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sighs. “Used to have a fin….. would glow faintly when I’d use the
arrow…..I Well…… when I was a slave I was a experiment …. the cut off my
fin then started installing the implant into my brain. They didn’t care
that there other test subjects ended up with irreparable brain damage
or it got bad enough there brains exploded…. they wanted to see if they
could replicate the natural powers of the centaurians race….”

Edwardo looked to him with a frown. “Ah… I see. I’m sorry to hear about that, Yondu. It… sounds like a very painful experience.” He didn’t prompt Yondu for more, in case he didn’t want to talk about it.

Chuckles. “Wow… What is it about your family carlos…. that makes me spill my whole past without and issues? I’m Never this lose lipped.”

“Probably the fact that we’re not connected to any big crime out in space besides you?” Carlos quipped. “We sell you out.” He grinned at Yondu.

Laughs and nods grinning a bit. “So Eduardo. … what do you call this dish?”

“We’re making tacos,” Edwardo said. “That salad i had you slice and toss will be a topping. THe potatoes and onions here, are going to give the meat some carbs and flavor. My boys love potatoes – it’s a really starchy root, I don’t know if you noticed. I’m going to add some more spices to the meat here…” He reached to the rack that had containers of so many spices – many well-used – and started to add a good amount of many of them. “This’ll make it a bit spicy – but we have cheese that can take some of the bite out of it if you or some of the others prefer.”

“Not Kraglin, though – he’s lactose-intolerant, apparently,” Carlos reminded him.

Edwardo nodded. “Yes… not Kraglin. He’ll just have to die.” He smirked, obviously joking. “Heh. But really, I picked up some goat cheese for him. We can shred that up and he can see if he likes it. It’s not the same as cow’s milk so he might be alright with it.”

“You give my boy milk you won’t be killing him… you’ll kill us because he’ll gas us out of existence. Hahaha!” He grins watching Eduardo cook. “Tacooos…. interesting. Tacooos. And… what’s a goat?”

“It’s another mammal that produces milk,” Edwardo told him. “But it’s much smaller – the animal, I mean. It’s milk has different enzymes in it so it shouldn’t hurt Kraglin when he eats it. Lactose intolerance is very common here on Earth.”

“God, I wish I could just pass out right about now.” ((Lets play the “Can Mia actually play out an actual gods damned thread?” game! xD

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Carlos looked to her, a little big concerned. “Uh… do you need to?” he asked her. “Are you okay?”

“I’d like to know how it works, too,” she gave him a sad little smile and shook her head. “But, they must have their secrets as well as anyone else, no? It is not my place to force that from them.”

“Yeah… I guess not,” he said. “Um, so… kids. What does she like? Uh… what – what’s her name again?”

“She is called Jade. She likes music and drawing things.”

“Music and drawing. Okay. Huh… I wonder if she’d like Animusic…” He probably still had that DVD stashed somewhere.

“It would be worth a try if you were wanting to entertain the children,” Mia shrugged. She had no idea what he was talking about, but assumed it was probably either a show or a cd that the scientist could put on for the kids.

“Alright. Ooh – does she like Bob Ross?” he then asked suddenly.

“I, ah, have not chosen to give her much experience with Terrandi television,” Mia’s response was almost sheepish.

“Oh,” Carlos said. “Well… he’s an artist. A painter. Very soft-spoken and he teaches techniques through his videos. I’m not a painter, but it’s pretty mesmerising to watch him work. Now that I think of it, he’d probably interest the other kids too if they watched… hm…”

“God, I wish I could just pass out right about now.” ((Lets play the “Can Mia actually play out an actual gods damned thread?” game! xD

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Carlos looked to her, a little big concerned. “Uh… do you need to?” he asked her. “Are you okay?”

“I’d like to know how it works, too,” she gave him a sad little smile and shook her head. “But, they must have their secrets as well as anyone else, no? It is not my place to force that from them.”

“Yeah… I guess not,” he said. “Um, so… kids. What does she like? Uh… what – what’s her name again?”

“She is called Jade. She likes music and drawing things.”

“Music and drawing. Okay. Huh… I wonder if she’d like Animusic…” He probably still had that DVD stashed somewhere.

“It would be worth a try if you were wanting to entertain the children,” Mia shrugged. She had no idea what he was talking about, but assumed it was probably either a show or a cd that the scientist could put on for the kids.

“Alright. Ooh – does she like Bob Ross?” he then asked suddenly.

“God, I wish I could just pass out right about now.” ((Lets play the “Can Mia actually play out an actual gods damned thread?” game! xD

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Carlos looked to her, a little big concerned. “Uh… do you need to?” he asked her. “Are you okay?”

“I’d like to know how it works, too,” she gave him a sad little smile and shook her head. “But, they must have their secrets as well as anyone else, no? It is not my place to force that from them.”

“Yeah… I guess not,” he said. “Um, so… kids. What does she like? Uh… what – what’s her name again?”

“She is called Jade. She likes music and drawing things.”

“Music and drawing. Okay. Huh… I wonder if she’d like Animusic…” He probably still had that DVD stashed somewhere.

Max. We’ve gotta talk.

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why do i feel like i would rather run away-

You want to –? Max, I’m not going to hurt you. But I do have something very serious to discuss with you.

Where are you getting the alcohol, Max?

*he glanced away, holding his arm tightly* nowhere..

Max… please. I’m trying to look out for you. I want you to be safe and I want to help you make good decisions.

*he holds his breath before replying* i-i’ve been stealing it..

