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[personal profile] stealwithit 2014-11-30 09:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ "Promise I'm fine. Back when I can be. Talk to you soon." were too few words to go on for months without knowing anything else about Peter's situation. Just how soon is soon, Quill? was what Kasumi thought every time she checked to see if maybe, just maybe, he'd sent an update. But she dealt with it, for a little while, trusting that he'd make good on his word.

That is, until she found out that he wasn't on the Milano with the rest of the Guardians. It had been, thankfully, Gamora that she inadvertently reached when she sent a message through the private comm, poking around for an update in case he could spare the time. And it was Gamora who had to break it to her: "...Goto, he's not with us. We were separated a few months ago. We thought you knew."

That's when Kasumi's heart sank--why hadn't she bothered to confirm this when she got the message months ago, instead of assuming the it meant that he was going to be away with the Guardians for a while? Gamora, and probably the rest of the Guardians, were probably the only living individuals in this galaxy at that point to have ever witnessed Kasumi in a panic. Even if it had been a veiled, controlled panic over the comm channel, it was still panic and they weren't sure how to deal with her--only knew to answer her questions. "We're certain the Ravagers took him," they said.

"Ravagers?" Kasumi paused. There had been a job, sometime ago, before Peter disappeared, during which she may or may not have swiped a target just a split second before the Ravagers; her contact had warned her that she'd be pissing them off, but at the time, Kasumi didn't particularly care. "So? They can join the club." were her exact words to the contact. Then it was "Damn it!" over the comm, startling the other Guardians, as she realized she gave them reason to track her down and--god, Peter, I'm so sorry. It was too easy to connect the dots and come to the very possible conclusion that she had been used as leverage, if they really did take him, of which Kasumi had been convinced at that point.

What followed then was a mad frenzy of data gathering, calling in a few favors, and even asking for help from the Shadow Broker, just to find out where exactly the Ravagers would be and when, and how Peter was doing. The latter hadn't turned up anything, and when Liara noticed that the typically enigmatic and playful thief was clearly perturbed and asked if she was okay, all Kasumi could say was, "No news is good news."


It had been somewhat of a challenge to coordinate this entire effort with the rest of the Guardians, somehow, despite the fact that they were all mutually invested in finding Peter (even if some of them would not like to admit as much out loud), but all that matters to her is that they're on the mining colony now, and Kasumi's somehow convinced them that letting her scout ahead while they wait at the Milano, while the more prudent course of action, is the best way to ensure this whole operation goes smoothly.

She's cloaked and grace under pressure doesn't even begin to describe her level of focus. While the initial shock of him being gone certainly sent her into a panic, it's more than enough for her to know that he's alive and she can actually do something about it. Still, she has to very consciously keep herself from leaping out of cover and out of her cloak when she finally, finally spots him in an alley, looking bored as hell.

Instead, she nestles herself in the shadows of the alley, just to make sure that none of the other Ravagers see her deactivate the cloak before she says, very quietly from behind Peter: ]


It's boring without me around, huh?

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hello I'm here to be terrible

[personal profile] animated 2015-01-02 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's been a couple weeks since the weirdness at the warehouse, and Peter and Charlie have scarcely said a word to each other.

While Charlie has been trying to figure out if there was anything remotely genuine about those strange, stolen moments where everything was wonderful and complete and right, Peter seems to have stopped giving a fuck and cranked the flirting up to eleven.

And the thing that bothers Charlie is that he's bothered by it. It's become abundantly clear that Peter Quill doesn't do feelings, and seems to have no regard for anyone else around him. It's infuriating. Charlie's asked himself again and again why he's still hung up on this asshole, and he has no answer, which only seems to annoy him more.

And so Charlie Maxwell, with his infinite well of patience and understanding, has reached his breaking point. Sitting in the corner of some dingy bar that's nearly identical to all the other dingy bars the team seems to frequent, silently seething as he watches Peter lean on the bar and flirt shamelessly with some long-legged lady with pink skin.

He refuses to watch Peter charm his way into someone else's bed again. Refuses to let him continue to ignore him.

He's not even subtle about it. He sketches a spell with quick, angry motions, drawing arched eyebrows from the others at the table who aren't too wasted to notice the glowing marks hovering in front of him.

