

[She's just going to switch this over to private.]

Snow White, I assume? Who are the other two?

[bb_wolf]

[Sure, why not private?]

Boy Blue, he's the office boy.

And Colin. He's one of the three little pigs. He routinely sneaks up to my place and drinks all my booze and smokes all my cigarettes. Steals my couch.

[aigue]

Ah. [That one makes sense. Colin? Colin gets her chuckling.]

The Big Bad Wolf is friends with one of the pigs? That's amazing!

[bb_wolf]

Straw house. Colin's not the brightest, but he's also not evil like his cousins are.

[Posey and Dun... Bigby's uneasy about them. Especially Dun.]

I'm not who I was back in the sentient being eating days.

[aigue]

Clearly. I imagine it must be hard not to indulge in fresh pork. I can't say I give Chauntecleer the same amount of leeway.

[bb_wolf]

Colin's been staying with me for years on an off. The worst I've ever done is offer him bacon for breakfast.

[As Colin says, he's the living proof of Bigby's redemption. The pig he tried to tear up and eat, who had helped boil him alive, living in the Big Bad Wolf's apartment with him, unmolested.]

[aigue]

I could go for some bacon right now.

[Sigh.]

Well, if I run into any talking pigs I'll hold off on eating them.

[Because she isn't stupid, she doesn't particularly want to piss off the giant-Fairy-Tale-Fable-wolf.]

[bb_wolf]

Mm.

Bacon.

I seriously doubt Colin'll turn up. He's not entertaining enough for these weirdoes running the joint.

[aigue]

You never know. A talking pig might be good for the ratings.

[bb_wolf]

... We have talking animals.

Colin's none-too bright either. Not compared to his cousins. Not compared to Dun.

... Mind you, arguably Sascha's not that clever. But his is wilfully not thinking.

[aigue]

We have plenty of stupid people here. The ones who have foxes as pets, for example. He'd fit right in.

[bb_wolf]

People keep fucking tigers are pets, a fox isn't that dumb. You just take it more personal.

[aigue]

Of course I do. It's disturbing, especially seeing my kind domesticated.

Do you get that feeling with dogs?

[bb_wolf]

No.

I'm not a dog.

[aigue]

And these days humans don't really need to keep domesticating wolves....

[bb_wolf]

There's enough breeds of domestic animals.

[aigue]

That's my thought as well.