I fucking LOVE people who hold multiple threads with me. To me, it means you enjoy role playing with me and actually like me so, thank you to those who do that.
Carlos went out into the storm with his equipment, since the weather was really interesting around Sleepy Peak Peak (what, with Spooky island and that one side of the lake always being covered in dark, foreboding clouds).
As he approached one of the locations of a lightning strike however he paused, seeing a person on the ground. Oh no – did it strike someone?
Carlos hurried over and dropped his equipment to the side to start inspecting the body for life.
“He-hello? Hello, can you hear me? Sir?”
J: he chuckled softly “I don’t know about other demons, But My broken
brain just won’t let Me sleep most nights.. Then again, I think I had
this before I died, So it might not be involved with demons…”
“Ah… so you have insomnia then,” Carlos said. “At least, that’s what it sounds like to me. “
J: he tilted his head slightly “Insomnia? I think I’ve read about that before..”
“Oh, you have? That’s good. Hey, maybe do you want to mention it to the doctors? They can help you sleep tonight if you ask nicely, I think.”
J: he shrgus “I prefer to sit awake and rethink everything I’ve ever done/Hate Myself, Really saves time during the day”
Carlos frowned at that. “That doesn’t sound like a good use of your time,” he said softly. But he didn’t speak about it further – it was probably a sensitive subject.
J: he started to say something before the nurse walked in
Nurse: “Sir, Visiting hours are over”
J: “Damn.. Guess we can talk more later”
Carlos nodded with a smile. “Sure,” he said, and he stood up from his chair. He offered Jon a hand to shake. “I’ll see you in the morning, alright?”
J: he smiled as he shook the others hand “I’ll be looking forward to it, But what time do You think ?”
“When visiting hours open again,” Carlos said. “9… 9.30. I’ll be here.”
J: “I’ll see You then” he curled his tail around his waist
Nurse: he silently offered to escort Carlos out
Carlos smiled at Jon. “See you,” he said as he walked out with the nurse.
J: he looked at the ceiling, trying to relax
The next morning Carlos was back. This time with his car (he’d had to call a cab to leave the hospital). He was waiting for the hour to turn so that he could go see Jon and help him leave.
J: he was more then ready to leave, sitting on the edge of his bed drumming his fingers as he waited “Just a few more minutes then we’ll get out of here..” he sighed softly
Visiting hours were finally open and Carlos beelined straight for Jon’s room. He knocked once he got to the door. “Hey! It’s me, Carlos.”
Carlos went out into the storm with his equipment, since the weather was really interesting around Sleepy Peak Peak (what, with Spooky island and that one side of the lake always being covered in dark, foreboding clouds).
As he approached one of the locations of a lightning strike however he paused, seeing a person on the ground. Oh no – did it strike someone?
Carlos hurried over and dropped his equipment to the side to start inspecting the body for life.
“He-hello? Hello, can you hear me? Sir?”
J: he chuckled softly “I don’t know about other demons, But My broken
brain just won’t let Me sleep most nights.. Then again, I think I had
this before I died, So it might not be involved with demons…”
“Ah… so you have insomnia then,” Carlos said. “At least, that’s what it sounds like to me. “
J: he tilted his head slightly “Insomnia? I think I’ve read about that before..”
“Oh, you have? That’s good. Hey, maybe do you want to mention it to the doctors? They can help you sleep tonight if you ask nicely, I think.”
J: he shrgus “I prefer to sit awake and rethink everything I’ve ever done/Hate Myself, Really saves time during the day”
Carlos frowned at that. “That doesn’t sound like a good use of your time,” he said softly. But he didn’t speak about it further – it was probably a sensitive subject.
J: he started to say something before the nurse walked in
Nurse: “Sir, Visiting hours are over”
J: “Damn.. Guess we can talk more later”
Carlos nodded with a smile. “Sure,” he said, and he stood up from his chair. He offered Jon a hand to shake. “I’ll see you in the morning, alright?”
J: he smiled as he shook the others hand “I’ll be looking forward to it, But what time do You think ?”
“When visiting hours open again,” Carlos said. “9… 9.30. I’ll be here.”
