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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the-perfect-scientist:

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

“No..
A-and the whole burning at daylight thing is a lie, it’s just a bit of a
sunburn..” He explained with a wave of his hand, biting into his sleeve
and digging his fangs into it. “I can still do everything I used to do
when I was a human.. But now I drink blood and hypnotize people..”

Carlos started to type more into his ipad. “You can hypnotize people, huh?” he asked. “Are there any special requirements for hypnosis? I mean, how difficult is it?”

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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the-perfect-scientist:

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

“Okay,
I’m a little confused but whatever.. You wanna learn more about me, go
ahead I’m not going anywhere anytime soon..” The acrobat smiled warmly,
he still couldn’t quite figure out why Carlos thought he killed people.
It was probably just a human thing.

“Alright,” Carlos said. “Are you okay if I ask you a few questions? Like, about your background that can help me learn more about vampires? You’re the first one I’ve seen and though I know about them in theory, I’d like to dispel any inaccuracies that I’ve heard right away.”

Right away it was like being in an interview, he sat up straight and brushed his hair back behind his pointed ears, a chuckle between his lips as he crossed his ankles. “Well, what do you wanna know?” He began, an eager expression painted over his face.

“Well, let’s start with the beginning, I guess. You said earlier, up until you were like 20, you were normal. Do you want to expand on that for me?” Carlos was busy closing up samples and after pulling off his gloves he reached for his tablet and opened the document app to start taking notes.

He tapped his fingers along the table in thought, before he licked his lips and started speaking in a nervous manner. “W-Well that was when I went out with a bunch of friends for the party, and I got mixed up with this guy who bit me..” He chuckled, “You know, I didn’t think much of it because we were.. you know.. But the next morning I had such a pounding head ache and I felt like my teeth were being pulled,”

There was a soft sigh, as he rubbed his neck. “I had to go to the hospital because I had no pulse.. They didn’t understand why I wasn’t dead..”

Carlos nodded as he listened to the story. “Okay… did this happen in Red Mesa? Or somewhere else?” If it was in Red Mesa, then Carlos wondered if there were more vampires in the surrounding towns.

“Of course it happened there, I hadn’t joined the circus yet..” He trailed off nervously, wondering if this was just a proces of weeding out the ugly genetics, maybe Carlos had known all along! “Is that it? For questions?”

Carlos just made some more notes on his ipad. “Not quite. What other differences did you notice immediately when you were bitten? Did you feel any different?”

“No.. It was just really deep and sharp, I thought he was gonna rip my throat out.” With a chuckle and a tilt from his head, he attempted to glance over Carlos’ notes. “It was only until the next morning when everything came crashing down..”

“How so?” Carlos prompted, turning his head up to look at Skip. “Did you feel different than any other morning?”

“Thirsty..” He muttered, hanging his head a bit and nervously tugged at his collar as he sighed over parted full lips, “Very thirsty, all of the time.. Until I bit into someone,”

Carlos paused his typing for a moment. “Are you… comfortable with talking about what happened then?” he asked slowly.

He bit at his lip, feeling as though it would be best if he just blurted. “I got a rush and I’d gorge myself on these young men and they’d pay me money, it was comfortable living to say the least. It used to be so great,” Sighing whistfully, “It was so warm and filling, it made my heart get all hot and made me so dizzy and drunk.. It was godly.”

“They were wiling to do this?” Carlos asked. “Huh… I honestly didn’t see that sort of thing coming… But okay. Did you have to change any of your habits since being bitten? Like, the hours you kept?”

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

“Okay,
I’m a little confused but whatever.. You wanna learn more about me, go
ahead I’m not going anywhere anytime soon..” The acrobat smiled warmly,
he still couldn’t quite figure out why Carlos thought he killed people.
It was probably just a human thing.

“Alright,” Carlos said. “Are you okay if I ask you a few questions? Like, about your background that can help me learn more about vampires? You’re the first one I’ve seen and though I know about them in theory, I’d like to dispel any inaccuracies that I’ve heard right away.”

Right away it was like being in an interview, he sat up straight and brushed his hair back behind his pointed ears, a chuckle between his lips as he crossed his ankles. “Well, what do you wanna know?” He began, an eager expression painted over his face.

“Well, let’s start with the beginning, I guess. You said earlier, up until you were like 20, you were normal. Do you want to expand on that for me?” Carlos was busy closing up samples and after pulling off his gloves he reached for his tablet and opened the document app to start taking notes.

He tapped his fingers along the table in thought, before he licked his lips and started speaking in a nervous manner. “W-Well that was when I went out with a bunch of friends for the party, and I got mixed up with this guy who bit me..” He chuckled, “You know, I didn’t think much of it because we were.. you know.. But the next morning I had such a pounding head ache and I felt like my teeth were being pulled,”

There was a soft sigh, as he rubbed his neck. “I had to go to the hospital because I had no pulse.. They didn’t understand why I wasn’t dead..”

