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Heck yeah, absolutely! Going to the store!

*max took a bite from his kit-kat* Daniel’s back at camp.

*the way that Max said that implied that there was weight to that statement.* Who’s Daniel?

Y’know, the cultist? I’m sure someone’s told you about him.

Oh, the cultist. Well, I didn’t remember his name. But Angie did write down about some kind of cult activity…

Yeah. He’s back and I dunno what he’s planning.

Probably nothing good… *Carlos starts to think about what he can do to protect the kids*

*Max shrugged* Probably. But I’ve been annoying the shit outta him so.

Uh… is that a wise decision?

*he shrugged again* dunno, but it’s pretty fun. ‘Got stuck on a branch for like a minute, though.

Huh. Well… be careful around him. Okay?

Yeah, I got it. I don’t trust ‘im.

Uh huh. I’m going to try to be around the camp more to see what I can do.

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*he
smiles slightly, loosely hugging himself* t-thanks Carlos.. i.. i’m
sorry for ruining another one of your coats *he chuckles slightly*

It’s what oxygen cleaner’s for. Besides, it’s bound to get dirty sooner or later – that’s just how science is.

i didn’t know you could wash blood out of clothes.. *he glanced around* i’m straving, do you think they’ll give me meat..?

Probably not… nothing quality, anyway. If you ask for bologna, I’m sure they’ll have it. But I can grab you some stuff on the way out.

bologna’s not meat, it’s lies s-sure thanks.. *he glanced at the window again* when are visiting hours over..?

Well… I dunno. But they seem to think I’m your dad. I… may have ‘forgotten’ to correct them. White people can’t tell brown people apart I guess. But it works in our favor.

*he chuckles, sitting up slightly* well, we do kinda look alike anyway, so that and the fact that most of the time i come in here, you’re with me.. it’s easy to assume i guess

I guess it is. It must be the hair – heheh.

we do have great hair..!

*grins at Max* How you feeling?

my chest still hurts and my cast itches..

Okay. How badly does your chest hurt? Do you need some medicine from the nurse?

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“Don’t worry I keep a eye on him. He’ll be ok. Sad but ok.”

“Just keep assuring him that I’m okay that I’m thinking about him,” Carlos said. “That’s… I guess that’s all we can do, really. If he’d even understand it…”

“I got it covered. Yourbaby space whale is well taken care of. No worries.” Smiles at him. “Some of the females looked a bit big.might be heavy with young.”

“Oh? Fun,” Carlos said with a smile.

Yondu smiles at him. “Yeah…. would be….” Sighs and goes back to helping Eduardo with the food. “You’d love to see them all……. how the new horns are so tiny…..” sighs.

“Yeah… I would,” Carlos agreed softly.

But he couldn’t go back to space again. He belonged on Earth. He cleared his throat and went to count out dishes for dinner. It’d still be a little bit, but he was getting depressed, and so he needed to occupy himself.

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*he
smiles slightly, loosely hugging himself* t-thanks Carlos.. i.. i’m
sorry for ruining another one of your coats *he chuckles slightly*

It’s what oxygen cleaner’s for. Besides, it’s bound to get dirty sooner or later – that’s just how science is.

i didn’t know you could wash blood out of clothes.. *he glanced around* i’m straving, do you think they’ll give me meat..?

Probably not… nothing quality, anyway. If you ask for bologna, I’m sure they’ll have it. But I can grab you some stuff on the way out.

bologna’s not meat, it’s lies s-sure thanks.. *he glanced at the window again* when are visiting hours over..?

Well… I dunno. But they seem to think I’m your dad. I… may have ‘forgotten’ to correct them. White people can’t tell brown people apart I guess. But it works in our favor.

*he chuckles, sitting up slightly* well, we do kinda look alike anyway, so that and the fact that most of the time i come in here, you’re with me.. it’s easy to assume i guess

I guess it is. It must be the hair – heheh.

we do have great hair..!

*grins at Max* How you feeling?

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Heck yeah, absolutely! Going to the store!

*max took a bite from his kit-kat* Daniel’s back at camp.

*the way that Max said that implied that there was weight to that statement.* Who’s Daniel?

Y’know, the cultist? I’m sure someone’s told you about him.

Oh, the cultist. Well, I didn’t remember his name. But Angie did write down about some kind of cult activity…

Yeah. He’s back and I dunno what he’s planning.

Probably nothing good… *Carlos starts to think about what he can do to protect the kids*

*Max shrugged* Probably. But I’ve been annoying the shit outta him so.

Uh… is that a wise decision?

*he shrugged again* dunno, but it’s pretty fun. ‘Got stuck on a branch for like a minute, though.

Huh. Well… be careful around him. Okay?

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Heck yeah, absolutely! Going to the store!

*max took a bite from his kit-kat* Daniel’s back at camp.

*the way that Max said that implied that there was weight to that statement.* Who’s Daniel?

Y’know, the cultist? I’m sure someone’s told you about him.

Oh, the cultist. Well, I didn’t remember his name. But Angie did write down about some kind of cult activity…

Yeah. He’s back and I dunno what he’s planning.

Probably nothing good… *Carlos starts to think about what he can do to protect the kids*

*Max shrugged* Probably. But I’ve been annoying the shit outta him so.

Uh… is that a wise decision?

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*he
smiles slightly, loosely hugging himself* t-thanks Carlos.. i.. i’m
sorry for ruining another one of your coats *he chuckles slightly*

It’s what oxygen cleaner’s for. Besides, it’s bound to get dirty sooner or later – that’s just how science is.

i didn’t know you could wash blood out of clothes.. *he glanced around* i’m straving, do you think they’ll give me meat..?

Probably not… nothing quality, anyway. If you ask for bologna, I’m sure they’ll have it. But I can grab you some stuff on the way out.

bologna’s not meat, it’s lies s-sure thanks.. *he glanced at the window again* when are visiting hours over..?

Well… I dunno. But they seem to think I’m your dad. I… may have ‘forgotten’ to correct them. White people can’t tell brown people apart I guess. But it works in our favor.

*he chuckles, sitting up slightly* well, we do kinda look alike anyway, so that and the fact that most of the time i come in here, you’re with me.. it’s easy to assume i guess

I guess it is. It must be the hair – heheh.

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*he
smiles slightly, loosely hugging himself* t-thanks Carlos.. i.. i’m
sorry for ruining another one of your coats *he chuckles slightly*

It’s what oxygen cleaner’s for. Besides, it’s bound to get dirty sooner or later – that’s just how science is.

i didn’t know you could wash blood out of clothes.. *he glanced around* i’m straving, do you think they’ll give me meat..?

Probably not… nothing quality, anyway. If you ask for bologna, I’m sure they’ll have it. But I can grab you some stuff on the way out.

bologna’s not meat, it’s lies s-sure thanks.. *he glanced at the window again* when are visiting hours over..?

Well… I dunno. But they seem to think I’m your dad. I… may have ‘forgotten’ to correct them. White people can’t tell brown people apart I guess. But it works in our favor.

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Heck yeah, absolutely! Going to the store!

*max took a bite from his kit-kat* Daniel’s back at camp.

*the way that Max said that implied that there was weight to that statement.* Who’s Daniel?

Y’know, the cultist? I’m sure someone’s told you about him.

Oh, the cultist. Well, I didn’t remember his name. But Angie did write down about some kind of cult activity…

Yeah. He’s back and I dunno what he’s planning.

Probably nothing good… *Carlos starts to think about what he can do to protect the kids*