Bigby Wolf

39 (Supposedly) || Deputy Chief || Watch Out for the Big Bad Wolf

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

madnessmost-discreet‌:

He snorted a soft laugh. It was a fair question, but it was still funny. “Not in this world, no.” When the kettle whistled, he poured water into several cups he’d prepared. He’d explain more when they were ready, but they were too hot to drink just yet. “It wasn’t. Before. Madness was more my territory. Being trapped in a nonsense world will do that to you, especially when the nonsense gets more nonsensical.” He only had his odd connection with Wonderland and Alice’s behavior to go on, but that was the only conclusion he could draw for how much she had changed.

“... See you say not in this world. Which brings questions. But I am not going to ask.” Just knowing that the tea itself wasn’t actual black dragon satisfied him enough. Watching Hatter pour the tea, he looked at the cups while the other man talked. “Hmm. So it would seem that while you came here, things became...” He made a face, “Not as mad. No. You’re still insane. But you got moments of some clarity. While it was the opposite for her.” A scowl came across his face, but that was because he felt. Well. He felt sorry for the poor girl, wondering how many are losing their mind being stuck in their own worlds while some of them were transported here. 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

melkorkamurtagh‌:

While Mel had gained an inkling the first time they met, their conversation so far had made it clear that Bigby was not the chatty type.  She wasn’t either, but it was a bit strange to feel more talkative than another person.  “I was unaware, but that is a frightening truth I am glad to know now,” she replied, pinching her lips together in an attempt to stifle a small chuckle.  “It is never easy having a strict supervisor.  It seems you will have to do the work on your own.  I hope it does not take you too long to complete it all.”

Bigby showed Mel a small smirk before clearing his throat, resuming his go-to frown. “The truth can be frightening.” In more ways than one. If it was brought to light that he was “The Big Bad Wolf” in some of these fairytale stories he wondered if she would talk to him at all. “Strict supervisor or just a straight up asshole. It is hard to differ between the two. But it shouldn’t take me too long to complete it.” Usually it doesn’t, once he stops procrastinating. “Thanks for the, uh, concern though” He told her quietly, shrugging. 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

melkorkamurtagh‌:

“Relatively is better than not at all, isn’t it?” she pointed out.  Admittedly, Mel wasn’t always the most optimistic when it came to her own life.  She’d been through a lot from a young age, and it definitely forced her to grow up quicker than she should have.  She rarely daydreamed for herself, but the hope she had for others had never wavered.  “One would think that perhaps doing it regularly to avoid such pile-ups would be a more efficient tactic,” she mused, her tone borderline playful.  “My job is mostly paperwork, so I understand that struggle.  I would offer to help, but I am sure, considering your job, that would be inappropriate.”

Bigby just grunted, a sort of agreement with what she was saying though he wasn’t necessarily going to admit it. To both statements. “Efficiency is not my style nor the police’s don’t you know” He told her, his tone not necessarily gruff, but not overly playful either. “Ah, normally I wouldn’t care if you helped or not. But with my boss, he probably would crack down and lecture me.” And minimal contact with Hunt is preferable. 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

madnessmost-discreet‌:

“Oolong. It’s Chinese. It means black dragon tea. It’s sort of a middleground between black and green.” He could go on, but he didn’t. Talking to the Mad Hatter about tea could be an at your risk activity, but he usually knew his audience, and the audience didn’t care. He added loose tea to several cups while the water heated. “Alice? She’s okay. She likes having more space. We all do.” The corner of his mouth turned up in a smile. More space was necessary for large personalities like Alice’s and Cheshire’s. “I don’t think she quite believes most of this is real though.”

