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Food for the Soul (closed w/ selfmedicatingmayor)

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Carlos smiled at Hancock and shook his head. “No. So, this is interesting – the fan cools this end of the piece,” he pointed to one side with the screwdriver. “So when that is cool, all the heat over here,” – he swirled the point of the screwdriver above the remaining parts like a wand – “tries to go back and warm it up. But then the fan just pushes the heat back out and cools it. It keeps going like that, heat that gets generated over here just flows out like a river just to get pushed out of the terminal.” As he explained he pointed the screwdriver at one end and drew it along to show the flow of motion. “It’s kind of like how wind gets created, actually… or how reactor cooling systems are used.”

“That…… huh. How the hell did they even figure out how to do that? Doesn’t really seem intuitive, y’know? Still actually doesn’t make a whole lotta sense to me how that works, but I believe ya.” Hancock let out a soft chuckle and offered a shrug as he glanced from the terminal back to Carlos. “I didn’t actually know any of that. Heh, must seem pretty stupid to a genius like you, huh?”

Carlos blushed a bit. “Oh, come on, I’m not really a genius… I just had an education.”

He suddenly froze. Shit, that sounded so… so pretentious and horrible!

“I – no, I don’t mean it like that!” Carlos quickly back-pedaled. “I meant – I meant I got an old-world education, and it specialized in mechanics for the wo- the job that my G.O.A.T. exam had placed me in s-so I have a head for this stuff. You… you have a head for resource management, leadership, and charisma. Just, uh… just different strengths is all.” Carlos tired to smile at him awkwardly, hoping that he hadn’t messed up too terribly.

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Yondu
make a grumbled whine and stays snuggled close and starts nibbling and
kissing at his neck with a purr. “ noooo no get up…. warm comfy….
mine..”

Carlos yelped. “Ah! Yondu, stop biting at me!” he said and he gently smacked at his shoulder. “Come on! I smell sausage and eggs!”

Grunts and then kisses him full on humming into the kiss deepening ithands playing through his hair.

Carlos quickly started to get uneasy with the kiss. It felt nice, but did Yondu know what he was doing? Carlos made a noise before putting his hands on YOndu’s shoulder and pushing him, though not hard – just enough for him to get the idea.

Yondu mumbles still pretty much asleep and snuggles back up with him slowly waking up. “Mhmmm….. boys here yet?”

“Uh… uh, no. But it’s breakfast time. You should eat something… it’ll help you wake up.” Carlos pat his shoulder again. “Come on – for serious. Let’s get up.”

dead max is planning to steal a car and rob a liquor store, how do you feel about that? knowing you adopted a mistake?

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You know, last time I listened to one of you guys I was wrong. Fool me twice and all that… Lemme just ask the boy myself.

@dedmaxsearchhistory? You hearing this? *gestures upward*

*oh shyt* yup- w-why would the anon think i was trying to rob a liqior store…?

*blinks at Max* Yeah…. why would they think that? *seems like Max is acting weird. Time for a little psychology…* I mean, you’re just a kid – How would you even pull that off? Kids are smart… but not that smart.

*he looked offended for a second before shrugging* i dunno, i’ve seen some kids do some pretty impressive things, and really all you need is the right tools and the right attitude and then almost anything is possible…

Oh yeah? YOu really think they could drive a car with those prepubescent legs and rob a liquor store without getting caught? Yet?

it’s to drive if you push the seat up a bunch! and who knows how they didn’t get caught, maybe they had cool masks or somthing..!

They couldn’t have possibly seen over the hood of the car. And what kind of cool masks? Like Jason Voorhees? That’s not cool – that’s tacky.

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i tjink thaere’s still a nial in my headd

Damn… should I get the pliers, Max? Will.. will it hurt?

*he rubs the area he was hit, whincing slightly* will it hurt? probably..

Oh… um, okay. I… I’ll get my tools. And a water bottle – it should get cleaned up some too. Just.. just hang on.

