[This hamster has the need for speed fr. And the instinct to not get eaten. Sufficient motivation. Except Bigby's not really BEEN eating so it's no wonder he starts to flag pretty quick.]
THE HELL I AM!! Get over here you little shit- [Sanji does cheat a little, using quick attack here and there to give him a little boost, especially around corners. His teeth close around a morpeko paw, and a victory is snatched!! He grins, immediately lifting the grown ass hamster man into the air. The kicks do little at this range and vantage; the little paw beans a nuisance at best.
Sanji snarls back, dicidedly not putting Bigby down. Instead he swings around, proudly toting his catch back whence they came.] I want yeh ta ea' shome damb food, idioh. An' den ta tell me why ya shulkin' sho mush. Preferrably in tha' or'er. [Hard to talk with a literal foot in the mouth. The purpeling is not lost on him, only encouraging his choices here really.]
[ Bigby is quickly forgetting his words as he simply growls in at first. He's tired and hungry, but he's not getting dragged around without putting up a fight. Every sway is met with even more squirming, just to make Sanji's life a little more annoying. ]
I'll eat when I fucking want to eat. [ He's still trying to kick at Sanji while he's at it. ] Why the hell do you even care?
Wha do ah care? Ya as' the shef wha he cares someone's hun'ry. [He growls softly back, keeping hold of the squirming morpeko. It's true; he hates anyone going hungry, even his enemy. But he came to find Bigby in particular because.......dammit he's pretty reasonable and easy to get along with usually. And maybe he was a little....worried. That Bigby hadn't been around.
Now though, with all the scrambling. Clearly someone needs a snickers. Sanji rolls his eyes, and unceremoniously tosses Bigby into a satchel draped over him.] Alright Mr. Big Bad Rat. Feel like eating now?
[The satchel is full of food. Snacks mainly, like nuts and berry pastries, stuff that's easy to transfer, but there is some rolled up meats and cheeses too. Solid variety!
[ He squirms even harder despite Sanji's response. Maybe he just doesn't want to think about someone actually caring about his well-being this much. Maybe it's the fact that everyone seems to make the same damn joke about his size any chance they get. Either way, he's not using his words like he should, growling even when he gets thrown into Sanji's satchel. There's some rustling at first, like he's trying to claw his way out from the bottom of it, but eventually all the movement just kind of.
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Eggcellent. get got hampter
THE HELL I AM!! Get over here you little shit- [Sanji does cheat a little, using quick attack here and there to give him a little boost, especially around corners. His teeth close around a morpeko paw, and a victory is snatched!! He grins, immediately lifting the grown ass hamster man into the air. The kicks do little at this range and vantage; the little paw beans a nuisance at best.
Sanji snarls back, dicidedly not putting Bigby down. Instead he swings around, proudly toting his catch back whence they came.] I want yeh ta ea' shome damb food, idioh. An' den ta tell me why ya shulkin' sho mush. Preferrably in tha' or'er. [Hard to talk with a literal foot in the mouth. The purpeling is not lost on him, only encouraging his choices here really.]
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I'll eat when I fucking want to eat. [ He's still trying to kick at Sanji while he's at it. ] Why the hell do you even care?
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Now though, with all the scrambling. Clearly someone needs a snickers. Sanji rolls his eyes, and unceremoniously tosses Bigby into a satchel draped over him.] Alright Mr. Big Bad Rat. Feel like eating now?
[The satchel is full of food. Snacks mainly, like nuts and berry pastries, stuff that's easy to transfer, but there is some rolled up meats and cheeses too. Solid variety!
WELCOME BACK
[ He squirms even harder despite Sanji's response. Maybe he just doesn't want to think about someone actually caring about his well-being this much. Maybe it's the fact that everyone seems to make the same damn joke about his size any chance they get. Either way, he's not using his words like he should, growling even when he gets thrown into Sanji's satchel. There's some rustling at first, like he's trying to claw his way out from the bottom of it, but eventually all the movement just kind of.
Stops. ]