“Black dragon tea?” Bigby listened, though he did give Hatter a look, “I gotta ask, cause of what we are. This isn’t from like an actual black dragon, yeah?” Despite the question, he took the comments about tea in stride and kept it in his mind. For now anyways. “Yeah. Space is important, I guess.” Personally he would prefer just being on the constant go in the woods but there is only so much he can do. “Ah. Yeah that was something I noticed when I first met her. Just didn’t know if that was normal.” 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

madnessmost-discreet‌:

“Whiskey goes great with tea,” he said smoothly. Not that Hatter was much of a drinker. He was mad enough without outside help, thank you very much. “Starting from scratch then. We’ll try black. And maybe on oolong.” He gave Bigby a critical once-over, like it was possible to tell what kind of tea he liked just by looking at him. It wasn’t, but he sometimes had a knack for what would suit people. He tipped his head for Bigby to join him at the counter, where he set a kettle to boil. “How’s policework going? Talking cats all under control, I hope,” he added with a slight smile. He knew they were because Cheshire had been too preoccupied with the move and Alice to be causing much mischief in Fableton.

Bigby made a face, not because he didn’t believe Hatter but he didn’t really care to mix his whiskey with anything. “What the hell is an ahlong?” He asked, following the man towards the counter, not entirely sure what he was getting himself into. This was a man that had a cat as a partner and taking care of a strange young girl, as well as able to float stuff around. “No one is calling going crazy if that is what you’re asking” He rolled his eyes, pausing for a moment, “How is, uh, your friend? She settling in well.” He kept his eyes solely focus on the kettle, giving off an air of nonchalance and indifference. 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

madnessmost-discreet‌:

“True,” he agreed. Hatter did sometimes sell his hats, but only to people he thought would genuinely care for them. “I’m sure it couldn’t hurt.” He smirked, looking over Bigby for a moment. If someone needed a soothing cup of chamomile, it was probably the surly policeman standing there. “Do you know what you like, or are we starting from scratch?”

Bigby gave Hatter a deadpanned look. “I like whiskey.” Which that should be more telling than anything in his opinion. He has never tried tea before in his life and his coffee was typically strong and black. So this was going to be weird excursion. He also was checking up on them, knowing that he left the little trio a bit irritated and then refused to come near the shop since. Not that he would admit to any of that. 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

madnessmost-discreet‌:

He coughed to cover a laugh and wasn’t sure he was successful. “Come to scare my customers away?” he teased gently as the door swung shut behind him. “I made them. It’s kind of a family skill.”

“That ain’t a customer if all they are going to look at is the hats” Bigby said simply, looking at the hats now. He wasn’t going to admit that they were pretty good. “I came to get some tea. Heard it is good for the soul or some shit” He said nonchalantly, glancing over at Hatter. 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

melkorkamurtagh‌:

“So far, so good,” she stated, the phrase a new addition to her lexicon since coming to Fableton.  She clasped her hands before her as she waited for him to come to a decision, a small smile growing on her lips.  “Well I am more than happy to be a momentarily distraction from that familiarity,” she replied, adjusting the strap of her bag before starting to walk into the direction of her home.  “Is it safe to assume you have a lot of paperwork that you are trying to get through?”

Bigby nodded, nearly chuckling at her comment but refrained at the last minute. Still, he began to walk with Mel, keeping his hands in his pockets. “Relatively” He commented, “It is mostly that I have finally got caught at how much paperwork I was putting off. So I am now being forced to get it all done.” Rather he has his brother now bugging him to make sure he is doing everything in order. But he was never going to show his relation to Hunt. To anyone. 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

madnessmost-discreet‌:

“Sorry, the hat isn’t for sale,” Hatter said absently, marking down a number of peppermint tea tins in emerald ink on his list. It was a tea shop, but he had a number of hats scattered around as decoration, some of them in various states of shabby or wildly elaborate. He couldn’t usually stand to get rid of them even if nobody in their right mind would wear them. Sometimes, that was their charm.

“You fucking heard him” Bigby growled behind the patron, "This is a tea shop.” Giving another glare to the person, he moved further into the store, smirking a little as he heard the front door close behind him. Oh good, he scared the customer away. “Why have all the hats anyways?” He asked, grumpily, looking around the store, his nose twitching at the various smells he was getting. 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

melkorkamurtagh‌:

“It can be,” she agreed.  “I think if you can prioritize the important things and learn when to continue to pursue something and when to let go, it can be a little easier,” she added.  “Having someone, or more than one someone, to depend on helps too,” she reiterated.  She had let go of being a dancer at the Jolly Roger, but Hook was understanding and gave her another option so she could still support her son.  At the end of the day, as long as she and Olafr were away from Hoskuld, she believed she could handle anything she faced.  Mel looked around at his words, contemplating her options before glancing down at her feet.  “Would you be interested in escorting me home?” she inquired, meeting his eyes again.  “I could use the company and I…  I would feel safer than if I walked home alone.  But I do not want to keep you from your evening, so I assure you, if you are not interested, I will make it there on my own just fine.  And I promise not to take it personally.”