J: “I’ll see You then” he curled his tail around his waist
Nurse: he silently offered to escort Carlos out
Carlos smiled at Jon. “See you,” he said as he walked out with the nurse.
J: he looked at the ceiling, trying to relax
The next morning Carlos was back. This time with his car (he’d had to call a cab to leave the hospital). He was waiting for the hour to turn so that he could go see Jon and help him leave.
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Carlos went out into the storm with his equipment, since the weather was really interesting around Sleepy Peak Peak (what, with Spooky island and that one side of the lake always being covered in dark, foreboding clouds).
As he approached one of the locations of a lightning strike however he paused, seeing a person on the ground. Oh no – did it strike someone?
Carlos hurried over and dropped his equipment to the side to start inspecting the body for life.
“He-hello? Hello, can you hear me? Sir?”
J: he chuckled softly “I don’t know about other demons, But My broken
brain just won’t let Me sleep most nights.. Then again, I think I had
this before I died, So it might not be involved with demons…”
“Ah… so you have insomnia then,” Carlos said. “At least, that’s what it sounds like to me. “
J: he tilted his head slightly “Insomnia? I think I’ve read about that before..”
“Oh, you have? That’s good. Hey, maybe do you want to mention it to the doctors? They can help you sleep tonight if you ask nicely, I think.”
J: he shrgus “I prefer to sit awake and rethink everything I’ve ever done/Hate Myself, Really saves time during the day”
Carlos frowned at that. “That doesn’t sound like a good use of your time,” he said softly. But he didn’t speak about it further – it was probably a sensitive subject.
J: he started to say something before the nurse walked in
Nurse: “Sir, Visiting hours are over”
J: “Damn.. Guess we can talk more later”
Carlos nodded with a smile. “Sure,” he said, and he stood up from his chair. He offered Jon a hand to shake. “I’ll see you in the morning, alright?”
J: he smiled as he shook the others hand “I’ll be looking forward to it, But what time do You think ?”
“When visiting hours open again,” Carlos said. “9… 9.30. I’ll be here.”
J: “I’ll see You then” he curled his tail around his waist
Nurse: he silently offered to escort Carlos out
Carlos smiled at Jon. “See you,” he said as he walked out with the nurse.
Carlos smiled at Hancock. He wished he had a bigger coat, but the labcoat was not meant to be used for warmth at all, and Carlos’ sweater was only built for one person. He cuddled back against Hancock as best as he could – at least it was a short walk back to the Statehouse.
“I’d like to look and see if we have milk too,” Carlos said. “If that’s okay.”
Now… back to chocolate… “Chocolate… it has like a sort of weird, rich flavor to it,” he started to explain. “I don’t know how to describe it… it felt kind of like warm milk when you chewed it because it had a low melting point and would spread all over your tastebuds. Kind of like ice cream, but not exactly the same.” Carlos laughed. “Gosh, I really don’t know how to make that make sense… but the science behind it is that chocolate can help improve blood flow and oxygen availability when you breathe. It just… feels really good to eat.”
“We can always pick up some more on the way home if you’d like.” He offered with a smile and pecked him lightly on the cheek. As he listened, only a little of what Carlos told him, clearly their experiences hadn’t been at all the same, because he was only able to relate to bits and pieces.
“I’ve….. actually never had ice cream before. That does sound good though, I wish I could try it. Maybe we’ll get lucky and find some someday, huh? Won’t be the same as whatever you had in your vault but should still be good, right?”
Oh shit, that’s right. Damn…
“Um, the thing with ice cream, Hancock, is that it’s frozen. It’s literally frozen milk and cream ingredients. And if we did find a container of it, it’d probably have not only melted but spoiled and petrified. I guess there’s a possibility that dehydrated ice cream still exists. It tastes the same, just drier. But if there was any to be had, I would assume that it would have been one of the first things to go.”
Carlos wished more than anything in that moment to have somehow rationed even a single piece of chocolate or a small package of dehydrated ice cream just to share it with Hancock – share as in give it to him since he had never tasted any of it before. But Carlos knew how ridiculous that thought was and tried to shake it away.
The Perfect Scientist 