*he nods and sits on the ground, still pretty out of of it*

*comes back* Okay… Okay, okay, let’s see what I’m working with here. Where… where is it, Max? Max? You with me, buddy?

*he groans slightly, tightly shutting his eyes* it’s fucking… *points to the side of his head* right here…

Okay… um… okay. Can you.. hold your hair out of the way?

*he nods and pulls his hair out of the way so Carlos could see the nail*

*he mails a gross noise. God, that… that is really in there. He takes a deep breath* Okay… gonna get some water on that first. *he opens the bottle and as gently as he can pours a small stream over the wound, trying to wash away blood so he can see it a little better*

*he doesn’t really react, he just sighs softly and closes his eyes*

*carlos snaps on a rubber glove from his pocket (he is a scientist after all and is always prepared) and he finishes cleaning as best as he can. He then gets his pliers.* Okay, um… I”m just gonna yank this out I guess. Max, do you… is there anything I should expect? Will you bleed some more? Or will you… will you die suddenly or… something?

i.. don’t think i’ll die, but i’ll probably bleed alot once it’s out… *he shrugs* but i’ve been wrong before so who fucking knows

Uh, um, then… I’ll try to be careful… God damn… *he takes a deep breath and reaches for the nail* This might hurt…

*he nods slightly, and holds as still as he can as he waits for this to be over*

*Carlos grabs the nail with the pliers and before he can talk himself out of it he yanks on it. Hard. It pops out almost too easily*

OW! SON OF A BITCH! *he puts a hand over the spot* t-thanks… *there was definitely alot of blood, but Max doesn’t seem to notice*

Oh, shit! Hang on! *he digs in his pocket for a tissue packet and pulls out a few of them. He moves Max’s hand and presses the wad of tissues to the wound, trying to stop the bleeding.* Oh God, oh God, oh God… that’s so much…

what’s going on? so much of what? *worried child noise* d-did something go wrong?

I… I don’t know? The nail’s out, Max. But you’re bleeding a lot. I dunno if it’s because it’s a head wound… how are you feeling? Can you tell me?

i feel as numb as before but now i guess kinda cold ?? how much is alot?

Um… I’d say probably normal for a headwound. But I don’t know how deep the nail went. Do you have a healing factor? Or does it just… stop bleeding and sort of scar over?

i think i only heal really quick when i’m dead… i think i still have a healing potion though.. *he starts looking through his pockets, looks like the bleeding slowed abit*

You only heal when you’re dead? Um… alright… *he checks the compress before pushing it to the wound again* Hey, try not to move around too much, buddy.

okay dad, h-h-here’s a quick question for you, your in a shytty car going as fast it can, which is still slow as shyt, and your panicking because your friend just passed out from fucking b-blood loss, what do i do?!

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‘Dad’? Who’s this?

Well, first, I’d keep going to the hospital. Unless it’s too far away. THen stop and put a compress to your friend’s wound. Elevate their legs and have someone call 911 – paramedics are ALLOWED to break traffic laws, but you aren’t.

i-it’s alright now, i got her to hospital *he smiled slightly and glanced away*

Oh good… thank goodness. Is everything okay, Max?

*he nods* just.. alittle shaken up still i guess..

Okay… understandable. I’m glad you’re okay.

*he smiles slightly* yeah..  have you ever had to drive a friend to a hospital?

Yeah, actually… back in college a friend of mine was in a golfcart accident and I drove him.

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For a second Carlos was just confused and he didn’t know
what Hancock was talking about. But then he understood and he was… well, he
was a little shocked. “Hancock… this might be news to you, but I don’t think
about sex all the time,” Carlos said, offering a little smile to show that he
was trying to be at least a bit humorous.

He squeezed Hancock’s hands, but then
relaxed his grip so that the other could take them back if he wanted to. “I’m
sorry you’re scared. Do… you wanna wait to do this? Bathing together I mean?”

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i tjink thaere’s still a nial in my headd

Damn… should I get the pliers, Max? Will.. will it hurt?

