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“Sleep is for the weak!” Maria stated loudly before she dumped a redbull into her coffee cup and chugged it

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“Holy – Maria, no!“ Carlos exclaimed. “Your heart’s going to explode!”

“It’s empty now Carlos. It’s not coming back now.” She told him. “Plus, you should have seen what we did in college. I swear I heard colors the time we brewed coffee with monster energy then dumped two 5 hour energies in it.”

“Oh my god, how are you even alive?” Carlos asked. “I have doctorates and I didn’t do that! I did stuff the old fashioned way – staying up until life became meaningless and all I am is listless and inside of me is dead.” He said the last part with such a serious face, one wouldn’t know if he were joking or if he was actually serious.

“I mean, I’m dead inside too, Carlos. You aren’t special,” Maria snorted. “Also, I have no idea how I’m still alive. Maybe Satan isn’t ready to give up his throne yet?”

“Maria, Hell is a concept made up by the Chatholic church to try to control people,” Carlos said. “The only place you’ll go to is probably what people call ‘purgatory’.”

“Sleep is for the weak!” Maria stated loudly before she dumped a redbull into her coffee cup and chugged it

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“Holy – Maria, no!“ Carlos exclaimed. “Your heart’s going to explode!”

“It’s empty now Carlos. It’s not coming back now.” She told him. “Plus, you should have seen what we did in college. I swear I heard colors the time we brewed coffee with monster energy then dumped two 5 hour energies in it.”

“Oh my god, how are you even alive?” Carlos asked. “I have doctorates and I didn’t do that! I did stuff the old fashioned way – staying up until life became meaningless and all I am is listless and inside of me is dead.” He said the last part with such a serious face, one wouldn’t know if he were joking or if he was actually serious.

*he holds up a marker* hey Carlos, wanna sign my cast? -dedmax

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Wha? Um, I guess? I… what happened, Max?

*he chuckles* you don’t have to worry about me resting, i won’t be ju- falling off any roofs anytime soon..!

Or doing much of anything else, right? Gosh, after you get that cast off there’ll be physical therapy to worry about. I should probably read up on that…

physical therapy? what? i’ve broken alot of bones before but i’ve never gone to ‘physical therapy’.. *he glanced away*

Well, it’s just to help you build up your muscle again so you don’t break or strain so soon. I’ll help, don’t worry. You, uh… I did notice that you already do get in a lot of ‘accidents’, Max, so I”m not surprised you’ve broken something before.

less then half if them were actual accidents thanks Carlos *he smiles alightly*

You’re welcome, Max. Again, if you need anything… just let me know. Even if it’s help opening a soda.

*he chuckles* alright, i’ll try to find you the next time i get some soda

Heheh. I’m serious though, Max. Anything you need, okay? I don’t want you to strain yourself.

*he nods* alright Carlos, i get it..

Ah… right. Okay. Um… so, I hope you have a quick recovery.

*he holds up a marker* hey Carlos, wanna sign my cast? -dedmax

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Wha? Um, I guess? I… what happened, Max?

*he chuckles* you don’t have to worry about me resting, i won’t be ju- falling off any roofs anytime soon..!

Or doing much of anything else, right? Gosh, after you get that cast off there’ll be physical therapy to worry about. I should probably read up on that…

physical therapy? what? i’ve broken alot of bones before but i’ve never gone to ‘physical therapy’.. *he glanced away*

Well, it’s just to help you build up your muscle again so you don’t break or strain so soon. I’ll help, don’t worry. You, uh… I did notice that you already do get in a lot of ‘accidents’, Max, so I”m not surprised you’ve broken something before.

less then half if them were actual accidents thanks Carlos *he smiles alightly*

You’re welcome, Max. Again, if you need anything… just let me know. Even if it’s help opening a soda.

*he chuckles* alright, i’ll try to find you the next time i get some soda

Heheh. I’m serious though, Max. Anything you need, okay? I don’t want you to strain yourself.

Max. We’ve gotta talk.

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why do i feel like i would rather run away-

You want to –? Max, I’m not going to hurt you. But I do have something very serious to discuss with you.

Where are you getting the alcohol, Max?

*he glanced away, holding his arm tightly* nowhere..

Max… please. I’m trying to look out for you. I want you to be safe and I want to help you make good decisions.

*he holds his breath before replying* i-i’ve been stealing it..

*is silent for a second.* Oh, Max…

*he just quietly looks at the ground*

*sighs* Let’s… let’s go get it then. And dump it.

*he nods slightly, still tightly holding his arm*

Show me where it is, Max. I’ll help you get rid of it.

*he glanced towards the forest, speaking quietly* o-okay..

*Carlos looks to the forest as well and nods.* Go on, Max. I’m right with you.

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Yondu
sighs. “Used to have a fin….. would glow faintly when I’d use the
arrow…..I Well…… when I was a slave I was a experiment …. the cut off my
fin then started installing the implant into my brain. They didn’t care
that there other test subjects ended up with irreparable brain damage
or it got bad enough there brains exploded…. they wanted to see if they
could replicate the natural powers of the centaurians race….”

