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Starways to Hell

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Peter
takes his seat as the food was served and he takes a few bites and
stops a moment swallowing as he just stares at the food then starts
eating again. It was just like his moms cooking.

Yondu starts shoving food in his mouth mostly the meat and grins. “I vote we need pigs in space if they taste like this..”

“I thought a Yawn Beast was pretty similar,” Carlos pointed out. “At least… seasoned kind of similarly. Though I only had it once back on M-Marvin-45.”

“I could send you boys home with some that I made,” Mr Ramon said with a smile as he finished up the last bit of cooking. He brought more sausages to the table as well as the rest of the pancakes he made. “I have my own special recipe for them and I enjoy making the links myself. Anyway, here you are – eat as much as you like.”

Kraglin was very quiet as he ate, taking his usual ‘shadow’ presence when he was out with Yondu. Silent, but always watching.

But he was really liking the ‘pancakes’. He hadn’t had a pastry this fluffy for quite some time.

Yondu grins. “I’ll enjoy my return trips all the more. Right boys?” Looks to peter and kraglin.

Peter just keeps in-naturally silent as he eats a pancake.

Yondu hums and turns to Kraglin who was equallybsilent but that was nothing new. “Humf. Fine… more sausage for me then.” Looks to carlos and smiles.

Kraglin just narrowed his eyes at Yondu as he put another bit of sausage into his mouth with the tiny pitchfork-like utensil.

Carlos nudged Yondu with a roll of his eyes. “Don’t be an ass,” he chided fondly, smiling a bit.

Yondu grins a bit as he eats. After breakfast Yondu was laying down rules as Kraglin and peter dressed in extra more human clothing so they can head out with Carlos and Mikey to the mall as it was called. “Be on your best behavior. And have fun. I’ll be here hanging with mr Ramon.” Turns to carlos. “Just kick them in the ass if they get to be trouble ok.”

Carlos rolled his eyes slightly. “If they don’t wanna draw any attention to themselves or me, they’ll follow mine and Mikey’s leads. Speaking of which…” He looked at Yondu. “Can I have my hoodie back? The one I wore back on the Eclector? I wanna wear it up so people can’t see me very well until… I guess we’re ready to declare that I’ve been ‘found’.”

Yondu looks down at the hoodie he was wearing then shrugs and pulls it off showing the blue skin and hands it to him with a grin. “Might smell like me… kinda been wearing it even at night.”

Carlos smiled back at him as he took the clothing back. “I’m sure it’s fine,” he said. Just for show he pulled it up to his nose and inhaled. “Mm… spicy,” he teased.

Kraglin wrinkled his nose a bit and resisted the urge to gag. God, older men were gross…

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Heh,
yeah. *he pulls one of the pods from his hoodie pocket, squeezing it a
little* how do these things even work? Does the plastic disolve? Does it
pop from the pressure of the water?

Oh – so the plastic is supposed to dissolve with water, and as the water moves it also rubs it against clothes so friction breaks it open faster. Warmer water is preferred as things dissolve in it faster, but it depends on what your fabrics need I think.

Hm. Cool.

*looks at Max, surprised, but then smiles* I’m glad that you think so!

Mhm. I’ve always wanted to try and throw one to see how hard I needed to throw it so it would pop, it never worked before.

I don’t know if throwing it with just your hand would do it… maybe with a slingshot. The pods need to be sturdy enough to be jostled around in their containers during transport to stores and to homes.

Maybe. ‘Could probably make-shift a slingshot and try that too, y’know, for science.

Heh… yeah, for science. Though I dunno about leaving splats of detergent in nature. Something might come along and try to lick it up…

Yeah, you’re probably right.

If we can find some berries or something, then we can do that. Or maybe I can make some environment-friendly pellets? Hm… Hum, hum, hum…

what would berries have to do with how hard you need to throw a tidepod before it pops?

I’m talking in regards to the slingshot, if… you wanted to play with that. We’d have to have a controlled environment for shooting Tidepods. But… I suppose that’s a discussion for another time, since we’re working on this… Where should we do it? By the fire pit?

Oh. Yeah, either by the firepit or the lake.

Well, the fire pit isn’t far from the lake. And there’s places to sit down at.

Alright. Fire pit it is. Who knows maybe we can find the remains of that dress or that crown.

Oh yeah, we burned those… heh! That was great.

Sure was. ProbablythebestnightI’vehadinthishellhole.

Wait, what was that? Hold on… *he takes a moment to think back on what Max said* Wait, really?

