Starways to Hell

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Yondu tilts his head curious. “Yeah what’s that?”

“Well… back on Earth, I’m bilingual,” Carlos explained. “I
guess I still am… I’m speaking a mash of two different languages right now. But
that’s because my translator, when it feeds me information, it gives me words
in both the languages. Like, if one word fits better in English, it’ll be in
English. But if it fits better in Spanish, it’ll be in Spanish. Does that make
sense?”

Nods. “What you hear now is me speaking basic kree….. my slavers language…. otherwise you would hear this that is not in any translator.” Starts making whistle sounds with tips and hums.

The whistling startled Carlos, as usually when Yondu
whistled an arrow flew. But after a second Carlos relaxed and he started to get
intrigued. “Is… is that Centaurian?” he asked.

Whistle and hums and nods. “Yeah. Pretty much a dead language now…. so few of us exist now…”

“Oh,” Carlos said softly. “I… I’m sorry to hear that. We, uh…
we have a language similar to that on Earth, actually. It’s only localized to
one island. The whistles they use can carry for miles across the island. There’s also many languages that have clicks in them on Earth.”

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Carlos looked at him and gave him a dorky grin. “Heh, thanks…
my dad’s still trying to tell me all the time.” He sighed. “Yeah, I know we
should technically now be in the same age group, but… I dunno, I guess I’m just
an over-thinker. Part of my job and all.”

“There’s somethin’ about hearing it from someone who ain’t your parent though.” He let out a light chuckle and shot a wink over at the other man. “We’re close enough, I prefer older people anyway, more experience, more patience–– usually–– less likely to try to use me for money, heh.”

Carlos just laughed. “Well, you aren’t getting one of those
things with me, I’m afraid. I haven’t been with anyone since before college. I
think I told you that before…” God, Carlos hadn’t thought about that event with
Ralphie for years.

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Carlos was frankly shocked. He stared at Hancock, his eyes
wide but his face otherwise blank. Hancock wanted to be in the tub with him. He… didn’t think people did
that. Why would they do that?

“Uh… I… I dunno,” he said to Hancock, finally. “I just… I
had no idea that… was an option. Is that… something you want to do?” He was a little bit embarrassed now, but… he was curious about it honestly.

That look didn’t give Hancock any confidence, Carlos looked more put off than interested in the idea to him and he was worried he’d made a mistake even bringing it up in the first place.

“It’s–– forget about it, forget I said anything.” He smiled softly, a little unsure. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything, I’m sorry I brought it up.”

Carlos was confused now, and a little concerned. “Hancock?
Hancock, I’m just asking – did you want to do it? If you did, I… I don’t see
why not.” Other than the fact that they hadn’t actually seen each other naked
yet. But, heh – it was gonna happen sometime. “I just… hadn’t heard about that
before. I mean, sharing a bath with someone. We had showers in the Vault and
they’re only big enough for one person…” Was Hancock put off now by Carlos’ naivety? Carlos hadn’t meant to…

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Not since the incident. But me, Neil, and Nikki all went once.

You did? What happened? *he makes himself sound more curious than serious this time*

Well QM was there,,, so were some other people,,, and,,, there was a kid but he wasn’t with QM *intensely vauge*

*sighs* Max, come on – just tell me.

*he takes a deep breath* we saw QM having sex. Weird-ass kinky sex. In a dungeon. It was terrifying.

*he stares at the kid, shocked.* Are… are you serious? That’s
– that’s highly disturbing! Have you told the counselors? Have you reported
him??

Hell no! Quartermaster has been here for god knows how long doing god knows what and I’m not about to get on his hit list for snitching about his personal creepy old man time! Plus; Nikki, Neil, and I all agreed it never happened and moved on with our lives.

Max – you have been exposed to indecency that children
should never have to see! He needs to
be prosecuted! Have you told David??

No, I haven’t. It’s not even that big of a deal. Campbell’s doing illegal shit (pardon language) too and no one cares about that but Ered’s dad’s.

What are you talking about – the owner of the camp is a
criminal??

Well he’s not the owner much anymore. But he was.

Not anymore? What happened? Where is he? *No, Carlos wasn’t
freaking out. Absolutely not. Okay, maybe a little. His daughter was here, for
Christ’s sake! Along with other
children!*

Ered’s dad’s arrested him on parents day. He’s super gwantanamo’s problem now. So David kinda runs the camp now I guess? A lot of messed up stuff has happened here. It’s kinda normal at this point.

… It shouldn’t be normal though. There’s still the issue
with the Quartermaster – you ought to tell David what happened. You kids should
not have been exposed to that at all!

It’s fiiine. The QM thing happened once, Neil told me his dad and Nikki’s mom did screw in front of the camp on parents day though, but I was with David and Gwen so I dunno.

Wut? I mean, what?
Max, I – I need to talk to David about all this. I… Jesus… This is not good.

If David didn’t listen when when we told him he hired a damn cultist then I doubt he’d believe that QM does that stuff.

But I believe you!
Hang on- Cultist?? Max, what the
hell!?

