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wait, you’re not suppose to follow strangers? why? don’t people follow stranger all the time? *he tilts his head*

*looks at Max* Has… no one ever told you that? Oh my god…
okay. Um… well, it’s for safety reasons. Sometimes, people want to um… hurt
little kids. I don’t know why, but they want to. So parents are supposed to
tell their kids not to follow strangers or do anything a stranger says because
it could hurt you.

And that instruction is especially true with the shadow
people – we don’t know who they are or what they want. So don’t do anything
they tell you to, okay?

oh… but.. what if the stranger is nice? all the strangers i’ve met have turned into friends! my bosses were strangers, well the one still is kinda, but now i know them, and know that they don’t to hurt me! *he smiles*

You can try to get to know them, but if they tell you to go
someplace with them on your own or tell you to keep bad secrets you shouldn’t
listen to them. You need to be careful, Max. When you first meet people, don’t
do what they say.

wait, you’re not suppose to follow strangers? why? don’t people follow stranger all the time? *he tilts his head*

*looks at Max* Has… no one ever told you that? Oh my god…
okay. Um… well, it’s for safety reasons. Sometimes, people want to um… hurt
little kids. I don’t know why, but they want to. So parents are supposed to
tell their kids not to follow strangers or do anything a stranger says because
it could hurt you.

And that instruction is especially true with the shadow
people – we don’t know who they are or what they want. So don’t do anything
they tell you to, okay?

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month or two? it’s kinda hard to keep track of time most days.. i think
it started after the first time i became a ghost *he looked back up at
Carlos*

Became a ghost? You mean, when you died?

yeah, one of those times *he smiled slightly* but after that… everything was different, i never really felt like myself again and the shadow people showed up…

Just… like that?

*he nods* and now they won’t leave..

Why not? Have they ever said why?

*he shakes his head* just said they want me to follow them

Don’t follow them. It’s the same principle with any stranger
– you don’t know who they are or what they want so don’t go with them. *sighs*
(Thank God Angie has some protection items… Her mother was very cautious.)

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“No….. I… I don’t want him to hate me….. everyone else does…..I’m sorry I hurt half…”

Jamie looks at him and sighs. “It’s ok…. I’ll punch ya later.” Nuzzles against Tullk.

Tullk made a slight face, not really agreeing with Half-nut’s
easy forgiveness. But contention – especially with Peter – wouldn’t do anyone
any good right then.

“Quill… the only ones that hate you are the ones that are
upset you’re close to the Captain,” he explained. “The rest who been here a while
or are just too dumb to care about those things –“ he pointed toward Oblo “—don’t
really give a shit about it. Right now though you need to be supportin’ yer
captain. And that means tellin’ him when you have a problem with someone so he
can get rid of them – if his crew has problems with each other, it ain’t good
for business. And maybe eventually, when things calm down, you can tell him
what happened. And tell him why it went wrong. Got it?”

He nods and jumps in the water and hugs them both. “Thanks. I’m really sorry. Half wasn’t my target. He never would be.” Half smiles snuggling against tullks chest. “Go in now kid. I’m trying to relax…. feel better knowing no one’s trying to kill me…”

Tullk nodded in agreement, shooing the boy off with his hand
as he held Half-nut a tad closer to himself.

Half smiles kissing his chest lightly and yawns. “Love you Tullk. I think I’m finally going to be ok….. sorry I worried you….”

Tullk hummed. “You just get yourself feelin’ better all the
way, lad,” the older Ravager told him, and he smiled slightly.

Smiles kissing at him along his neck and up his facectracing the tatoo then lightly in his lips.

Tullk relaxed into the kiss and held Half-nut close. He was
pretty sure that not much else could happen during shore leave.

Purrs and kisses him running his hands over him then up through his hair. “Mhmmmm… you handsome ravager.”

“You little shit,” Tullk returned cheekily. He then reached
up to grip his hand and pull it down. “I told you to relax. An’ I don’t think
the Captain would appreciate much if we make another scene.”

Pouts but snuggles up against him face pressed to his neck. “I’m gonna turn into a prune….. hehe…” Coughs a few times then settles.

“A healthier prune, I hope,” Tullk commented. He rubbed
Half-nut’s shoulder and pressed a kiss to the top of his head before shutting
his eyes again. A couple more days of this and hopefully Half-nut would be
feeling much better.

Smiles relaxing eventually giving in and softly snores mumbling while sleeping doing his normal little twitches. A side effect from his head trauma years ago when he was shot in the head by a nova corpsman.

Few days later Yondu was assessing halfnuts health before they left to head to terra. “Well…. you look good as new. You’ll still take it easy for a few days but you look good to go. Now Tullk can fucking breathe and not worry every damn second.”

Half grins looking to Tullk. “Well he kn..kn knows I’m a bit.. me…me..messed up hehe.”

Tullk reached and squeezed Half-nut’s arm with a slight
smile.

“Fit fer duty, sir?” Tullk asked him.

“Quick, take my hand, it’s urgent!” (whispers-of-change)

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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“Oh,
okay,” she said with a sigh of relief. “I just wanted to make sure I
wasn’t going to get you in trouble or anything,” she explained. “That’d
be a terrible first impression for me to make, I would feel… so bad.”

Carlos shook his head again. “No, no, you’re okay,” he
promised. “I’m basically my own boss, and it’s pretty great.” He took a sip of
his coffee and smiled at her.

“Yeah, it… It is pretty liberating, huh?” she said, a slight edge to her voice now. Her heart was beating just a little bit faster as she remembered what it was like to have superiors in her workplace. She much preferred what she was doing now. Much preferred not fearing everything and deciding what she was going to do each day. She blinked quickly and looked away, her eyes eventually finding her cup before she took a long sip. “It’s good…” she whispered.

