✧ — Carlos, the scientist

ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ʜᴇʀᴏ, ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ꜱᴄɪᴇɴᴛɪꜱᴛ! ( I ) Ghost of #ᴇʟᴇɴᴅɪʟ. ( II ) Carlos the scientist ( III ) WTNV (and related fandoms) RP ( IV ) mature and potentially triggering subjects ( V ) RT & ♡ ?

"I didn't ... I wasn't angry for you messing up on air, was I?" He can't remember that yet, he'll get there eventually, but-- he can't imagine himself getting mad at Cecil for gushing about his -- their -- son.

"I remember the early days, when we ... uhm. When we weren't mentioning him on the radio yet. When he was so-- so young." The look on his face goes all soft as he thinks of his son. He hopes that his son is still out there somewhere, that he can get back to him.

"No, no, ( I'm ) sorry! I didn't—" Carlos feels awful now, he feels like he's upset Cecil again and again and again— he doesn't know what to do. This man is the only link to his life, to his ( old ) life, before all this... and he keeps fucking it up. "I remember Esteban now."

"I know. I ( know ), I just--" He pauses for a moment and looks Cecil up and down, before a worried frown settles between his brows. "Cecil, did I just ... are you hurt? Did I hurt your feelings?" He'd meant ( quite ) the opposite, honestly. He'd wanted to tease him.

"No, I mean-- back when-- in the past. When we'd only just gotten Esteban-- you'd just fully gone and forgotten me!" Well, a ( version ) of him, anyway. This is knowledge he has somewhere in the back of his head, but he is fully ignoring it at the moment.

A playful slap against @thevoice_ofnv's shoulder. "You forgot me! You fully-- forgot me!" Even if he is not the other's Carlos, and even if Cecil is not ( Carlos' ), it doesn't matter. He's here and so he's going to be huffy.

( ooc: ANYWAY. It was good until the graphic stuff happened qx

( ooc: OH 100%!! I'm not arguing that it isn't! But I'm still freaked out that I did qx

( ooc: you know what the worst thing is? I was warned so many times and had to look up a specific episode. I had to put in effort. Aah.

( ooc: another podcast from makers of Night Vale and uh. They called it audio erotica. I think.

( ooc: the episode is over. I'm not listening to anything else.

( ooc: I DO NOT LOOK AT YOUR MEDIA ALL THE TIME PERCY (no I'm not, it was funny at first but now I just wanna stop but can't)

( ooc: MAYBE IT IS MaYBE IT ISN'T. MAYBE MY BRAIN IS EMPTY. (I'm listening to something I'm deeply regretting but also can't stop.)

( ooc: NOPE. NEVER SAW YOU. NOT ONE TIME.

( ooc: I always imagine you look like Percy (like. the CR type of Percy) aND THIS IS SO WEIRD BUT SO COOL.

"Forever," he agrees, smiling ever so warmly and fondly at him. There's real emotions there now, and they still radiate out of him (though not to compel Cecil. Not this time.) "I'd like that."

love buying groceries!" At least, that's what Carlos remembers. He's excited to cook for Cecil and he loves preparing food, so-- Cecil would too, right?

"Thank you." He beams at Cecil. It's that all out smile he only gives to two things in the world: science and Cecil. He takes Cecil's hand in his, squeezes it softly, and then hums contently at the idea of cooking. "AND! That means we get to go buy groceries! You +

Thank you! I ... don't know how I ended up here.

Hmm, definitely from Night Vale, then. And it's this tiny town in America, I hadn't heard of it either. Well, before I arrived there, anyway.