The glass in Peter's hand, fresh from the bartender and nearly completely full, jerks out of his hand, splashing its contents all over the bar and Peter's prospects. Charlie just leans back in his chair with a look of bitter, petty satisfaction. ]

boo hoo cry me a river

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[personal profile] doesnotdance 2015-01-20 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ pssssst, you wanna, like, do a thing? ]

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[personal profile] animated 2015-01-23 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Charlie is... well, it's safe to say he's not doing well.

Peter had still been out when Charlie came to, and while they'd bound his wrists, they'd neglected to secure his fingers. He could still cast, and then it was a simple matter of getting his and Peter's bindings off. Getting out had been another issue, with Peter down for the count and Charlie feeling rather like he'd been used as a pinata.

When one of their captors walked in and found Charlie up walking around, it had gone to hell pretty quickly. Charlie threw everything he could at them, crates and carts, everything. But while Charlie had a lot of stuff on his side, what he didn't have was the luxury of time. Spells any more complex than flinging stuff around took precious seconds he could not afford, and he was quickly overwhelmed.

He'd gotten a few good blows in, but they beat the shit out of him for it. One of them even deigned to step on his hands- the way they rest awkwardly where they're bound behind his back is a pretty sure sign that they're broken. He's lying near Peter, sucking in ragged, shallow breaths. His face is bloodied and bruised, and the rest of him isn't in very good shape either.

He makes a quiet, pained noise when Peter calls his name. Still here. Still conscious, but barely. ]

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time for wizard mcfancypants

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[ It has been a very long few weeks. Charlie has been healing, recovering from the beating delivered by a trio of Kree maniacs- and while it sure has't taken as long as it would have with Earth's brand of medicine, a few weeks without the use of his hands has felt like a lifetime.

He did a lot of thinking, mostly. Making mental notes and adjustments for projects he had going around the ship, thinking of ways to keep shit like that from happening again.

And even after that, he had to ease into things. Slowly working out the kinks in dormant muscles with little exercises and minimal casting. (Though that didn't stop he and Peter from spending quite a while making sure the other knew how grateful they were to be alive and in one piece.) It was a long, slow process, which left Charlie feeling more like dead weight than anything, but things are returning to normalcy by degrees.

Which is when Peter approaches him one day with a job- a job at a very large estate that will involve dancing and socializing and wearing a suit. (But also gathering information on the owner of said estate for a business rival, but that was hardly important.) While Charlie put on an act of being annoyed- saying it was fine, but Peter owed him a real, actual date one day for the love of God- he was actually a little thrilled. Growing up, he actually enjoyed all of the parties and galas and honest-to-God balls his parents would force him to attend. He was good at dancing and being charming, and for a few hours at least he didn't feel like such a failure.

And hey, he cleans up nice.

He wanders into the common area of the Milano just as he's finishing buttoning his jacket. He's got no idea where the hell they dug this suit up, but it fits perfectly. (He probably has Gamora to thank for that.) ]


So. Ready to go?

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[personal profile] animated 2015-01-28 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ If there's one thing that Charlie has learned about the enigma that is Peter Jason Quill, it's that he has this weird desire to Deal With Things by himself. Sometimes that's all well and good, some things are personal and need to be dealt with by oneself. Sometimes, though, they involve shitty plans for escaping terrible situations, or stuff Peter just doesn't want other people to see, in which case, he makes dumbass calls that make no sense and will likely get him hurt or worse.

Charlie is not much of a fan of the latter, which is why he doesn't make a move to go anywhere. ]


What's going on?

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emotive: (Weeds will grow)

Pretend "Dancing in the Moonlight" is playing....

[personal profile] emotive 2015-02-17 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
(( OOC: After the events of this thread.))

[Ai Thao has made herself at home on Peter Quill's spaceship, the Milano after their action packed and harrowing heist. She's seated herself next to the tiny treelike creature that's napping in its pot while warming her hands with a cup of sweet and dark coffee. She's taking it easy now that they don't have to face any immediate danger within the deepness of space. It's been fun and all and while Ai would love to explore more, she's about due for a return trip to Earth.

She seems content, with her coffee and examining baby Groot.
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Are you sure he's not magical...?

