My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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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.

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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?”

“Just an hour or so really, I just need to clear my mind and get set what I want to do with your men so I don’t get off task,” He explained softly, moving his eyes back to Carlos. “That okay?”

“Scientists,” Carlos corrected gently with a smile. “Not all of them are men, you know. But yeah, absolutely – we’ll be here all day so take your time.”

“Oh- sorry, I didn’t mean any disrespect..” He said quickly, reaching forward and taking Carlos’ arm gently to get his point noticed. “I know there are women and other genders here, I just generalized to make it easier. I’m sorry if I offended you.”

“You’re okay,” Carlos assured him. “I appreciate you clarifying for me too.”

He shook his head, sighing as he cleared his mind and returned to the issue at hand. “So.. Later today..? Just any time? Because I was thinking maybe around four o’clock, just so I can eat and then come back.”

“Well, time doesn’t work like it’s supposed to in Night Vale,” Carlos reminded Skip. “But certainly, try your best. We’ll be seeing you around then.” He offered Skip a smile.

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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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.

@partyplanningforsuckers

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?”

“Just an hour or so really, I just need to clear my mind and get set what I want to do with your men so I don’t get off task,” He explained softly, moving his eyes back to Carlos. “That okay?”

“Scientists,” Carlos corrected gently with a smile. “Not all of them are men, you know. But yeah, absolutely – we’ll be here all day so take your time.”

“Oh- sorry, I didn’t mean any disrespect..” He said quickly, reaching forward and taking Carlos’ arm gently to get his point noticed. “I know there are women and other genders here, I just generalized to make it easier. I’m sorry if I offended you.”

“You’re okay,” Carlos assured him. “I appreciate you clarifying for me too.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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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.

@partyplanningforsuckers

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?”

“Just an hour or so really, I just need to clear my mind and get set what I want to do with your men so I don’t get off task,” He explained softly, moving his eyes back to Carlos. “That okay?”

“Scientists,” Carlos corrected gently with a smile. “Not all of them are men, you know. But yeah, absolutely – we’ll be here all day so take your time.”

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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.”

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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.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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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.

@partyplanningforsuckers

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?”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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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.

@partyplanningforsuckers

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.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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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.

@partyplanningforsuckers

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.”

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Carlos chuckled. “Nah, nah, it’s just… I said them so often. I’d be met with a unanimous groaning of ‘Carlos…’ if it was a particularly bad one. My classmates often found them pretty… punishing.”

“Now that was an obvious one.” He gave him a pointed look, though the smile remained on his face. “I’ll laugh at your jokes, but not the easy ones, that’s low-hanging fruit right there and I know you can do better, mate.”

“Would you prefer that I scrape even lower into poop jokes?” Carlos teased, but he had a good-natured grin on his face. He understood, of course. He decided that, at least on this trip, he’ll try hard to make the jokes work for Hancock.

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”Glad to know I could make your day better, what’s your name?” Tony gives a faint smile, he still cant quite BELIEVE that Carlos had said such nice words to him. “Don’t mention it, it’s what I do yuh know?” A small smile falls past his lips as he glances down for a brief moment looking up ever so slightly now at Carlos.

“I’ll be seeing you around more often, yeah?” There’s a HOPEFUL gleam in Tony’s eyes, having some one who would VALIDATE him was rare and much needed. “Or at least I hope so, it’s not everyday I get some one like you round here.” Tony chuckles.

Carlos was surprised by the request for his name. “Uh, it’s… it’s Carlos,” he said. He carefully chose not to tell his last name – he didn’t know if Stark would, but if the man happened to decide to look him up and see Carlos’ history then Stark might not be as appreciative of Carlos’ sentiments. “And, uh, I certainly hope that I made yours. Your day better, I mean.”

Carlos then shrugged. “You might see me around… but honestly, I’m working trying to…” No, no, wait – don’t tell him you’re looking for a job. “I’m, um, saving money so that I can head back home sometime.” Soon, hopefully.