Bigby didn’t know about the whole depending on someone, and really, there wasn’t anyone in his life that would be that person. Not really anyways. Still. “You do make good points there, Mel. I hope it has been working out for you and the kid so far.” It seems to be the case based on what she has told him. At her request, he searched her face as she explained and nodded. It would’ve bothered him to no end if they parted ways and something happened to her while he basically went to the Jolly Roger to drink. “Yeah, I can walk you home. My evening was just needing to not be in my own place yet again doing something similar to paperwork or some other shit.” He motioned for her to lead the way, scanning the area around them and nodding a little when he deemed it safe. “We can get going now. You got a kid to get to.” 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

melkorkamurtagh‌:

While it was surely hard for most others to believe, Hook did have a sweeter side.  She was one of the very few who had experienced it, but that was okay with her.  She nodded at his summary of her, his impressed whistle causing her to blush slightly as she bowed her head.  “Where I came from, I had very few opportunities.  This world has so many, and I wanted to make sure I made the most of them.  If it were not for the people I have chosen to surround myself with, however, none of it would be possible,” she admitted.  If Hook wasn’t understanding about her schedule, if her neighbors were unwilling to watch her son, if Olafr wasn’t a wonderful kid, her life would probably be much different.  “As do I, at least a little bit,” she agreed with another soft laugh.  “Technically yes, but I am in no rush.  Although, I would not want to keep you from enjoying the rest of your evening,” she added, recalling his interest in going to the Jolly Roger.

“Oh yeah. There is a ton of shit you can do around here. It’s kind of... Intense” Bigby agreed with a nod, knowing that he would never be placed in an authoritative position back in his old world. Hell, most people would try to attack on sight. Granted, he now lived in a town were a lot of other beings from other worlds have taken up residency, with weird magic and all, so if there was any place that was going to give him a better opportunity in life it would be Fableton. “Eh” He shrugged, “I honestly have just been real busy at work so I got out of the apartment. I’m in no real rush to head to the Jolly Roger. Or to get a drink.” He probably didn’t really need to be there anyways, possibly making bad choices that- well he wasn’t going to regret them. But it probably wasn’t smart choices and talking to Mel instead of getting drunk seems like the smarter choice. 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

melkorkamurtagh‌:

“We have been through quite a great deal together since we arrived in Fableton.  There is more to him than he would ever admit,” she stated.  To most other people, Hook could be brash and frustrating, but to Mel, he was a softer and kinder.  “Yes, I am a nursing student,” she replied.  She had learned some basic healing skills before she’d reached Iceland, and when she arrived in Fableton, she thought that learning how to heal with today’s technology would be a good use for those skills.  “I haven’t the slightest idea what it could entail, but as long as it is not my house crammed with a handful of extra children, I do not see the need to find out,” she admitted with a laugh.  “While I know boys can be a handful, I cannot imagine they could get into too much trouble at their age.”

“If you say so, darlin” Bigby remarked dryly, not quite sure if he believed Mel but he would take her word for it. He doesn’t know the owner of the Jolly Roger that well and in truth he never had anyone else that stuck by him the way it sounds like the two of them have. So he just left it at that, not going to argue. “A nursing student that works and has a kid” He let out a low whistle, “I gotta admit there is more to you than I originally thought. You have my respect.” The image of a bunch of young boys running around and could only come up with a lot of mischief. “I feel bad for the poor soul that is willing to host all of them” He shook his head, “I’m keeping ya for getting home, aren’t I?” 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

melkorkamurtagh‌:

“I am fortunate that my boss allows my schedule to be so flexible,” she admitted.  “It is more difficult than where we came from, but our neighbors have been incredibly helpful.  They help out a lot, especially during the school year when I have classes,” she explained.  She was steadily working through nursing school, but with a full-time job and another as a mother, she had to prioritize how much time she could dedicate to school.  “He had a wonderful first day.  He has been making some strong friendships with the other children in his school.  He is already asking if he can go to his first ‘sleepover’.”

