“Ah, jeez... I feel like I slept for forever.”
Suddenly, the city doesn’t seem as threatening - or maybe that’s just the sleepiness wearing off.
“Did I miss anything?”
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“Ah, jeez... I feel like I slept for forever.”
Suddenly, the city doesn’t seem as threatening - or maybe that’s just the sleepiness wearing off.
“Did I miss anything?”
i’ve fallen madly in love, with carlos
carlos TOOK his CAT to PROM
“…Q?”
Her eyes went wide, with her smile clearly fading at this point.
“Do you… I mean, what do you remember about Q, Carlos?”
Regardless of Q, she wouldn’t want to form a leaders club in the first place. It didn’t exactly sound very fun, especially with how spending time with Carlos now was going.
“That is, if it’s possible to escape, though. This is a little different from a big door or even a small facility… If it was that easy to escape this city, I don’t think so many people would still be here. And I don’t think we would even be here in the first place… If they escaped, they would try to put an end to it, wouldn’t they?”
A chill coursed through the blond at Diana’s sudden change in demeanor, and he quickly went over what he’d said in his mind to pick out what had upset her - or he would have, if she hadn’t repeated what bothered her.
Q.
Now, Carlos hadn’t met Q, but he’d remembered Q-Team, and a history in which Zero proclaimed the leaders of the groups, choosing Diana and Carlos to lead their respective teams - and Q to lead theirs.
He didn’t know who this Q was, exactly, and he didn’t remember anyone like that at Dcom, but Diana clearly knew who the person’s identity - and it didn’t seem like a good thing.
“I- I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you,” he stammered. He wasn’t quite sure why she was upset, but that didn’t make it okay. “I don’t know anything about them. Just that they’re the leader of Q-Team, whoever they are.”
The man rubbed at his arm uncomfortable, fingers tracing the scars etched into his skin. “I would hope they’d try to come help,” he murmured thoughtfully, recalling a certain history where Junpei chided him for being too trusting. Those cold words still stuck with him, for whatever reason. “But we can’t know for sure.”
two very happy carlos for my arttrade with @yuukitachimukai !!
Except, really: who could chase Gab down the street? Here was a dog that wasn’t breaking any speed records – wasn’t winning any fancy ribbons, wasn’t competing in the championships. The only race he’d win would be a race against the elderly, and even that was in question.
But enough snark.
Because there was Carlos, doing his utmost to chase after a tired, dirty mutt. Junpei saw him coming from a mile away – and he stopped halfway down the sidewalk, waiting bemusedly. His patience was rewarded when Gab came to a winded stop beside him, rolling over on to the baking concrete.
He raised his eyes to Carlos.
‘A fireman and his loyal companion,’ Junpei said, laying the irony on thick. ‘How’s that working out for you?’
‘… long time no see.’
But really, Junpei, was it any surprise?
The blond halted once he laid eyes on the familiar figure, a wide smile stretching across his lips almost immediately. He practically bolted over to the younger man, passing up Gab in lieu of seeing another old friend.
“Hey, he’s no dalmatian, but he’d do fine,” he answered humorously, taking a moment’s pause to look the other over. Yup, he was still the same Junpei; black clothes, dry words, and a tired look in his eyes. But at least it wasn’t any more tired than it’d been in their last predicament.
“Good to see you, buddy.” Carlos leaned forward, holding out his hand for Junpei to grasp - not even realizing it was a very American gesture.
[ I’m sorry, I went on vacation and then I got an ear infection the day after I got back. I’m gonna put this account, Dio, and Mitarai on semi-hiatus because I’m not feeling up for replying at a consistent rate at the moment. I’ll get to replies though! ]
“Well…”
Ange tapped her chin and thought for a moment. If she described him, he would know for sure whether he knew Battler or not. He was fairly distinctive.
“His name’s Battler Ushiromiya. About this tall. Doofy red hair, wears a white suit with a cape, always pointing and crying, married to a witch… sound familiar?”
Carlos tried to think of anyone that fit the physical description, thinking back to the guys on his firefighter team before she mentioned his strange outfit and the fact that he was married to a witch. Once she said that, he knew this girl and her brother weren’t from his world.
Oh well.
“Nope, doesn’t. We didn’t have witches where I came from. Is he in the city?”
“To tell you the truth, I’m sure he’d love that too; he’s a very friendly person. You two would get along well, if you don’t already know him.”
“Yeah? What’s his name? Maybe I do know him. Who knows?”
🍒 waggles eyebrows. remember the couch, carlos? good times. good times.
🍒: What is your sexual orientation? What is your romantic preference? If you have any, what are your turn ons? What about turn offs?
“Akane... are you trying to imply something here?”
He laughs it off.
“It’s like I told you back in the bomb shelter - or, I did in one history, at least - I don’t really have a knack for romance. I’ve never really been interested in it, either. Same with sex. I’d say, as far as I’m concerned, I’m not really into either, but I wouldn’t put a label on me just yet. Maybe I haven’t found my Prince or Princess Charming yet.”
tragimouto replied to your post:��:What do you look for in a leader? Can you...
That’s a good answer. You kind of sound like my brother.
“Really? I’d love to meet him.”
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Send ₪ for a Pokémon my muse would have on their team!
Charmander! It’s Carlos’s favorite, after all.
🍶 ((#DrunkCarlosFTW))
🍶: Can you hold you liquor? How much can you take before you act drunk? How much before you pass out?
“Heh... well, there’s a reason I only order one drink when I go out with friends. I’ve been told I, ah, can’t hold my liquor very well. I’d say two drinks before I start acting drunk, and any more than four and I’m gone. I usually get beer, but mixed drinks are cool, too. Don’t knock ‘em til you try ‘em.”
🍊:What do you look for in a leader? Can you describe an ideal leader?
“A good leader’s gotta make decisions for all of his team, not just himself - to hold the responsibility of other lives in his hands, and become someone his teammates can respect, and come to for help or support. I’d want to look to someone like that, or become as good a leader as I can if I’m put in that position.”
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🍱:What is your thought on keeping pets? If you had to have one pet, which would you have?
“Pets are great. I have some back home! King’s a big golden retriever, and Ember’s a tabby cat. Both made it out of the fire, too... When I swung open the door, they both just ran outside, like they were waiting for me. I’m glad they’re still around.”
“Besides, I’d be short a prom date if anything happened to my cat.”
❝ only the good die young? phew good thing that i am so incredibly awful ❞
“Aw, Scout, you’re not awful! No way. And… I mean, my sister’s gonna pull through and probably live to be a hundred, so I doubt that saying has any truth to it, anyway.”