*he rubs the area he was hit, whincing slightly* will it hurt? probably..

Oh… um, okay. I… I’ll get my tools. And a water bottle – it should get cleaned up some too. Just.. just hang on.

*he nods and sits on the ground, still pretty out of of it*

*comes back* Okay… Okay, okay, let’s see what I’m working with here. Where… where is it, Max? Max? You with me, buddy?

*he groans slightly, tightly shutting his eyes* it’s fucking… *points to the side of his head* right here…

Okay… um… okay. Can you.. hold your hair out of the way?

*he nods and pulls his hair out of the way so Carlos could see the nail*

*he mails a gross noise. God, that… that is really in there. He takes a deep breath* Okay… gonna get some water on that first. *he opens the bottle and as gently as he can pours a small stream over the wound, trying to wash away blood so he can see it a little better*

*he doesn’t really react, he just sighs softly and closes his eyes*

*carlos snaps on a rubber glove from his pocket (he is a scientist after all and is always prepared) and he finishes cleaning as best as he can. He then gets his pliers.* Okay, um… I”m just gonna yank this out I guess. Max, do you… is there anything I should expect? Will you bleed some more? Or will you… will you die suddenly or… something?

i.. don’t think i’ll die, but i’ll probably bleed alot once it’s out… *he shrugs* but i’ve been wrong before so who fucking knows

Uh, um, then… I’ll try to be careful… God damn… *he takes a deep breath and reaches for the nail* This might hurt…

*he nods slightly, and holds as still as he can as he waits for this to be over*

*Carlos grabs the nail with the pliers and before he can talk himself out of it he yanks on it. Hard. It pops out almost too easily*

OW! SON OF A BITCH! *he puts a hand over the spot* t-thanks… *there was definitely alot of blood, but Max doesn’t seem to notice*

Oh, shit! Hang on! *he digs in his pocket for a tissue packet and pulls out a few of them. He moves Max’s hand and presses the wad of tissues to the wound, trying to stop the bleeding.* Oh God, oh God, oh God… that’s so much…

what’s going on? so much of what? *worried child noise* d-did something go wrong?

I… I don’t know? The nail’s out, Max. But you’re bleeding a lot. I dunno if it’s because it’s a head wound… how are you feeling? Can you tell me?

i feel as numb as before but now i guess kinda cold ?? how much is alot?

Um… I’d say probably normal for a headwound. But I don’t know how deep the nail went. Do you have a healing factor? Or does it just… stop bleeding and sort of scar over?

dead max is planning to steal a car and rob a liquor store, how do you feel about that? knowing you adopted a mistake?

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You know, last time I listened to one of you guys I was wrong. Fool me twice and all that… Lemme just ask the boy myself.

@dedmaxsearchhistory? You hearing this? *gestures upward*

*oh shyt* yup- w-why would the anon think i was trying to rob a liqior store…?

*blinks at Max* Yeah…. why would they think that? *seems like Max is acting weird. Time for a little psychology…* I mean, you’re just a kid – How would you even pull that off? Kids are smart… but not that smart.

*he looked offended for a second before shrugging* i dunno, i’ve seen some kids do some pretty impressive things, and really all you need is the right tools and the right attitude and then almost anything is possible…

Oh yeah? YOu really think they could drive a car with those prepubescent legs and rob a liquor store without getting caught? Yet?

okay dad, h-h-here’s a quick question for you, your in a shytty car going as fast it can, which is still slow as shyt, and your panicking because your friend just passed out from fucking b-blood loss, what do i do?!

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‘Dad’? Who’s this?

Well, first, I’d keep going to the hospital. Unless it’s too far away. THen stop and put a compress to your friend’s wound. Elevate their legs and have someone call 911 – paramedics are ALLOWED to break traffic laws, but you aren’t.

i-it’s alright now, i got her to hospital *he smiled slightly and glanced away*

Oh good… thank goodness. Is everything okay, Max?

*he nods* just.. alittle shaken up still i guess..

Okay… understandable. I’m glad you’re okay.