“Did not think Hook was that kind of boss but good to know” Bigby shrugged. Granted, he knows Hook only by drinking with him and remarking on basically looking at the other way when it comes to some illegal activities. As well as whatever prank Ariel seemed to be doing to mess with her boss. “Oh. You’re going to school as well?” He had to admit that was kind of impressive. Mel seems to be heavily a part of this world, or maybe that is due to having a child that needs to have a normal life here. “A sleepover huh?” He didn’t really know what that would entail for a kid, “Do you know what they would even do at one of those?” 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

melkorkamurtagh‌:

“It is okay,” she assured.  “I am not usually out this late.  Olafr had his first day of school, so I was late to work and therefore had to stay later,” she explained.  “Oh, I do not stay until closing,” she told him, folding her hands in front of her.  “I usually work in the afternoon and leave before everything picks up at the bar.  I complete the work that needs to be done each day and am still able to tuck my son into bed.”

“Ah, gotcha.” Bigby still could go to the Jolly Roger then if he wished. Looking around, he shoved his hands into his pockets and nodded, “Good for you to be able to do that. It... Probably isn’t easy.” He knows that growing up for him was a little bit different, given that it wasn’t exactly human-like upbringing. Not like around here. But that didn’t mean he didn’t respect the struggle it has to be to take care of a child. “So what’s the verdict? Was the first day shit or are you heading home to find out?” 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

melkorkamurtagh‌:

Mel kept her dagger firmly in her hand until she realized who it was that had been behind her.  She quickly stowed it back in her purse and took a deep breath to calm herself down again.  “Hello Bigby,” she replied, readjusting her purse on her shoulder, willing her hands to stop shaking.  “You gave me a fright,” she admitted, offering a small smile.  “How are you this evening?”

“That happens sometimes” Bigby snorted, knowing that he was quiet on his feet, “Sorry.” Looking around, he took note that it was probably a lot later than he realized and that maybe the bar was closing for the night. Well, that was fine. Having a drink at his house was cheaper anyways. “I’m alright. Just taking a breather from work. Did you just got off or something? DIdn’t realize it was so late.” 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

melkorkamurtagh‌:

Mel was walking back from work, ready to settle in with a good book while Olafr slept.  He had his first day of school that day, so she’d gotten to work a little later than normal in order to pick him up and spend a little time learning about his class.  Getting to work late meant leaving a little later, so the sun had set by the time she made her way out of the Jolly Roger and began walking towards Berk.

Along the way, she thought she heard someone behind her and she began slowing her steps.  She reached into her purse, grabbing the dagger she’d started carrying around after being attacked by Peter but hadn’t needed to use.  Turning, she swallowed dryly and called out, “I-Is anyone there?”

Bigby was walking around the streets, finding himself not able to relax or sleep in his apartment. Work has been rather nonstop, though there wasn’t really any significant incidents or situations that even stood out in his mind. Mostly just citations, a few thieves getting caught, some petty misdemeanors, a lot of people just evading paying tickets or register their cars. It was petty, little things that would bore a cop to death but had to get done. 

Not realizing he made his way toward the Jolly Roger, he frowned as he saw a figure in front of him before realizing who it was. “Uh...” Fuck he forgot what her name was but she didn’t seem to be calling out to him, “Hey. Mel?” He feel like that was the name. Walking slowly towards her, he kept his eyes on the lookout, especially since this neighborhood is somewhat questionable. 

[thebigbadwolfbigby]

nosealegs‌:

“What look?” She gave him all-too innocent, wide eyes with the question, managing to keep the appropriate face on for the look. “And that’s just what you know about,” she pointed out with a soft sigh.

“You know what look.” Bigby lightly glared at her, before shrugging. “Yeah... I guess. Doesn’t really matter.” He looked away before glancing back at Ariel, “It’s impressive to see you not working. Thought you were borderline a workaholic or something.”