the-perfect-scientist:

Carlos looked at him, for a second worrying that the other
might be serious. But then he realized that Hancock was just teasing him, and
so he chuckled sheepishly. “Nah, I just… haven’t had time. And I usually don’t
go on dates with people I’ve only met twice before.” Nor did he go on road
trips with those same people, but there they were…

He then smiled at Hancock. “I’m amazed still that you do so
much,” he said. And, presumably, all without a time-turner.”

Well, there went any hopes of that happening. Hancock’s smile faltered slightly, just a brief flicker of disappointment crossing his face as he turned back to the road. “Nowadays, most folks don’t even seem to meet their dates once before goin’ out, but I guess that’s probably more hookup culture, hmm? Can’t say I’m not guilty of jumping the gun a little, heh.”

Clearing his throat, the redhead shook his head and let out a soft chuckle, glancing back to Carlos. “Please, I barely trust myself with a wand, I can’t even imagine the kinds of shit I’d fuck up with a time-turner. I don’t mess with time, not a good idea, mate.”

Carlos just smiled and shrugged. “Each to their own – some people
are able to do more, I guess.” He chuckled. “I didn’t expect you to have one. I
was just making a point – you’re clearly a very busy person, and it’s
incredible. I admire it, actually.”

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selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos shook his head. “No, thank you. I’m good. Give me a
second…”

Carlos picked up his bowl and dumped the remaining bits of
cereal and crumbs into his mouth. He chewed a bit, noisily, before taking the
juice he made and taking a giant gulp to wash all the dry food down.

He hummed and nodded. “Okay, ready,” he said as he stood up,
grabbing his empty bowl and the bottle with him.

“Heh, sorry, didn’t mean to make ya rush.” He chuckled, getting up from his seat and bringing his bowl over to the sink to leave it for later. “Is there anything I can do to help ya out with this? I mean, I don’t know anything about workin’ on terminals, but I could hand ya shit, or something.”

Carlos followed Hancock to the sink to set his bowl down. He
drank the rest of his juice and set the bottle down as well. “It’s no trouble
at all – I’ve been kinda eager to get to work on it.” He looked at Hancock. “Yeah,
you can help out. I know you wanted to be there just to make sure I didn’t
snoop or anything, right?”

selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos smiled a bit awkwardly and shrugged. “Yeah… It’s no
wonder I haven’t even been on a date in such a long time,” he joked. “But yeah,
I do love my work. It keeps me very
busy, and I don’t mind it.”

“Would ya like to go on a date?” He grinned over at him, even winking for good measure. “I s’pose I can’t really judge, I’m pretty married to my work too. ‘Work’ being runnin’ those two pubs and a couple’a shelters. Nothin’ as impressive as what you do.”

Carlos looked at him, for a second worrying that the other
might be serious. But then he realized that Hancock was just teasing him, and
so he chuckled sheepishly. “Nah, I just… haven’t had time. And I usually don’t
go on dates with people I’ve only met twice before.” Nor did he go on road
trips with those same people, but there they were…

He then smiled at Hancock. “I’m amazed still that you do so
much,” he said. And, presumably, all without a time-turner.”

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selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos just smiled at him. “Thank you so much,” he said
again. “This is definitely something to me,
and I’ll do my best – I promise.”

“I know you will, you always do.” Came Hancock’s soft reply, a warm smile on his lips. “Now then, you want anything else or you ready to get started on that terminal?”

Carlos shook his head. “No, thank you. I’m good. Give me a
second…”

Carlos picked up his bowl and dumped the remaining bits of
cereal and crumbs into his mouth. He chewed a bit, noisily, before taking the
juice he made and taking a giant gulp to wash all the dry food down.

He hummed and nodded. “Okay, ready,” he said as he stood up,
grabbing his empty bowl and the bottle with him.

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selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos sighed and nodded, smiling. “Yeah… I’d really
appreciate that, Hancock. Thank you very much.”