“Oh- I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to run into you. I don’t want any trouble I promise, I just –” Carlos paused when recognition dawned on him. “Oh, um… hello again. Um… Kiara, right?” ((fallout au — i made him misremember her name on purpose ;3 I hope this is ok))

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There’s a small moment of confusion on her face before it is replaced with the same recognition. Kira smiles a bit, impressed that he remembered her at all.

Even if incorrectly, it was close enough.

“Kira, but yeah.” She nods happily, “It’s been awhile, I honestly didn’t expect to see you ever again!” A small giggle escapes her, “I’m afraid I cannot recall your name, I’m horrible with names. But I remember, from Concord right?”

Carlos looked after her, but he nodded and zipped his bag up again before following her. “A- um, alright!” he said.

This was good – at least the salvage he had could go to what they were meant to be used for. It hurt a little bit, selling the salvage when it just was going to be melted or pounded down to raw materials. But this way, specialized pre-war design would continue to be used and maybe he’d get a few more caps out of it as well.

He felt alright going with her. Most of the shops were open-air, and considering they were in a city he thought that he’d be safe enough. “So, uh… what sort of things do you do here? Like, I mean… what’s your job like?” Carlos was a bit curious, but he mostly wanted to just start some kind of conversation.

Kira smiled as he followed, luckily Diamond City wasn’t all that big. Her office was actually already within sight. Her stroll was a bit slow, letting him follow and take a look around if he wanted.

What kind of tea did she have at home anyway?

Thinking it over, she didn’t even hear him as her a question till she caught the end of it.

“Eh?” She questioned, pushing her glasses up, but she had a general idea what he was asking.

“Ohh, I help run the clinic. Right over there.” Kira points to the split clinic, half inside and half out. Sun was tending to his chem table, seemingly busy with his work. “With Doctor Sun, the man you see tinkering.” She smiles to the other, “Sun treats the humans, I specialize in ghouls, synthetics, and supermutants from time to time. But alot of what I do here in town is merely manufacture chems and help Sun with his work when he needs it. Such as buying from people like you and refurbishing the materials to be used later.” She nods definitively, waving to Doctor Sun who didn’t notice her before opening the door to her personal office.

The room she opened the door to had her desk, a few bookshelves, a seating area, a small kitchenette, and a few small tables littered with old magazines and books.

“Feel free to sit wherever you like.”

Carlos hesitated a bit at the doorway, but he clenched his fist and stepped inside.He would have preferred to stay outside, though he wasn’t sure why. God, the Wasteland had not been good for his nerves at all.

He stopped awkwardly a bit inside from the door and looked around. He wondered what would be a good place to sit before deciding on a chair closest to him. He walked around to the front and gingerly sat down, still looking around.

“I haven’t been inside of a place that was actually… um, lived in in a while,” he commented. “It… it looks very nice.”

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Peter
takes his seat as the food was served and he takes a few bites and
stops a moment swallowing as he just stares at the food then starts
eating again. It was just like his moms cooking.

Yondu starts shoving food in his mouth mostly the meat and grins. “I vote we need pigs in space if they taste like this..”

“I thought a Yawn Beast was pretty similar,” Carlos pointed out. “At least… seasoned kind of similarly. Though I only had it once back on M-Marvin-45.”

“I could send you boys home with some that I made,” Mr Ramon said with a smile as he finished up the last bit of cooking. He brought more sausages to the table as well as the rest of the pancakes he made. “I have my own special recipe for them and I enjoy making the links myself. Anyway, here you are – eat as much as you like.”

Kraglin was very quiet as he ate, taking his usual ‘shadow’ presence when he was out with Yondu. Silent, but always watching.

But he was really liking the ‘pancakes’. He hadn’t had a pastry this fluffy for quite some time.

Yondu grins. “I’ll enjoy my return trips all the more. Right boys?” Looks to peter and kraglin.

Peter just keeps in-naturally silent as he eats a pancake.

Yondu hums and turns to Kraglin who was equallybsilent but that was nothing new. “Humf. Fine… more sausage for me then.” Looks to carlos and smiles.

Kraglin just narrowed his eyes at Yondu as he put another bit of sausage into his mouth with the tiny pitchfork-like utensil.

Carlos nudged Yondu with a roll of his eyes. “Don’t be an ass,” he chided fondly, smiling a bit.

Yondu grins a bit as he eats. After breakfast Yondu was laying down rules as Kraglin and peter dressed in extra more human clothing so they can head out with Carlos and Mikey to the mall as it was called. “Be on your best behavior. And have fun. I’ll be here hanging with mr Ramon.” Turns to carlos. “Just kick them in the ass if they get to be trouble ok.”

