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((update on me backing up my blog here…
there’s 50,000+ posts. It’s going to take a while. I don’t know if WordPress can do it…
Why the hell – Max? Max, where are you buddy? I need to know how you’re feeling.
… how much do toothbrushes even cost? i’ve never had to buy one before..
Well, it depends on the kind that you get. But generally they’re pretty cheap. Especially kid’s ones.
*he nods slightly* alright, that’s good i guess
Well, I want you to get a good one too. I’ll help you pick it out, Max, and I’ll even help pay for it if you need me to.
*he smiled softly* thanks Carlos
You’re welcome, kiddo. *Carlos smiled at him. They approach the car.* Here we go… *he unlocks it and opens the back passenger door for Max*
*he said a quick thanks as he climbed into the seat, buckling himself in* how old do you have to be get a drivers license?
Well, you can start driving when your fifteen with a permit and an adult in the car. It’s to help train so you can get a license when you’re sixteen.
16? *he groans* but i can drive now! why do i have to wait 4 years?
Uh… you most certainly cannot drive now. Because the law said so.
just because the law says so, doesn’t mean i suddenly don’t know how to drive
No, Max, I mean you can’t drive as in you’re not allowed to. I’m not questioning your ability…
though I really should, considering your height.i could probably ace whatever test they have to get my license *he leaned back in his seat*
There’s still an age requirement, Max. But, you’re old enough to drive a lawn-mower doing yard work.
lowmowers aren’t cool.. *he leaned against the window*
They are – you’re literally decapitating vegetation as you run it over. Though, there’s also ATVs I suppose… but those require adult supervision for them.
you’re mowing grass, that’s the least cool thing you could do!
It’s only like that if you’re an adult. A kid driving one is seen as responsible. You know how to operate heavy machinery. That’s cool.
*he groaned, pulling his hood up*
What the – oh… *looks at Max* Hi Max.
hey Carlos.. *he muttered, figuring the other already knew*
I know what the anon said, but do you want to tell me yourself what’s going on?
.. i don’t know.. *he put his hands in his pockets, looking at the ground*
Max, I’m not angry. Disappointed, but not angry. I want to help you do better. Where are you getting it?
i’m not gonna throw him under the bus like that.. *he sighs softly*
Max, this isn’t about throwing someone under the bus. THis is about your health and safety. I need you to tell me.
my health and safety are fine Carlos
, i don’t get why you care so much about something like me..Max, drinking is not healthy. Especially at your age. I know I don’t need to point that out to you, but I want you to see how what you’re saying doesn’t make any sense. Do you still have any alcohol?
.. no, i don’t have any more… *he glanced away, half mumbling again*
You’re absolutely sure, Max? I’m not accusing you of lying – I just want you to be sure.
yeah, i drank everything i had when i got it…
Okay then. Max, I want you to know that it’s not a bad thing to ask me for help when you feel yourself slipping.
*he quietly glanced away*
Do you understand, Max?
Carlos wandered through the forest. He knew he’d seen a cave somewhere – it looked like an old bear cave, though he hadn’t gone in it before. He wanted to be as far away from his camp and the summer camps, in case the children had an idea to wander around at night to hunt for snipes. The full moon would make visibility perfect for it, so it was a reasonable concern in Carlos’ mind.
He finally came across the cave he was looking for. And not too soon either – the moon would rise probably within the next ten minutes. Carlos ventured forth, holding his flashlight up to search the inside of the cave. Hopefully it was empty. Could a werewolf beat a bear? Maybe?
“Oh, Okay Then, I Guess..” he glanced away, unsure what to say
Carlos felt a little bad about it – he didn’t want to be seem pushy, but there were some things he just didn’t want to see. Then, of course, there were the children in the camps surrounding the area. THe police really didn’t need to be called.
“Hey… you hungry? We can head back to my tent and get something to eat. I’ve got some food.”
he smiled, wings twitching slightly “Sure! I haven’t since last night..” he got up, almost forgetting about the coat
Carlos got up after him, grabbing the coat. He hastily tied it around Drake’s waist into sort of a poor tunic-type thing. “I can offer you some shorts and a shirt too. It’ll be a bit more comfortable and… socially acceptable than this.”
“Clothes Are Annoying..” he muttered, glancing away as Carlos tied the coat around his waist
Carlos nodded. “They can be,” he admitted. Some shorts would be easier to wear than this though, I promise.”
he tilts his head “What Are Shorts?”
