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Hey, you've reached the voicemail of Carlos [heavily distorted feedback punctuated by sharp clicking noises], leave a message after the collective screech of eight different kinds of buzzards.
[Guess who doesn't look sorry at all? This guy. This guy doesn't.]
Hi, honey!
[And he's just. Gonna scuttle across the ceiling, down the wall, until he's walking along the floor again. Somehow he doesn't spill the coffee. He's doing his best.]
Look what I can do now! [HE'S NOTICED I THINK.]
Hi, honey!
[And he's just. Gonna scuttle across the ceiling, down the wall, until he's walking along the floor again. Somehow he doesn't spill the coffee. He's doing his best.]
Look what I can do now! [HE'S NOTICED I THINK.]
[Carlos keeps his eyes trained on Cecil for the entire duration of the journey to the floor, equal parts horrified and curious. He's spent the better part of this relationship equal parts horrified and curious, really.]
I see that.
[Gingerly, he takes the coffee, drawing a shaky sip.]
So this is--it's a new thing? Right? Thanks, by the way.
I see that.
[Gingerly, he takes the coffee, drawing a shaky sip.]
So this is--it's a new thing? Right? Thanks, by the way.
You're welcome! I thought you wouldn't have eaten since earlier. Morning-ish, if morning is a thing here.
[An effusive shrug, which if nothing else indicates that he does not actually have spider limbs.]
I just woke up and I could climb walls. Neat, right? Up a wall, down a wall . . . across the ceiling . . . It was too bad you'd left already or I would have woken you up from above the headboard. It would have been pretty surprising.
[An effusive shrug, which if nothing else indicates that he does not actually have spider limbs.]
I just woke up and I could climb walls. Neat, right? Up a wall, down a wall . . . across the ceiling . . . It was too bad you'd left already or I would have woken you up from above the headboard. It would have been pretty surprising.
Yes, and then I would have died, because my heart can only take so much, and I think having you hanging from the wall toes that threshold pretty darn well.
[He slumps back into his seat, as if to emphasize how dead he'd be.]
So it was really only this morning? I've been seeing people talk about stuff like that. On the network, I mean.
[A thoughtful look crosses his face.]
Are your hands sticky?
[He slumps back into his seat, as if to emphasize how dead he'd be.]
So it was really only this morning? I've been seeing people talk about stuff like that. On the network, I mean.
[A thoughtful look crosses his face.]
Are your hands sticky?
[what
what the fuck
why
why does everyone Know Things he can't Take This
how long has carlos Known okay but really how long has he known
Giorno just
begins to keen softly.]
Why did you know before I told you! I should have told you a long time ago if you already knew instead of worrying about it!
[flops down on princess bed and gives up.]
what the fuck
why
why does everyone Know Things he can't Take This
how long has carlos Known okay but really how long has he known
Giorno just
begins to keen softly.]
Why did you know before I told you! I should have told you a long time ago if you already knew instead of worrying about it!
[flops down on princess bed and gives up.]
[huff huff huff]
I am not crying. I am just distressed. I've been worried for months that you'd be mad at me or something because you and Fugo don't like each other and I don't want you to be mad at me because I like you and--!
And also it is not a surprise that I am dating anyone. I could date whoever I wanted.
I am not crying. I am just distressed. I've been worried for months that you'd be mad at me or something because you and Fugo don't like each other and I don't want you to be mad at me because I like you and--!
And also it is not a surprise that I am dating anyone. I could date whoever I wanted.
I like Fugo just fine, actually! And even if I didn't, it's not like I'd be mad at you--it's not like I'm not the one dating him, after all. You don't have a thing to worry about!
And of course you could, Giorno. I meant that I just didn't know you were seeing someone.
And of course you could, Giorno. I meant that I just didn't know you were seeing someone.
Oh.
[Oh. Carlos . . . is not mad. Or anything. He's just being sweet and supportive.]
[Why is Carlos so nice?]
Okay. Then . . . thank you. I'm not good at telling people yet. So sorry if I didn't do very well. It's just important to me, and I don't want to mess it up.