Carlos was a little confused since she took so long to
respond. “The tea?” he asked her. “Or being your own boss?”

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“No….. I… I don’t want him to hate me….. everyone else does…..I’m sorry I hurt half…”

Jamie looks at him and sighs. “It’s ok…. I’ll punch ya later.” Nuzzles against Tullk.

Tullk made a slight face, not really agreeing with Half-nut’s
easy forgiveness. But contention – especially with Peter – wouldn’t do anyone
any good right then.

“Quill… the only ones that hate you are the ones that are
upset you’re close to the Captain,” he explained. “The rest who been here a while
or are just too dumb to care about those things –“ he pointed toward Oblo “—don’t
really give a shit about it. Right now though you need to be supportin’ yer
captain. And that means tellin’ him when you have a problem with someone so he
can get rid of them – if his crew has problems with each other, it ain’t good
for business. And maybe eventually, when things calm down, you can tell him
what happened. And tell him why it went wrong. Got it?”

He nods and jumps in the water and hugs them both. “Thanks. I’m really sorry. Half wasn’t my target. He never would be.” Half smiles snuggling against tullks chest. “Go in now kid. I’m trying to relax…. feel better knowing no one’s trying to kill me…”

Tullk nodded in agreement, shooing the boy off with his hand
as he held Half-nut a tad closer to himself.

Half smiles kissing his chest lightly and yawns. “Love you Tullk. I think I’m finally going to be ok….. sorry I worried you….”

Tullk hummed. “You just get yourself feelin’ better all the
way, lad,” the older Ravager told him, and he smiled slightly.

Smiles kissing at him along his neck and up his facectracing the tatoo then lightly in his lips.

Tullk relaxed into the kiss and held Half-nut close. He was
pretty sure that not much else could happen during shore leave.

Purrs and kisses him running his hands over him then up through his hair. “Mhmmmm… you handsome ravager.”

“You little shit,” Tullk returned cheekily. He then reached
up to grip his hand and pull it down. “I told you to relax. An’ I don’t think
the Captain would appreciate much if we make another scene.”

Pouts but snuggles up against him face pressed to his neck. “I’m gonna turn into a prune….. hehe…” Coughs a few times then settles.

“A healthier prune, I hope,” Tullk commented. He rubbed
Half-nut’s shoulder and pressed a kiss to the top of his head before shutting
his eyes again. A couple more days of this and hopefully Half-nut would be
feeling much better.

“Quick, take my hand, it’s urgent!” (whispers-of-change)

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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“Oh,
okay,” she said with a sigh of relief. “I just wanted to make sure I
wasn’t going to get you in trouble or anything,” she explained. “That’d
be a terrible first impression for me to make, I would feel… so bad.”

Carlos shook his head again. “No, no, you’re okay,” he
promised. “I’m basically my own boss, and it’s pretty great.” He took a sip of
his coffee and smiled at her.

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a-a
month or two? it’s kinda hard to keep track of time most days.. i think
it started after the first time i became a ghost *he looked back up at
Carlos*

Became a ghost? You mean, when you died?

yeah, one of those times *he smiled slightly* but after that… everything was different, i never really felt like myself again and the shadow people showed up…

Just… like that?

*he nods* and now they won’t leave..

Why not? Have they ever said why?

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a-a
month or two? it’s kinda hard to keep track of time most days.. i think
it started after the first time i became a ghost *he looked back up at
Carlos*

Became a ghost? You mean, when you died?

yeah, one of those times *he smiled slightly* but after that… everything was different, i never really felt like myself again and the shadow people showed up…

Just… like that?

“Quick, take my hand, it’s urgent!” (whispers-of-change)

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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“And
now you’re a big-shot scientist with several degrees!” she grinned. “I
guess you’re right,” she smiled. “I’m not trying to get famous or
anything, though. Not even trying to sell anything. Just kinda…” She
shrugged, looking for the words. “Trying to have fun and keep myself
busy, I suppose. I have a lot of downtime at home by myself.”

“And that’s perfectly fine too,” Carlos said with a smile. “Have
you ever watched Bob Ross, by the way?”

She smiled and shook her head. “Hm-mm. I have heard of him, though, and from what I’ve seen, he seemed to be a very kind and gentle man. His show just wasn’t ever anything I’ve really felt entirely interested in. You know?”

“Really?” Carlos asked. “That’s surprising. But each to
their own, I guess. I don’t know much about painting and art, but watching him
make something and with the tone of voice he uses… sometimes when I have a bad
day, it’s just nice to spend twenty minutes to watch, you know?”

“Yeah, I can understand that,” she smiled. “I think for me, it was always just the type of art that set me off of it,” she said, her tone nearly questioning. “What he made was impressive and beautiful, yes, but it wasn’t anything I, myself, would ever want to make, so it just never piqued my interest, and I never watched it,” she explained.

“Ah,” Carlos said with a nod. “I see. I guess his work just
strokes my stimming centers, you know? The, uh… it literally means ‘stimulate’,
and it’s… well, relaxing. For me – not for everyone, it seems.” He smiled at
her kindly before taking a sip of his coffee.

“I understand what you meant,” she hummed in response. “But who knows, maybe I’ll go home and watch a few episodes later. You’ve got me kinda interested now,” she added with a grin. She silently wondered just how long they had been here, and if she was keeping him from work. She would feel guilty if she was, but at the same time, she wanted to stay here, talking and getting to know him. “I’m… not keeping you here too long, am I..?” she asked quietly, almost nervous.

Carlos smiled and shook his head. “Nah… the great thing
about science is I can kinda make my own schedule,’ he said. “Unless it’s
something time-sensitive, which I don’t have right now.”