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[personal profile] saxual 2015-04-26 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ Desert planets are a dime a dozen, it seems like, but this one is particularly out of the way. It's only recently come up on the universe's radar, having been isolated for a long, long time. But after the near-destruction of every human on the planet and the timely arrival of a fleet of ships, things seem to be looking up for this place. Spaceports have been opened, technology was finally catching up, though most of the planet remains largely lawless.

Well, no. It's largely desert. But there are a lot of small towns that are largely lawless. This place is just a huddle of buildings, crowded against an outcropping of rocks in a sea of sand. Barely enough to be called a town. But there's an inn, a bar, a place to park your spaceship, and no shortage of people willing to do less-than-honest things to make a little money. What more could you want?

Perhaps a little bizarrely, the bar in question also seems to have a resident musician. A resident jazz musician, taking up space on a small raised platform that passes for a stage, playing away on his saxophone. ]

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wow hi hello I had an idea i hope that's ok if not just let me know \o\

[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2015-05-07 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ It doesn't take Rose long to disappear; she'd appreciated what Peter had done more than he probably realized but she couldn't jeopardize him or the others any more than she already had. He could say it was fine six ways to Sunday but there were the constant what ifs that plagued her brain until she couldn't take it anymore. Once the tracker was out, she hung around for a few days and was a pretty fun stowaway. She took part in the ideas tossed around to take down Hiromitsu, hung out with Groot a lot, and naturally never said or did anything indicative of her plans to leave. Then one night she vanished without a trace.

She didn't even leave a note. What a jerk.

Rose had always like to listen and people had always liked to talk. She was a natural at saying nothing about herself yet finding out more than her fair share about other people from watching, listening, and knowing just how much a smile makes a difference. Turns out there was a job for that sort of talent. An informant. She unfortunately couldn't work with law enforcement due to her circumstances but she could freelance. The galaxy was full of information just waiting to be discovered and shared; secrets, she quickly learned, have a surprisingly high value.

But she also quickly learned that she couldn't live on secrets alone. While she may have gotten a little rusty and it was dangerous to throw herself into a ring again, it's the only way she really knows to get some fast cash. There was only so much money in information-sharing. Most people wanted to pay her in knowledge in return and that was fine but it didn't fill her stomach or pay her way to the next planet. It didn't keep her moving.

She was smart enough to cover her tracks. Careful not to draw too much attention or get caught. So picking up a challenge or two in some shady system in her down time didn't hurt.

Only it kind of did.

Everything always comes in threes. That's the saying, isn't it?

Three cracked ribs. Three missing teeth. Three inches of her hair chopped off (though only on one side). Three very large, nasty bruises on her person that are indicative of a deeper problem below the surface. Only one shiner, thankfully, but she only has two eyes to be blackened in the first place. Thank the gods she didn't have more or else she might really have had three black eyes.

All things considered, it isn't a bad outcome for a fight as harrowing as that one. Rose does her best to power through the pain - just as she always has - but judging from the way her vision swims and breathing is more a wheezing, she isn't doing as well as she's trying to pretend she is. Maybe she'll just lean against this wall to think her options over. It's totally not for stability or anything. Nope. Not in the slightest.

Don't mind her as she slumps against said wall and slooowwwllllyyyy starts to slide down it. She's totally fine. Totally. Just -

Give her a minute.
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never be sorry c':

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emotive: (Long ago and oh so far away)

[personal profile] emotive 2015-05-28 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ai Thao has more or less proven herself to be a fairly valuable asset when it came to assisting Peter "Star-Lord" Quill on his man (mis)adventures in the vastness of space. She's been able to see and experience so many things outside of the tiny blue home planet she knows as Earth and honestly, it's been liberating in a fascinating way she's not sure she's able to put into words. That isn't to say this space travel doesn't have its downsides...

Like trying to be polite to aliens who are trying to get to know her TOO well while they trying to locate a contact that would give them information in a rather popular and crowded bar. Ai's strayed behind Peter after being held up by a particular tall blue fellow.
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"Don't see too many Terran 'round these parts. Whaddya say? I'll buy you a drink. Two even!"

Ah... I-I'm not old enough for that.

[18... So close, but so far...]

