Mingle for the oldies

[bb_wolf]

Who: Anyone who is immortal, inordinately long lived or just likes hanging out with old people?
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Málum on the Iskaulit
When: End of November

Broadcast: Text
[The broadcast is simple.]

Málum. Tonight. Immortal or near enough meet up. Buy your own.

Action: Málum

[Bigby is there, drinking whiskey and smoking cheap, horrible and stinky cigarettes. The rest of you can do what you want.]

Comments

[bb_wolf]

Huh.

[This is very clearly not a thing Bigby has heard of before.]

That sounds pretty fucking awful, actually.

[cloakand_danger]

It's... [He can distantly remember the four of them being dismayed when they discovered the side-effects of their decision.] ...you get used to it. After four thousand years of living this way, it's not exactly easy to go back, either.

[bb_wolf]

Hn.

[Bigby lights up his cigarette.]

I like eating. Sleeping. Drinking. Feels good. Full stomach. Heavy warmth of nearly asleep.

[cloakand_danger]

[Yuan shrugs.]

It's been so long I've forgotten to miss those things. I don't even remember what I like to eat.

[Maybe that's a little sad. He isn't going to dwell on it. They did what they needed to do at the time.]

[bb_wolf]

Meat?

[That tends to be Bigby's default answer. It's what he eats. It's what Sascha eats.]

Probably cooked meat?

[cloakand_danger]

...Yes. [Yuan's bemused expression suggests that it would not occur to him to specify cooking meat before eating it.] Any meat I ate, I would definitely want to cook it first.

[bb_wolf]

Yeah. Most human like things feel that way about it.