Carlos nodded as he listened to the story. “Okay… did this happen in Red Mesa? Or somewhere else?” If it was in Red Mesa, then Carlos wondered if there were more vampires in the surrounding towns.

“Of course it happened there, I hadn’t joined the circus yet..” He trailed off nervously, wondering if this was just a proces of weeding out the ugly genetics, maybe Carlos had known all along! “Is that it? For questions?”

Carlos just made some more notes on his ipad. “Not quite. What other differences did you notice immediately when you were bitten? Did you feel any different?”

“No.. It was just really deep and sharp, I thought he was gonna rip my throat out.” With a chuckle and a tilt from his head, he attempted to glance over Carlos’ notes. “It was only until the next morning when everything came crashing down..”

“How so?” Carlos prompted, turning his head up to look at Skip. “Did you feel different than any other morning?”

“Thirsty..” He muttered, hanging his head a bit and nervously tugged at his collar as he sighed over parted full lips, “Very thirsty, all of the time.. Until I bit into someone,”

Carlos paused his typing for a moment. “Are you… comfortable with talking about what happened then?” he asked slowly.

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

“Okay,
I’m a little confused but whatever.. You wanna learn more about me, go
ahead I’m not going anywhere anytime soon..” The acrobat smiled warmly,
he still couldn’t quite figure out why Carlos thought he killed people.
It was probably just a human thing.

“Alright,” Carlos said. “Are you okay if I ask you a few questions? Like, about your background that can help me learn more about vampires? You’re the first one I’ve seen and though I know about them in theory, I’d like to dispel any inaccuracies that I’ve heard right away.”

Right away it was like being in an interview, he sat up straight and brushed his hair back behind his pointed ears, a chuckle between his lips as he crossed his ankles. “Well, what do you wanna know?” He began, an eager expression painted over his face.

“Well, let’s start with the beginning, I guess. You said earlier, up until you were like 20, you were normal. Do you want to expand on that for me?” Carlos was busy closing up samples and after pulling off his gloves he reached for his tablet and opened the document app to start taking notes.

He tapped his fingers along the table in thought, before he licked his lips and started speaking in a nervous manner. “W-Well that was when I went out with a bunch of friends for the party, and I got mixed up with this guy who bit me..” He chuckled, “You know, I didn’t think much of it because we were.. you know.. But the next morning I had such a pounding head ache and I felt like my teeth were being pulled,”

There was a soft sigh, as he rubbed his neck. “I had to go to the hospital because I had no pulse.. They didn’t understand why I wasn’t dead..”

Carlos nodded as he listened to the story. “Okay… did this happen in Red Mesa? Or somewhere else?” If it was in Red Mesa, then Carlos wondered if there were more vampires in the surrounding towns.

“Of course it happened there, I hadn’t joined the circus yet..” He trailed off nervously, wondering if this was just a proces of weeding out the ugly genetics, maybe Carlos had known all along! “Is that it? For questions?”

Carlos just made some more notes on his ipad. “Not quite. What other differences did you notice immediately when you were bitten? Did you feel any different?”

“No.. It was just really deep and sharp, I thought he was gonna rip my throat out.” With a chuckle and a tilt from his head, he attempted to glance over Carlos’ notes. “It was only until the next morning when everything came crashing down..”

“How so?” Carlos prompted, turning his head up to look at Skip. “Did you feel different than any other morning?”

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

“Okay,
I’m a little confused but whatever.. You wanna learn more about me, go
ahead I’m not going anywhere anytime soon..” The acrobat smiled warmly,
he still couldn’t quite figure out why Carlos thought he killed people.
It was probably just a human thing.

“Alright,” Carlos said. “Are you okay if I ask you a few questions? Like, about your background that can help me learn more about vampires? You’re the first one I’ve seen and though I know about them in theory, I’d like to dispel any inaccuracies that I’ve heard right away.”

Right away it was like being in an interview, he sat up straight and brushed his hair back behind his pointed ears, a chuckle between his lips as he crossed his ankles. “Well, what do you wanna know?” He began, an eager expression painted over his face.

“Well, let’s start with the beginning, I guess. You said earlier, up until you were like 20, you were normal. Do you want to expand on that for me?” Carlos was busy closing up samples and after pulling off his gloves he reached for his tablet and opened the document app to start taking notes.

He tapped his fingers along the table in thought, before he licked his lips and started speaking in a nervous manner. “W-Well that was when I went out with a bunch of friends for the party, and I got mixed up with this guy who bit me..” He chuckled, “You know, I didn’t think much of it because we were.. you know.. But the next morning I had such a pounding head ache and I felt like my teeth were being pulled,”

There was a soft sigh, as he rubbed his neck. “I had to go to the hospital because I had no pulse.. They didn’t understand why I wasn’t dead..”