Carlos rolled his eyes slightly. “If they don’t wanna draw any attention to themselves or me, they’ll follow mine and Mikey’s leads. Speaking of which…” He looked at Yondu. “Can I have my hoodie back? The one I wore back on the Eclector? I wanna wear it up so people can’t see me very well until… I guess we’re ready to declare that I’ve been ‘found’.”

Okay, Max? I’ve had some time to think about your punishment.

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punishment-? oh.. oh yeah… okay

*nods* Yeah. So… first, I’m going to ask that you not play video games for a while. I’m thinking a week.

*raises a brow* alright… what else?

Well, you’re also going to need to be under close supervision. You can’t go anywhere without an adult telling you it’s okay. You want to go someplace, you ask me first, okay?

*he sighs and crosses his arms* okay- wait, but what if i need to go somewhere but i can’t find you? can i ask another adult?

*frowns slightly* Is there another adult that knows what you did? I know this is harsh, Max, but this is a punishment. Who… who else is in charge of you, by the way? I mean, at camp?

not as harsh as other punishments in my life– there’s not really anyone at camp that actually know me, but Jon and Reid are adults that kinda know what i did! they kinda take care of me..

Jon and Reid… do you trust them? I should probably talk to them if they take care of you for… I guess the majority of the time. Especially when I’m working with the volcano…

Jon? yeah i trust him, but Reid? i wouldn’t trust him with a penny. i don’t know where Jon is, probably at work, but Reids in his bunker working with a ‘client’

… a ‘client’. The way you said it with the apostrophes… I’m not sure I like it. I should talk to Jon then at some point. So lemme know when he gets back from work.

you can hear my apost-trophes? *he shakes his head slightly before nodding* i’ll tell Jon to look for you when i see him again

Yeah, it’s… I guess it’s something I picked up in Night Vale. Anyway, that’d be great – thanks. Um… there’s one other thing, Max…

*he nods* what else d’you have in mind?

Your… ‘friend’… the one that you, um…’went out’ with. I need you to tell me about him a little bit.

oh well… he’s a Max like me but he got.. ‘purified’ so everyone just calls him Pure now. he’s so cool and we were actually dating at one point *he blushes lightly and glances away* but then we broke up and dated other people… oh yeah, he’s also a demon! he kinda looks like a fish but it looks cool! he can also breath under water cause of that i guess

He also thinks it’s okay to encourage his friends to go out and steal things with him. *Carlos’ tone was very flat with a very unimpressed feeling to it.* I don’t even know what ‘purified’ means, Max, because… that sounds like a non-pure thing to do.

Okay, Max? I’ve had some time to think about your punishment.

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punishment-? oh.. oh yeah… okay

*nods* Yeah. So… first, I’m going to ask that you not play video games for a while. I’m thinking a week.

*raises a brow* alright… what else?

Well, you’re also going to need to be under close supervision. You can’t go anywhere without an adult telling you it’s okay. You want to go someplace, you ask me first, okay?

*he sighs and crosses his arms* okay- wait, but what if i need to go somewhere but i can’t find you? can i ask another adult?

*frowns slightly* Is there another adult that knows what you did? I know this is harsh, Max, but this is a punishment. Who… who else is in charge of you, by the way? I mean, at camp?

not as harsh as other punishments in my life– there’s not really anyone at camp that actually know me, but Jon and Reid are adults that kinda know what i did! they kinda take care of me..

Jon and Reid… do you trust them? I should probably talk to them if they take care of you for… I guess the majority of the time. Especially when I’m working with the volcano…

Jon? yeah i trust him, but Reid? i wouldn’t trust him with a penny. i don’t know where Jon is, probably at work, but Reids in his bunker working with a ‘client’

… a ‘client’. The way you said it with the apostrophes… I’m not sure I like it. I should talk to Jon then at some point. So lemme know when he gets back from work.

you can hear my apost-trophes? *he shakes his head slightly before nodding* i’ll tell Jon to look for you when i see him again

Yeah, it’s… I guess it’s something I picked up in Night Vale. Anyway, that’d be great – thanks. Um… there’s one other thing, Max…

*he nods* what else d’you have in mind?

Your… ‘friend’… the one that you, um…’went out’ with. I need you to tell me about him a little bit.

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Heh,
yeah. *he pulls one of the pods from his hoodie pocket, squeezing it a
little* how do these things even work? Does the plastic disolve? Does it
pop from the pressure of the water?

