Wait,
was that a joke? Was Hancock joking? It sounded like it, but Carlos
honestly couldn’t tell. He sometimes thought about the fact that the
ghoul was technically immortal and he wondered – genuinely wondered –
what was going to happen to them in the long run.
But to Hancock’s face, Carlos didn’t like thinking about it because it was a problem he couldn’t fix.
“How’s
about a date tonight?” Carlos suddenly asked. “I was gonna ask about
it, but then we got to discussing over who’s perfect and beautiful.”
It was mostly a joke, although the ghoul wouldn’t mind it if they could find a way to make Carlos immortal as well, every time he thought about outliving him, he began to panic.
“A date sounds wonderful.” He murmured. “What did you have in mind?”
“Well… how does getting a bite at the Third Rail sound?” Carlos suggested. “I wonder if we could get a table over close to Magnolia’s stage, or maybe just spend time in the VIP room.” Carlos then smirked slightly at Hancock. “That’s not to say that I’m going to be drinking, however. If I did, then things would get boring pretty quickly.”
Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.
Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.
Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.
He
shook his head firmly and set down the empty packet, sucking briefly on
his fangs before answering. “No.. I usually have many young men with me
to.. help.”
Carlos just nodded, sort of understanding what Skip was saying. “After I get notes on your hypnotism process today, you and I can talk about what can be done. I’ll need to know what sort of things affect you, like if a certain actual food might curb the craving or something. This’ll be a challenge, but you have my word as a scientist that I’ll work on this and figure out how to help you.” He smiled at the vampire, open and friendly and willing to help.
“A-Are you sure you really want to help me like this..? Don’t you think you might be discouraged if you don’t find a solution, or are you.. always going to keep trying-“ He paused and shook his head, “Not that- not that you need to devote all your time to me..”
“Yes, I’m sure,” Carlos told him. “I’m a scientist, and we don’t give up on the unknown easily.”
He nodded then and sighed to smile over his cheeks, “So! Is there something set up out in town, or how exactly are we performing this whole thing?”
“Well, since the show is for scientific purposes, I think we can set up a mock-stage in the lab here,” Carlos said. “We have presentations all the time so we’re already pretty well equipped for that sort of thing.”
“Oh, okay! Well then, when is it exactly?” He prepped curiously, watching the other scientists begin to disperse, “Id like to be able to prepare, if you don’t mind..”
“Well, it’s impossible to be exact, especially in Night Vale,” Carlos said. “But you heard us – we were thinking about later today. It’s totally up to you though – how much time would you like?”
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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.
Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.
Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.
He
shook his head firmly and set down the empty packet, sucking briefly on
his fangs before answering. “No.. I usually have many young men with me
to.. help.”
Carlos just nodded, sort of understanding what Skip was saying. “After I get notes on your hypnotism process today, you and I can talk about what can be done. I’ll need to know what sort of things affect you, like if a certain actual food might curb the craving or something. This’ll be a challenge, but you have my word as a scientist that I’ll work on this and figure out how to help you.” He smiled at the vampire, open and friendly and willing to help.
“A-Are you sure you really want to help me like this..? Don’t you think you might be discouraged if you don’t find a solution, or are you.. always going to keep trying-“ He paused and shook his head, “Not that- not that you need to devote all your time to me..”
“Yes, I’m sure,” Carlos told him. “I’m a scientist, and we don’t give up on the unknown easily.”
He nodded then and sighed to smile over his cheeks, “So! Is there something set up out in town, or how exactly are we performing this whole thing?”
“Well, since the show is for scientific purposes, I think we can set up a mock-stage in the lab here,” Carlos said. “We have presentations all the time so we’re already pretty well equipped for that sort of thing.”
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