Carlos nodded as he listened to the story. “Okay… did this happen in Red Mesa? Or somewhere else?” If it was in Red Mesa, then Carlos wondered if there were more vampires in the surrounding towns.

“Of course it happened there, I hadn’t joined the circus yet..” He trailed off nervously, wondering if this was just a proces of weeding out the ugly genetics, maybe Carlos had known all along! “Is that it? For questions?”

Carlos just made some more notes on his ipad. “Not quite. What other differences did you notice immediately when you were bitten? Did you feel any different?”

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.

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

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the-perfect-scientist:

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the-perfect-scientist:

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

“Okay,
I’m a little confused but whatever.. You wanna learn more about me, go
ahead I’m not going anywhere anytime soon..” The acrobat smiled warmly,
he still couldn’t quite figure out why Carlos thought he killed people.
It was probably just a human thing.

“Alright,” Carlos said. “Are you okay if I ask you a few questions? Like, about your background that can help me learn more about vampires? You’re the first one I’ve seen and though I know about them in theory, I’d like to dispel any inaccuracies that I’ve heard right away.”

Right away it was like being in an interview, he sat up straight and brushed his hair back behind his pointed ears, a chuckle between his lips as he crossed his ankles. “Well, what do you wanna know?” He began, an eager expression painted over his face.

“Well, let’s start with the beginning, I guess. You said earlier, up until you were like 20, you were normal. Do you want to expand on that for me?” Carlos was busy closing up samples and after pulling off his gloves he reached for his tablet and opened the document app to start taking notes.

He tapped his fingers along the table in thought, before he licked his lips and started speaking in a nervous manner. “W-Well that was when I went out with a bunch of friends for the party, and I got mixed up with this guy who bit me..” He chuckled, “You know, I didn’t think much of it because we were.. you know.. But the next morning I had such a pounding head ache and I felt like my teeth were being pulled,”

There was a soft sigh, as he rubbed his neck. “I had to go to the hospital because I had no pulse.. They didn’t understand why I wasn’t dead..”

Carlos nodded as he listened to the story. “Okay… did this happen in Red Mesa? Or somewhere else?” If it was in Red Mesa, then Carlos wondered if there were more vampires in the surrounding towns.

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.

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers

the-perfect-scientist:

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

“Okay,
I’m a little confused but whatever.. You wanna learn more about me, go
ahead I’m not going anywhere anytime soon..” The acrobat smiled warmly,
he still couldn’t quite figure out why Carlos thought he killed people.
It was probably just a human thing.

“Alright,” Carlos said. “Are you okay if I ask you a few questions? Like, about your background that can help me learn more about vampires? You’re the first one I’ve seen and though I know about them in theory, I’d like to dispel any inaccuracies that I’ve heard right away.”

Right away it was like being in an interview, he sat up straight and brushed his hair back behind his pointed ears, a chuckle between his lips as he crossed his ankles. “Well, what do you wanna know?” He began, an eager expression painted over his face.

“Well, let’s start with the beginning, I guess. You said earlier, up until you were like 20, you were normal. Do you want to expand on that for me?” Carlos was busy closing up samples and after pulling off his gloves he reached for his tablet and opened the document app to start taking notes.

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.

partyplanningforsuckers

the-perfect-scientist:

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

“Okay,
I’m a little confused but whatever.. You wanna learn more about me, go
ahead I’m not going anywhere anytime soon..” The acrobat smiled warmly,
he still couldn’t quite figure out why Carlos thought he killed people.
It was probably just a human thing.

“Alright,” Carlos said. “Are you okay if I ask you a few questions? Like, about your background that can help me learn more about vampires? You’re the first one I’ve seen and though I know about them in theory, I’d like to dispel any inaccuracies that I’ve heard right away.”

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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the-perfect-scientist:

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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

It
was hard not to be embarrassed by the question, it was like your dad
asking you if you wanted to talk about the kid you punched in the face
or not. He twisted his fingers into one another, quickly and eagerly
shaking his head. “Ah, no..? There’s nothing. Why?” He asked with
suspicion in his voice, sure that Carlos was looking for something wrong
with him.

“I just wanted to ask… see if there’s something else you wanted to talk about before I… you know, go off into the land of big words and science jargon. Heh…” Carlos laughed, like it was funny, but really he was worried about boring Skip all over again. Nothing hurt your interest in your hobbies quite like someone ignoring everything you have to say about it.

“Maybe I could learn something-“

Probably not.

But he would certainly try to at least distract himself in the confusion of what the scientist was about to spout on about, he seated himself next to Carlos and glanced over the microscope wondering how much it costed. “I bet you’re so much smarter than me I could never even hope to process what you’re saying, so I’m sorry if I.. get jumbled? Science wasn’t my forte in school, sorry.”