It was… kind of nice and touching that Hancock would be
looking out for him and offer him jobs to keep him out of the wasteland. Carlos
was really grateful for that. He hoped he’d be able to get the opportunity to
express that.

“It’s nothin’, really. You deserve it, you shouldn’t have to feel like you gotta go out and risk your life just to survive, y’know?”

While Hancock would probably say he’d do just this for anyone, that wasn’t entirely true. Since Carlos had started coming around, the ghoul had grown a soft spot for him, he appreciated him and his sweetness, it was a nice change from the grumpy cynicism he was used to and he wanted to keep him around.

Carlos just smiled at him. “Thank you so much,” he said
again. “This is definitely something to me,
and I’ll do my best – I promise.”

selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos’ smile turned sheepish. “Well, I mean… I do see
movies. With my brother. And… I like westerns. But… yeah, my hobbies mostly
surround my work. I have my own workspace at home, so…” He shrugged slightly,
still smiling but not looking at Hancock.

“Hey, it’s alright. Heh, sorry if it sounded like I was judgin’ ya, I didn’t mean to make ya feel awkward or anythin’.” He glanced over, offering an apologetic smile. “I’m just surprised by that, y’know? But if it’s work that makes ya happy, that’s great, I’m happy for ya.”

Carlos smiled a bit awkwardly and shrugged. “Yeah… It’s no
wonder I haven’t even been on a date in such a long time,” he joked. “But yeah,
I do love my work. It keeps me very
busy, and I don’t mind it.”

selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos smiled at him. “Well, I work with technology and
trying to combine them with modern magic. It’s… about all I do, really. I enjoy
it, which… is what I’d always wanted in a career.”

“That’s it? You don’t have any hobbies? Don’t go to the movies or play games or anythin’, just work? I mean, don’t get me wrong, it’s great ya like your work, I’m just curious.”

Carlos’ smile turned sheepish. “Well, I mean… I do see
movies. With my brother. And… I like westerns. But… yeah, my hobbies mostly
surround my work. I have my own workspace at home, so…” He shrugged slightly,
still smiling but not looking at Hancock.

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selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos smiled at him. “Well, thank you. It’s up to you, of
course… I’m just saying I’m willing. Math and engineering is just about all I’m
really good for.”

“I’ll let ya know if I need any help with that. Til then, we’ll put ya to work on that engineering stuff ya like to do, yeah? I’ll keep you busy so you don’t gotta go out into those ruins so much.”

Carlos sighed and nodded, smiling. “Yeah… I’d really
appreciate that, Hancock. Thank you very much.”

It was… kind of nice and touching that Hancock would be
looking out for him and offer him jobs to keep him out of the wasteland. Carlos
was really grateful for that. He hoped he’d be able to get the opportunity to
express that.

selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist:

“Oh… um… okay. I guess… some folks are just like that,”
Carlos said a little awkwardly. He didn’t know what to say to that… without
insulting Hancock’s brother, who Carlos of course never met. He also wasn’t sure if ‘sorry’ was appropriate – the guy wasn’t dead, just… apparently an asshole.

“I’m sorry, I uh, I shouldn’t have brought him up, heh. Always get myself all worked up thinkin’ about him.” He glanced over, offering an apologetic little smile. “What uh…. what kinda stuff do ya do for fun back home?”

Carlos smiled at him. “Well, I work with technology and
trying to combine them with modern magic. It’s… about all I do, really. I enjoy
it, which… is what I’d always wanted in a career.”

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selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist:

Carlos nodded. “Yeah, I understand,” he said. “Engineering
requires a lot of numbers know-how, so I’ll be your man if you ever need the
help.” He ate more of his cereal, not really thinking about what he’d just said
to Hancock.

“Thanks man, that’s real sweet of ya. Ain’t many folks I’d trust to help me with some’a that stuff anyway, too many around here lookin’ to get one over on everyone, y’know? You seem like the trustworthy type though.”

Carlos smiled at him. “Well, thank you. It’s up to you, of
course… I’m just saying I’m willing. Math and engineering is just about all I’m
really good for.”