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Yondu tilts his head curious. “Yeah what’s that?”

“Well… back on Earth, I’m bilingual,” Carlos explained. “I
guess I still am… I’m speaking a mash of two different languages right now. But
that’s because my translator, when it feeds me information, it gives me words
in both the languages. Like, if one word fits better in English, it’ll be in
English. But if it fits better in Spanish, it’ll be in Spanish. Does that make
sense?”

Nods. “What you hear now is me speaking basic kree….. my slavers language…. otherwise you would hear this that is not in any translator.” Starts making whistle sounds with tips and hums.

The whistling startled Carlos, as usually when Yondu
whistled an arrow flew. But after a second Carlos relaxed and he started to get
intrigued. “Is… is that Centaurian?” he asked.

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Not since the incident. But me, Neil, and Nikki all went once.

You did? What happened? *he makes himself sound more curious than serious this time*

Well QM was there,,, so were some other people,,, and,,, there was a kid but he wasn’t with QM *intensely vauge*

*sighs* Max, come on – just tell me.

*he takes a deep breath* we saw QM having sex. Weird-ass kinky sex. In a dungeon. It was terrifying.

*he stares at the kid, shocked.* Are… are you serious? That’s
– that’s highly disturbing! Have you told the counselors? Have you reported
him??

Hell no! Quartermaster has been here for god knows how long doing god knows what and I’m not about to get on his hit list for snitching about his personal creepy old man time! Plus; Nikki, Neil, and I all agreed it never happened and moved on with our lives.

Max – you have been exposed to indecency that children
should never have to see! He needs to
be prosecuted! Have you told David??

No, I haven’t. It’s not even that big of a deal. Campbell’s doing illegal shit (pardon language) too and no one cares about that but Ered’s dad’s.

What are you talking about – the owner of the camp is a
criminal??

Well he’s not the owner much anymore. But he was.

Not anymore? What happened? Where is he? *No, Carlos wasn’t
freaking out. Absolutely not. Okay, maybe a little. His daughter was here, for
Christ’s sake! Along with other
children!*

Ered’s dad’s arrested him on parents day. He’s super gwantanamo’s problem now. So David kinda runs the camp now I guess? A lot of messed up stuff has happened here. It’s kinda normal at this point.

… It shouldn’t be normal though. There’s still the issue
with the Quartermaster – you ought to tell David what happened. You kids should
not have been exposed to that at all!

It’s fiiine. The QM thing happened once, Neil told me his dad and Nikki’s mom did screw in front of the camp on parents day though, but I was with David and Gwen so I dunno.

Wut? I mean, what?
Max, I – I need to talk to David about all this. I… Jesus… This is not good.

“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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Admittedly, she had shown up a little bit early. She always did that with this kind of thing. She had tried to keep herself busy beforehand, packaging up some tea blends to sell on her online store, and yes, she got through a few orders, but soon enough, she found herself too antsy. She had headed upstairs, and gotten herself dressed in a black, long-sleeved, off-the-shoulder shirt, and a soft-pink, knee-length tule skirt, paired with chunky, holographic heels. Her hair had been curled to frame her face just so, and her makeup had been applied in soft pinks and iridescent hues. She now sat at a table, foot bouncing nervously as she held on to a venti Youthberry tea. They had tea now, who knew? She knew she had gotten here early, but it seemed like so much time had passed since then. Where was he..?

Carlos parked outside and got out of the car. He almost
forgot to turn it off, but at the last moment remembered and leaned in to yank
out his keys. He sighed heavily, adjusting his labcoat, before going up to the
shop.

Carlos walked in and for a moment he forgot who he was
looking for. But upon seeing her he smiled and hurried over to her table.

“Hey, hey… sorry I’m late. I was working and I wasn’t paying
attention to the sun…”

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Not since the incident. But me, Neil, and Nikki all went once.

You did? What happened? *he makes himself sound more curious than serious this time*

Well QM was there,,, so were some other people,,, and,,, there was a kid but he wasn’t with QM *intensely vauge*

*sighs* Max, come on – just tell me.

*he takes a deep breath* we saw QM having sex. Weird-ass kinky sex. In a dungeon. It was terrifying.

*he stares at the kid, shocked.* Are… are you serious? That’s
– that’s highly disturbing! Have you told the counselors? Have you reported
him??

Hell no! Quartermaster has been here for god knows how long doing god knows what and I’m not about to get on his hit list for snitching about his personal creepy old man time! Plus; Nikki, Neil, and I all agreed it never happened and moved on with our lives.

Max – you have been exposed to indecency that children
should never have to see! He needs to
be prosecuted! Have you told David??

No, I haven’t. It’s not even that big of a deal. Campbell’s doing illegal shit (pardon language) too and no one cares about that but Ered’s dad’s.

What are you talking about – the owner of the camp is a
criminal??

Well he’s not the owner much anymore. But he was.

Not anymore? What happened? Where is he? *No, Carlos wasn’t
freaking out. Absolutely not. Okay, maybe a little. His daughter was here, for
Christ’s sake! Along with other
children!*

Ered’s dad’s arrested him on parents day. He’s super gwantanamo’s problem now. So David kinda runs the camp now I guess? A lot of messed up stuff has happened here. It’s kinda normal at this point.