“It’s a thing that goes over your bottom. And it’ll stay up on its own.” Carlos stuck his feet into his shoes and knelt down to lace them up.
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((gonna nap. be back in a bit
~~ CARLOS ~~
Carlos looked up as the young woman approached. What was her name? Viola? They’d introduced themselves, but he was terrible with names. Also, did she approach him that loudly on purpose?
“Uh, well… yeah,” Carlos started to say. But he decided he should probably tell the truth. “Um, well… I’m feeling kind of… off. I need to turn in so… hopefully I can just sleep whatever it is off. You shouldn’t worry about me – I’m fine.” He offered her a slight smile, which he hoped would ease her mind
Her mind was not eased.
Violet lets out a breathy sigh, rolling her eyes, “ I used ‘ta work with my dad in a clinic, Carlos. I know things, so maybe I could ‘elp, yeah? “ she smiles, “ OrI could not leave ‘till ya tell me what exactly is wrong. S’yer choice. “
She’d seen many people die of sicknesses in the wastes – starting minor, sure, but then the irradiated landscape makes things worse until they ghoulify or die of sickness. She’d never seen it happen herself, and she didn’t plan to.
Carlos huffed out a sigh, though it was not meant to sound as annoyed as it did. “I… don’t know what it is,” he said honestly. “I just… I’m just not feeling well. I don’t know if it’s food poisoning or what…” He felt exhausted, but still his nerves seemed to crawl under his skin and he just needed to lay down. Get some sleep. Take the time to unwind, maybe…
That moon seemed so bright. And irritating.
“I just want to go lay down, okay? It’ll probably be better in the morning.”
Why the hell – Max? Max, where are you buddy? I need to know how you’re feeling.
… how much do toothbrushes even cost? i’ve never had to buy one before..
Well, it depends on the kind that you get. But generally they’re pretty cheap. Especially kid’s ones.
*he nods slightly* alright, that’s good i guess
Well, I want you to get a good one too. I’ll help you pick it out, Max, and I’ll even help pay for it if you need me to.
*he smiled softly* thanks Carlos
You’re welcome, kiddo. *Carlos smiled at him. They approach the car.* Here we go… *he unlocks it and opens the back passenger door for Max*
*he said a quick thanks as he climbed into the seat, buckling himself in* how old do you have to be get a drivers license?
Well, you can start driving when your fifteen with a permit and an adult in the car. It’s to help train so you can get a license when you’re sixteen.
16? *he groans* but i can drive now! why do i have to wait 4 years?
Uh… you most certainly cannot drive now. Because the law said so.
just because the law says so, doesn’t mean i suddenly don’t know how to drive
No, Max, I mean you can’t drive as in you’re not allowed to. I’m not questioning your ability…
though I really should, considering your height.i could probably ace whatever test they have to get my license *he leaned back in his seat*
There’s still an age requirement, Max. But, you’re old enough to drive a lawn-mower doing yard work.
lowmowers aren’t cool.. *he leaned against the window*
They are – you’re literally decapitating vegetation as you run it over. Though, there’s also ATVs I suppose… but those require adult supervision for them.
Carlos wandered through the forest. He knew he’d seen a cave somewhere – it looked like an old bear cave, though he hadn’t gone in it before. He wanted to be as far away from his camp and the summer camps, in case the children had an idea to wander around at night to hunt for snipes. The full moon would make visibility perfect for it, so it was a reasonable concern in Carlos’ mind.
He finally came across the cave he was looking for. And not too soon either – the moon would rise probably within the next ten minutes. Carlos ventured forth, holding his flashlight up to search the inside of the cave. Hopefully it was empty. Could a werewolf beat a bear? Maybe?
“Oh, Okay Then, I Guess..” he glanced away, unsure what to say
Carlos felt a little bad about it – he didn’t want to be seem pushy, but there were some things he just didn’t want to see. Then, of course, there were the children in the camps surrounding the area. THe police really didn’t need to be called.
“Hey… you hungry? We can head back to my tent and get something to eat. I’ve got some food.”
he smiled, wings twitching slightly “Sure! I haven’t since last night..” he got up, almost forgetting about the coat
Carlos got up after him, grabbing the coat. He hastily tied it around Drake’s waist into sort of a poor tunic-type thing. “I can offer you some shorts and a shirt too. It’ll be a bit more comfortable and… socially acceptable than this.”
“Clothes Are Annoying..” he muttered, glancing away as Carlos tied the coat around his waist
Carlos nodded. “They can be,” he admitted. Some shorts would be easier to wear than this though, I promise.”