Percy is in the inbox -thegravemistergraves

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the-perfect-scientist:

First three in my inbox get kisses 1/3

Carlos didn’t usually just go around kissing folks. But he was at least safe in the knowledge that Percival wouldn’t just punch him outright. Maybe.

Carlos gently touched the man’s arm to get his attention, and while Percival was turned toward him Carlos got up on his toes a bit and pressed a gentle – just a touch of the lips – kiss to the Director’s mouth.

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Percival deflated slightly. “If you want to.” He said quietly. “Although I don’t think i’ll be forgetting it anytime soon, sorry to say.” He had a hint of teasing in his smile.

“And, you really. Have no need to apologize.”

Carlos forced a smile. “What, you planning on
teasing me about it later?” he asked, giving a small laugh.

Great – this was how he was going to die.

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the-perfect-scientist:

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Percival laughed. “Alright… if you say so. But I would rather have lunch as an adult. We might be getting less looks if i was an adult.”

Carlos frowned at that. “Are… we getting
strange looks?” he asked. He looked around himself. He hadn’t really noticed…

“Only a little bit.” Percival laughed. “I’ve only noticed because I’m a suspicious asshole most of the time.” He admitted. “Thats how few we’re getting.”

Carlos looked at him and gave a sheepish
smile. “Ah, I see,” he said. He laughed softly. “You’re just getting me
concerned over nothing, you stinker.”

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the-perfect-scientist:

Send me ‘👤🔀👤’ for our muses to switch bodies for one thread.

Carlos had gone to sleep the night before very tired. He was still very groggy, but as he pushed himself up from the bed he realized something – his bedding was the wrong color. And so were his hands. As he inspected them he realized also that they were the wrong shape. He was the wrong shape. And he discovered that he was missing a leg as well, though the wound had long-since healed from an evidently clean amputation.

He was in a strange house in body not his own. It took a while for Carlos to try and figure out the prosthetic nearby. When it was attached it didn’t feel comfortable at all, so he figured he’d done something wrong. When he caught a glimpse of his reflection in a vanity and soon realized just who he was right then: Percival Graves. Oh boy…

Did that mean Graves was him; as in, did the other man wake up in Carlos’ body? He hoped Graves was awake and they would meet to sort this out soon.

And help with the prosthetic leg.

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“I
ran into a man today, just bumped into him… didn’t really get a good
look at his face. I don’t really… I didn’t really think about it. I bump
into a lot of people at work.” Busy hallways and all that.

“mm. People are not pleasant.”

Carlos shook his head. “Yeah, sometimes not,”
he agreed. Gosh… now that he was thinking about it, he remembered how
frustrating he found the whole thing. “That man practically made me pick up all
of his books – he barely even helped. He kept fussing with his cloak and the
furry Russian-style hat on his head.”

Carlos sighed. “Sorry… I’m still rather peeved
about it.”

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the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos chuckled. “You sure, man?” he asked. “I’ve
seen The Quiet Man, and it looks like
Irish people can get quite nasty with the fisticuffs.”

“Heh, well, I won’t deny we got a lotta fight in us, but don’t go thinkin’ all Irish folk are like ya see in the movies. Most of us are actually pretty relaxed most’a the time, cheery, even. I blame the booze.”

Carlos laughed. “Of course,” he said. He took
a breath. Well, the joke couldn’t harm much, he supposed. “I was just thinking…
about how the country is so small and compact, and how you definitely match
your surroundings, being small yourself.” He looked at Hancock and gave him a smile – halfway apologetic.

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the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos shook his head immediately. “No, no, I
just… I just thought of something funny. Don’t mind me.” Damn. He hoped Hancock
didn’t ask about it – he didn’t wanna say something potentially offending to
the other wizard.

“Heh alright, not gonna share then?” He chuckled. If Carlos didn’t want to expand on this thought, he wouldn’t press, but the redhead was easygoing enough not to be offended by a short joke.

Carlos just smiled and shook his head. “Nah…”
He thought for a moment. “I mean… not unless I wanna get smacked…” he ventured softly.