[Oh. Carlos . . . is not mad. Or anything. He's just being sweet and supportive.]
[Why is Carlos so nice?]
Okay. Then . . . thank you. I'm not good at telling people yet. So sorry if I didn't do very well. It's just important to me, and I don't want to mess it up.
I get it--don't worry! I really, really get it. When I was your age...
[...Hm.]
Actually, I remember very, very little of when I was your age, but I'm sure I dealt with something similar. Maybe. You didn't mess up at all, at least! You did very, very well.
[...Hm.]
Actually, I remember very, very little of when I was your age, but I'm sure I dealt with something similar. Maybe. You didn't mess up at all, at least! You did very, very well.
Okay. Thanks.
[He . . . starts to settle down. Slowly but surely.]
We had a whole conversation, ages ago. About telling people. And I really wanted to tell you, but I wanted to do it right. So it means a lot that I did it right. You're important to me, so--I wanted to tell you this important thing about me.
[He . . . starts to settle down. Slowly but surely.]
We had a whole conversation, ages ago. About telling people. And I really wanted to tell you, but I wanted to do it right. So it means a lot that I did it right. You're important to me, so--I wanted to tell you this important thing about me.
Oh, no. You can't die.
[This isn't said in a distressed way, but a very certain one. It's literally forbidden for Carlos to die, he's pretty sure. So it won't happen. It's fine. Everything is fine.]
[He purses his lips, then looks down at his hands. Then he extends one of them for Carlos's inspection.]
I don't think so. [Indeed, they're not sticky. Not conventionally, anyway. They're a bit more grippy than usual, but not sticky per se.]
[This isn't said in a distressed way, but a very certain one. It's literally forbidden for Carlos to die, he's pretty sure. So it won't happen. It's fine. Everything is fine.]
[He purses his lips, then looks down at his hands. Then he extends one of them for Carlos's inspection.]
I don't think so. [Indeed, they're not sticky. Not conventionally, anyway. They're a bit more grippy than usual, but not sticky per se.]
[Entirely out of the blue, there is a firm knock at the library door, as though whoever is waiting outside has forgotten you can generally enter libraries as you please.
In his hands is a small makeshift pot plant, and a jar of coffee.]
In his hands is a small makeshift pot plant, and a jar of coffee.]
Edited 2017-05-22 02:16 (UTC)
[Carlos doesn't...quite understand why someone is knocking on the door to the library, and his first thought is that it's probably locked. Darn. This is why he doesn't trust doors! He opens it with ease, though, stepping aside to hold it open and let Naegi in with a smile, not realizing that he is the end destination of the visit.]
Hi! It's not locked, don't worry.
[There's an alarmingly large dog snoozing under the table nearest to the door--or, rather, pretending to snooze. The wagging tail gives her away.]
Hi! It's not locked, don't worry.
[There's an alarmingly large dog snoozing under the table nearest to the door--or, rather, pretending to snooze. The wagging tail gives her away.]
[Oh. Yeah. This isn't just a home. With his need for a favor in mind however, Naegi still feels awkward about just casually stepping inside.]
Ah, right. Sorry, could you hold it open for a moment?
[Curiously, he sits the coffee and plant down on that same table, and then steps back outside to retrieve something he'd left on the ground so that he could knock: a large fishbowl with an oddly small koi fish inside. She seems to be curiously watching the dog with big eyes.
Naegi nods towards the gifts.]
Giorno-san said that you like plants. I sort of need a favor with something, and he said you were a good person to ask... I hope this isn't weird.
[Now it feels weird.]
Ah, right. Sorry, could you hold it open for a moment?
[Curiously, he sits the coffee and plant down on that same table, and then steps back outside to retrieve something he'd left on the ground so that he could knock: a large fishbowl with an oddly small koi fish inside. She seems to be curiously watching the dog with big eyes.
Naegi nods towards the gifts.]
Giorno-san said that you like plants. I sort of need a favor with something, and he said you were a good person to ask... I hope this isn't weird.
[Now it feels weird.]
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