Oh – so the plastic is supposed to dissolve with water, and as the water moves it also rubs it against clothes so friction breaks it open faster. Warmer water is preferred as things dissolve in it faster, but it depends on what your fabrics need I think.

Hm. Cool.

*looks at Max, surprised, but then smiles* I’m glad that you think so!

Mhm. I’ve always wanted to try and throw one to see how hard I needed to throw it so it would pop, it never worked before.

I don’t know if throwing it with just your hand would do it… maybe with a slingshot. The pods need to be sturdy enough to be jostled around in their containers during transport to stores and to homes.

Maybe. ‘Could probably make-shift a slingshot and try that too, y’know, for science.

Heh… yeah, for science. Though I dunno about leaving splats of detergent in nature. Something might come along and try to lick it up…

Yeah, you’re probably right.

If we can find some berries or something, then we can do that. Or maybe I can make some environment-friendly pellets? Hm… Hum, hum, hum…

what would berries have to do with how hard you need to throw a tidepod before it pops?

I’m talking in regards to the slingshot, if… you wanted to play with that. We’d have to have a controlled environment for shooting Tidepods. But… I suppose that’s a discussion for another time, since we’re working on this… Where should we do it? By the fire pit?

Oh. Yeah, either by the firepit or the lake.

Well, the fire pit isn’t far from the lake. And there’s places to sit down at.

Alright. Fire pit it is. Who knows maybe we can find the remains of that dress or that crown.

Oh yeah, we burned those… heh! That was great.

Okay, Max? I’ve had some time to think about your punishment.

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punishment-? oh.. oh yeah… okay

*nods* Yeah. So… first, I’m going to ask that you not play video games for a while. I’m thinking a week.

*raises a brow* alright… what else?

Well, you’re also going to need to be under close supervision. You can’t go anywhere without an adult telling you it’s okay. You want to go someplace, you ask me first, okay?

*he sighs and crosses his arms* okay- wait, but what if i need to go somewhere but i can’t find you? can i ask another adult?

*frowns slightly* Is there another adult that knows what you did? I know this is harsh, Max, but this is a punishment. Who… who else is in charge of you, by the way? I mean, at camp?

not as harsh as other punishments in my life– there’s not really anyone at camp that actually know me, but Jon and Reid are adults that kinda know what i did! they kinda take care of me..

Jon and Reid… do you trust them? I should probably talk to them if they take care of you for… I guess the majority of the time. Especially when I’m working with the volcano…

Jon? yeah i trust him, but Reid? i wouldn’t trust him with a penny. i don’t know where Jon is, probably at work, but Reids in his bunker working with a ‘client’

… a ‘client’. The way you said it with the apostrophes… I’m not sure I like it. I should talk to Jon then at some point. So lemme know when he gets back from work.

you can hear my apost-trophes? *he shakes his head slightly before nodding* i’ll tell Jon to look for you when i see him again

Yeah, it’s… I guess it’s something I picked up in Night Vale. Anyway, that’d be great – thanks. Um… there’s one other thing, Max…

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Heh,
yeah. *he pulls one of the pods from his hoodie pocket, squeezing it a
little* how do these things even work? Does the plastic disolve? Does it
pop from the pressure of the water?

Oh – so the plastic is supposed to dissolve with water, and as the water moves it also rubs it against clothes so friction breaks it open faster. Warmer water is preferred as things dissolve in it faster, but it depends on what your fabrics need I think.

Hm. Cool.

*looks at Max, surprised, but then smiles* I’m glad that you think so!

Mhm. I’ve always wanted to try and throw one to see how hard I needed to throw it so it would pop, it never worked before.

I don’t know if throwing it with just your hand would do it… maybe with a slingshot. The pods need to be sturdy enough to be jostled around in their containers during transport to stores and to homes.

Maybe. ‘Could probably make-shift a slingshot and try that too, y’know, for science.

Heh… yeah, for science. Though I dunno about leaving splats of detergent in nature. Something might come along and try to lick it up…

Yeah, you’re probably right.

If we can find some berries or something, then we can do that. Or maybe I can make some environment-friendly pellets? Hm… Hum, hum, hum…

what would berries have to do with how hard you need to throw a tidepod before it pops?

I’m talking in regards to the slingshot, if… you wanted to play with that. We’d have to have a controlled environment for shooting Tidepods. But… I suppose that’s a discussion for another time, since we’re working on this… Where should we do it? By the fire pit?

Oh. Yeah, either by the firepit or the lake.

Well, the fire pit isn’t far from the lake. And there’s places to sit down at.