… It shouldn’t be normal though. There’s still the issue
with the Quartermaster – you ought to tell David what happened. You kids should
not have been exposed to that at all!

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Not since the incident. But me, Neil, and Nikki all went once.

You did? What happened? *he makes himself sound more curious than serious this time*

Well QM was there,,, so were some other people,,, and,,, there was a kid but he wasn’t with QM *intensely vauge*

*sighs* Max, come on – just tell me.

*he takes a deep breath* we saw QM having sex. Weird-ass kinky sex. In a dungeon. It was terrifying.

*he stares at the kid, shocked.* Are… are you serious? That’s
– that’s highly disturbing! Have you told the counselors? Have you reported
him??

Hell no! Quartermaster has been here for god knows how long doing god knows what and I’m not about to get on his hit list for snitching about his personal creepy old man time! Plus; Nikki, Neil, and I all agreed it never happened and moved on with our lives.

Max – you have been exposed to indecency that children
should never have to see! He needs to
be prosecuted! Have you told David??

No, I haven’t. It’s not even that big of a deal. Campbell’s doing illegal shit (pardon language) too and no one cares about that but Ered’s dad’s.

What are you talking about – the owner of the camp is a
criminal??

Well he’s not the owner much anymore. But he was.

Not anymore? What happened? Where is he? *No, Carlos wasn’t
freaking out. Absolutely not. Okay, maybe a little. His daughter was here, for
Christ’s sake! Along with other
children!*

“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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Her stomach dropped when he laughed. Had she said something wrong? Oh… Well now she felt like an idiot. Wait. Oh. Oh! He was agreeing to this! Okay, good! The changes in her face as he spoke were barely perceptible, but her eyes definitely lit up as he confirmed their plans. “Sounds perfect,” she grinned. “Yeah, that sounds great.”

Carlos smiled to her and nodded. “Alright then. So the
Starbucks? Or do you have another coffee joint in mind? I’m not really picky.”

In all honesty, she really didn’t care for Starbucks. Their coffee was too bitter and always tasted burnt, and the syrup they used for flavoring was way too viscous and all kind of tasted the same. She was probably far more picky than most people were about this kind of thing, and was more of a tea person anyway, but she was enamoured and had been out of town for too long to think of any other good coffee shops. So all she could manage was, “No, no, Starbucks is fine. Starbucks is perfect.”

Carlos nodded again. “Sounds good then! I look forward to
it. Until tomorrow?” He didn’t think they’d quite picked a day, just a time.

“Tomorrow,” she confirmed with a grin. “I’ll see you then,” she added, giving him a wink.

Carlos was a little surprised by the wink. He cleared his
throat slightly and offered her a smile. “Um, well, until then,” he said. “I’ve
got some science to get back to – it was nice running into you.”

Had she been flirting with him? Well obviously, when asking
to hold his hand. Carlos just had a little trouble believing anyone would try
to flirt with him. Well… he’d see how
it went as they got to know each other.

“That it was. Enjoy the rest of your day. Hope your science goes well.” And with that, she twirled around, long hair cascading behind her and leaving the faint scent of roses as she walked away with a slight sway in her hips.

With Carlos behind her, he couldn’t see the giddy, triumphant grin on her face. That had gone better than she had hoped. A couple hiccups maybe, but it all worked out. She waited until she rounded a corner and knew she was out of earshot to let out an excited, happy giggle and break into a run to get home. She needed to start planning out an outfit!

“Thank you,” Carlos said to her. “Have a good day!” Carlos
watched her turn and leave. She was cute, he thought – both in looks and
personality. He liked her. He kind of hoped she wasn’t too interesting for him –
she might not like him as much if she ended up finding him dull.

Oh well… he could see about that soon.

She had a huge grin on her face the entire way home, and her heart was pounding in her chest. She was incredibly excited. She had been admiring this man from afar for a couple weeks now, but hadn’t been quite sure how to approach him. Luckily that outlandish little stunt she pulled had actually worked!

She got home and headed straight for her closet. She needed to find something to wear. Cute, but not too fancy. It was just a coffee date at Starbucks. Oh god, she hated Starbucks. What had she agreed to? Oh well. She didn’t have to drink it fast or anything. She assumed most of their time would be spent talking anyway. She had time to worry about that later. For now, she was just going to focus on figuring out what to wear.

The next day Carlos was in the lab. But he was on his computer,
reading up on how to manage a rock band. The Literal Rock Band he had discovered
agreed to help out with his research, but only if he could help them make it
big. So there he was.

He was a little confused by his phone going off. Who would
text him? However, he checked it and realized that it was an alarm he’d set the
night before just before going to bed – it was a reminder that he was meeting
someone. He’d managed to remember it just before sleeping. After a moment with
a protractor and the window he realized that he was a little late already.
Shoot! He grabbed his keys and hurried out to his car, driving to the Starbucks
as quickly as he could.