*is silent for a second.* Oh, Max…

*he just quietly looks at the ground*

*sighs* Let’s… let’s go get it then. And dump it.

*he nods slightly, still tightly holding his arm*

Show me where it is, Max. I’ll help you get rid of it.

he holds up a marker hey Carlos, wanna sign my cast? -dedmax

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Wha? Um, I guess? I… what happened, Max?

*he chuckles* you don’t have to worry about me resting, i won’t be ju- falling off any roofs anytime soon..!

Or doing much of anything else, right? Gosh, after you get that cast off there’ll be physical therapy to worry about. I should probably read up on that…

physical therapy? what? i’ve broken alot of bones before but i’ve never gone to ‘physical therapy’.. *he glanced away*

Well, it’s just to help you build up your muscle again so you don’t break or strain so soon. I’ll help, don’t worry. You, uh… I did notice that you already do get in a lot of ‘accidents’, Max, so I”m not surprised you’ve broken something before.

~~less then half if them were actual accidents~~ thanks Carlos *he smiles alightly*

You’re welcome, Max. Again, if you need anything… just let me know. Even if it’s help opening a soda.

“God, I wish I could just pass out right about now.” ((Lets play the “Can Mia actually play out an actual gods damned thread?” game! xD

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Carlos looked to her, a little big concerned. “Uh… do you need to?” he asked her. “Are you okay?”

“There is a rare breed of dragon with gemstones as their breath power. Anything not able to be mined can be collected from them when they choose to share, or scavenged from a battlefield. Gems are plentiful for us, but not so for most other planets. Hence why we can use them as currency and still have them to trade.”

“Oh, interesting!” carlos said. “I wonder how they do it. Do they consume minerals and other raw elements?”

“Not even the Riders or the royal family are permitted to know the secrets of draconic magic,” Mia replied with a shrug. “I know the breath powers of every breed, but not how they do it, or how nearly all of them can keep from injuring their Rider if the Rider is caught in the blast.”

Carlos was a little disappointed by that answer. “Oh. Well, okay, I guess,” he said. “That’s a shame. But okay.” Darnit – he wanted to know something about magic biology.

“I’d like to know how it works, too,” she gave him a sad little smile and shook her head. “But, they must have their secrets as well as anyone else, no? It is not my place to force that from them.”

“Yeah… I guess not,” he said. “Um, so… kids. What does she like? Uh… what – what’s her name again?”

“God, I wish I could just pass out right about now.” ((Lets play the “Can Mia actually play out an actual gods damned thread?” game! xD

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Carlos looked to her, a little big concerned. “Uh… do you need to?” he asked her. “Are you okay?”

“There is a rare breed of dragon with gemstones as their breath power. Anything not able to be mined can be collected from them when they choose to share, or scavenged from a battlefield. Gems are plentiful for us, but not so for most other planets. Hence why we can use them as currency and still have them to trade.”

“Oh, interesting!” carlos said. “I wonder how they do it. Do they consume minerals and other raw elements?”

“Not even the Riders or the royal family are permitted to know the secrets of draconic magic,” Mia replied with a shrug. “I know the breath powers of every breed, but not how they do it, or how nearly all of them can keep from injuring their Rider if the Rider is caught in the blast.”

Carlos was a little disappointed by that answer. “Oh. Well, okay, I guess,” he said. “That’s a shame. But okay.” Darnit – he wanted to know something about magic biology.

“God, I wish I could just pass out right about now.” ((Lets play the “Can Mia actually play out an actual gods damned thread?” game! xD

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Carlos looked to her, a little big concerned. “Uh… do you need to?” he asked her. “Are you okay?”

“It’s stored inside an actual earring, Carlos,” she explained patiently, flicking at the thing to put her communiscanner away again. “Unless you remove it yourself, it won’t come out so you’ll always have it on you. Waterproof, too.”

“Ooh, fancy,” Carlos said. “You said they were cheap? How? I… humans can barely even begin to imagine that kind of tech, much less mass-produce it.”

“Please remember that our main currency is diamonds and gemstones. Anything we can’t find on our planet, we can trade gems for with other planets. Makes getting materials for advancing technology much easier than needing to find them on world itself.”

“Diamonds? Really? Are they not as common on your planet then? Or just uncommon enough to use as currency? Here on Earth their worth is pretty inflated.”

“There is a rare breed of dragon with gemstones as their breath power. Anything not able to be mined can be collected from them when they choose to share, or scavenged from a battlefield. Gems are plentiful for us, but not so for most other planets. Hence why we can use them as currency and still have them to trade.”

“Oh, interesting!” carlos said. “I wonder how they do it. Do they consume minerals and other raw elements?”

“God, I wish I could just pass out right about now.” ((Lets play the “Can Mia actually play out an actual gods damned thread?” game! xD

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Carlos looked to her, a little big concerned. “Uh… do you need to?” he asked her. “Are you okay?”

“It’s stored inside an actual earring, Carlos,” she explained patiently, flicking at the thing to put her communiscanner away again. “Unless you remove it yourself, it won’t come out so you’ll always have it on you. Waterproof, too.”

“Ooh, fancy,” Carlos said. “You said they were cheap? How? I… humans can barely even begin to imagine that kind of tech, much less mass-produce it.”

“Please remember that our main currency is diamonds and gemstones. Anything we can’t find on our planet, we can trade gems for with other planets. Makes getting materials for advancing technology much easier than needing to find them on world itself.”

“Diamonds? Really? Are they not as common on your planet then? Or just uncommon enough to use as currency? Here on Earth their worth is pretty inflated.”