Edwardo looked to him with a frown. “Ah… I see. I’m sorry to hear about that, Yondu. It… sounds like a very painful experience.” He didn’t prompt Yondu for more, in case he didn’t want to talk about it.

Chuckles. “Wow… What is it about your family carlos…. that makes me spill my whole past without and issues? I’m Never this lose lipped.”

“Probably the fact that we’re not connected to any big crime out in space besides you?” Carlos quipped. “We sell you out.” He grinned at Yondu.

Laughs and nods grinning a bit. “So Eduardo. … what do you call this dish?”

“We’re making tacos,” Edwardo said. “That salad i had you slice and toss will be a topping. THe potatoes and onions here, are going to give the meat some carbs and flavor. My boys love potatoes – it’s a really starchy root, I don’t know if you noticed. I’m going to add some more spices to the meat here…” He reached to the rack that had containers of so many spices – many well-used – and started to add a good amount of many of them. “This’ll make it a bit spicy – but we have cheese that can take some of the bite out of it if you or some of the others prefer.”

“Not Kraglin, though – he’s lactose-intolerant, apparently,” Carlos reminded him.

Edwardo nodded. “Yes… not Kraglin. He’ll just have to die.” He smirked, obviously joking. “Heh. But really, I picked up some goat cheese for him. We can shred that up and he can see if he likes it. It’s not the same as cow’s milk so he might be alright with it.”

“You give my boy milk you won’t be killing him… you’ll kill us because he’ll gas us out of existence. Hahaha!” He grins watching Eduardo cook. “Tacooos…. interesting. Tacooos. And… what’s a goat?”

“It’s another mammal that produces milk,” Edwardo told him. “But it’s much smaller – the animal, I mean. It’s milk has different enzymes in it so it shouldn’t hurt Kraglin when he eats it. Lactose intolerance is very common here on Earth.”

“God, I wish I could just pass out right about now.” ((Lets play the “Can Mia actually play out an actual gods damned thread?” game! xD

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Carlos looked to her, a little big concerned. “Uh… do you need to?” he asked her. “Are you okay?”

“I’d like to know how it works, too,” she gave him a sad little smile and shook her head. “But, they must have their secrets as well as anyone else, no? It is not my place to force that from them.”

“Yeah… I guess not,” he said. “Um, so… kids. What does she like? Uh… what – what’s her name again?”

“She is called Jade. She likes music and drawing things.”

“Music and drawing. Okay. Huh… I wonder if she’d like Animusic…” He probably still had that DVD stashed somewhere.

“It would be worth a try if you were wanting to entertain the children,” Mia shrugged. She had no idea what he was talking about, but assumed it was probably either a show or a cd that the scientist could put on for the kids. 

“Alright. Ooh – does she like Bob Ross?” he then asked suddenly.

“I, ah, have not chosen to give her much experience with Terrandi television,” Mia’s response was almost sheepish.

“Oh,” Carlos said. “Well… he’s an artist. A painter. Very soft-spoken and he teaches techniques through his videos. I’m not a painter, but it’s pretty mesmerising to watch him work. Now that I think of it, he’d probably interest the other kids too if they watched… hm…”

“God, I wish I could just pass out right about now.” ((Lets play the “Can Mia actually play out an actual gods damned thread?” game! xD

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Carlos looked to her, a little big concerned. “Uh… do you need to?” he asked her. “Are you okay?”

“I’d like to know how it works, too,” she gave him a sad little smile and shook her head. “But, they must have their secrets as well as anyone else, no? It is not my place to force that from them.”

“Yeah… I guess not,” he said. “Um, so… kids. What does she like? Uh… what – what’s her name again?”

“She is called Jade. She likes music and drawing things.”

“Music and drawing. Okay. Huh… I wonder if she’d like Animusic…” He probably still had that DVD stashed somewhere.

“It would be worth a try if you were wanting to entertain the children,” Mia shrugged. She had no idea what he was talking about, but assumed it was probably either a show or a cd that the scientist could put on for the kids. 

“Alright. Ooh – does she like Bob Ross?” he then asked suddenly.

“God, I wish I could just pass out right about now.” ((Lets play the “Can Mia actually play out an actual gods damned thread?” game! xD

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Carlos looked to her, a little big concerned. “Uh… do you need to?” he asked her. “Are you okay?”

“I’d like to know how it works, too,” she gave him a sad little smile and shook her head. “But, they must have their secrets as well as anyone else, no? It is not my place to force that from them.”

“Yeah… I guess not,” he said. “Um, so… kids. What does she like? Uh… what – what’s her name again?”

“She is called Jade. She likes music and drawing things.”

“Music and drawing. Okay. Huh… I wonder if she’d like Animusic…” He probably still had that DVD stashed somewhere.