Carlos hummed. “I’ll… try to make this as easy to understand as I can,” Carlos said. “There’s just… already so much that’s different with your biology just from this sample. For instance, the structure itself is very different from what I’ve seen before…” Carlos started to describe the shape and attributes of the cells, as compared to ‘normal’ cells. He tried as best as he could to explain things in a way that Skip might understand, but sometimes he couldn’t avoid using a big word or phrase.

“Do you think it’s because I’m a vampire?” Slip blurted suddenly, his eyes wide at his own words as they left his lips, quickly swiping a hand to his mouth in nerves. He was likely to be ridiculed now, or simply removed from the town. He couldn’t take it back no matter how hard he wished, so he waited.

Carlos turned his head up to look at him. “I… don’t know?” he asked. He wasn’t as surprised at the statement as Skip was probably expecting, he realized. But even in the “normal” world, there were oddities that Carlos was aware of. “Um, what sort of vampire are we talking? The cultural vampire, who uses blood drinking or energy sharing as a way to bond with other vampires or thralls?”

His expressions must have been an absolute mess, he was so confused that Carlos wasn’t waving a knife at him or threatening to burn him if he didn’t leave, his mouth grew dry and he shrugged. “The.. normal one?”

In truth, Skip hadn’t known any other vampires or how to be a good one, if that was even a thing. “I need blood to live.. Since I don’t have any.”

Carlos nodded. “Ah,” he said. “Okay… well, that explains it. It’s also better than another idea that I had – the serial killer ‘vampire’. That is… assuming you don’t kill anyone?” Carlos raised an eyebrow, looking at Skip.

“N-no.. What kind of question is that?” He asked nervously as he folded his hands on the table and kicked his feet beneath it, glancing up at Carlos with dark eyes. “I take what I need and they get money.. I used to do things other ways, but it got out of hand..”

“Have you ever heard of Albert Fish?” Carlos asked, but then he shook his head. “Never mind. Like I said, this kind of explains some things. The difference in your physiology compared to what would have been expected and all that. Though I am definitely interested in learning more about you 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.

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers:

the-perfect-scientist:

partyplanningforsuckers

the-perfect-scientist:

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

It
was hard not to be embarrassed by the question, it was like your dad
asking you if you wanted to talk about the kid you punched in the face
or not. He twisted his fingers into one another, quickly and eagerly
shaking his head. “Ah, no..? There’s nothing. Why?” He asked with
suspicion in his voice, sure that Carlos was looking for something wrong
with him.

“I just wanted to ask… see if there’s something else you wanted to talk about before I… you know, go off into the land of big words and science jargon. Heh…” Carlos laughed, like it was funny, but really he was worried about boring Skip all over again. Nothing hurt your interest in your hobbies quite like someone ignoring everything you have to say about it.

“Maybe I could learn something-“

Probably not.

But he would certainly try to at least distract himself in the confusion of what the scientist was about to spout on about, he seated himself next to Carlos and glanced over the microscope wondering how much it costed. “I bet you’re so much smarter than me I could never even hope to process what you’re saying, so I’m sorry if I.. get jumbled? Science wasn’t my forte in school, sorry.”

Carlos hummed. “I’ll… try to make this as easy to understand as I can,” Carlos said. “There’s just… already so much that’s different with your biology just from this sample. For instance, the structure itself is very different from what I’ve seen before…” Carlos started to describe the shape and attributes of the cells, as compared to ‘normal’ cells. He tried as best as he could to explain things in a way that Skip might understand, but sometimes he couldn’t avoid using a big word or phrase.

“Do you think it’s because I’m a vampire?” Slip blurted suddenly, his eyes wide at his own words as they left his lips, quickly swiping a hand to his mouth in nerves. He was likely to be ridiculed now, or simply removed from the town. He couldn’t take it back no matter how hard he wished, so he waited.

Carlos turned his head up to look at him. “I… don’t know?” he asked. He wasn’t as surprised at the statement as Skip was probably expecting, he realized. But even in the “normal” world, there were oddities that Carlos was aware of. “Um, what sort of vampire are we talking? The cultural vampire, who uses blood drinking or energy sharing as a way to bond with other vampires or thralls?”

His expressions must have been an absolute mess, he was so confused that Carlos wasn’t waving a knife at him or threatening to burn him if he didn’t leave, his mouth grew dry and he shrugged. “The.. normal one?”

In truth, Skip hadn’t known any other vampires or how to be a good one, if that was even a thing. “I need blood to live.. Since I don’t have any.”

Carlos nodded. “Ah,” he said. “Okay… well, that explains it. It’s also better than another idea that I had – the serial killer ‘vampire’. That is… assuming you don’t kill anyone?” Carlos raised an eyebrow, looking at Skip.