"No need to worry about arbitrary rules like that, c'mon!"

[HALP...]

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to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die

[personal profile] stealwithit 2015-12-12 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's about time that things caught up to Kasumi.

She should have known there was something suspicious about this last tech run for the Crucible project. It had taken her to a derelict research station further out in the fringes of the Milky Way in Batarian space, which was already a red flag; that area of the galaxy was generally known to be a Reaper fest, being the first door the giant cuttlefish figuratively kicked down in their mass arrival from dark space. But the scientists and engineers on the project were adamant about recovering tech from the derelict station, citing its importance in the completion of the Crucible, and Kasumi found herself unable to turn it down. It's why she's called on the Guardians to help her on this job--not only is it incredibly dangerous, but she knows both she and Peter would rest easier if they went into the thick of it together.

Kasumi gets there first, because of course she does, but mostly it's because of her being relatively closer from her last job. It had been her who insisted on making the rendezvous at the station, rather than on some asteroid belt or anywhere prior to the job, if only by virtue of their respective flight vectors. Meeting up beforehand would have added days of travel to the overall job, and with the galaxy on the brink of destruction, they don't really have the luxury of time.

She will, however, come to regret this decision upon her arrival. It's quiet... too quiet, she thinks, even for an abandoned station. She does her standard run of checks before the Guardians arrive--cursory reconnaissance, really--checking schematics of the place, looking for heat signatures, locating the tech, anything, only to find nothing. It's not until she finds a secure comm frequency that she stumbles across radio chatter, and she's shocked to find that there's even any to begin with.

"Alpha team, what's your status? Any word?"

"Not yet. We haven't seen a thing since we picked up on a new arrival."


One of the voices sounds Batarian, giving her a degree of unease. Not because she has anything against Batarians, but because of her graybox. The Alliance black ops raid--the intel in Keiji's graybox--is one of humanity's best kept secrets at the moment, but Kasumi wouldn't be surprised if what little Batarians are left have made it their personal mission to exact revenge on the Alliance after what Shepard did. The other sounds--human, maybe? It wouldn't surprise her to know that a few humans have turned heel to join that cause, either. Extremists come in all shapes, sizes, races.

"If you can't see anything, then chances are it's the guest of honor. We'll get what we need from her soon enough."

"Yeah. It's time the Alliance paid for their crimes against Batarians and against the entire galaxy."


That's when it hits her. The people here really are out for Alliance blood, and--this--

This is a fucking trap.

"Beta team, any sign on her backup?"

"No, sir."


And she's inadvertently sent the Guardians, sent Peter into an ambush.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.




When a highly-encrypted message comes through the Milano's emergency comms, flagged specifically for one Peter Jason Quill, a.k.a. Star-Lord, it doesn't come from the Nova Corps, this time. It doesn't come from Kasumi Goto, either. It comes through the Shadow Broker, a feat in and of itself, because--since when does the Shadow Broker personally deliver messages, much less to a crew like the Guardians?

The voice on the audio message, at least, is familiar. Because in this case, it is Kasumi's, and her voice is calm, level, but there would be no denying a current of veiled panic that runs beneath:

"Peter--love, I'm going to need you to stay calm and listen to what I'm about to say very carefully. I'm sending this through the Broker so there's no way to track this transmission--do not proceed with the rendezvous as planned. We've been had. There's something--a group here, with stealth tech to hide heat signatures, so I don't know how many of them there are, but... Please, don't come. Stay where you are, I'll figure out how to get out of here and find you, okay? They said something about wanting revenge against the Alliance--I think they want my graybox. So just--please, don't--"

And then the feed cuts off. ]

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wouldcatchit: I'LL BE TAKING IT BACK (THAT'S MY TITLE)

Human AU, for reals this time! LMK if you want something changed, clarified, etc.

[personal profile] wouldcatchit 2016-01-12 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
["Have you seen the Dirty Dozen," the cops and government people asked, over and over again. "¿Has visto al Dirty Dozen?" This deal they were offering, that, legally, wasn't happening, was apparently going to be like that. In exchange for cleaned records, a band of five criminals would be trained and sent to infiltrate the operations of a South America-based crime-lord called "the Accuser".

This large, tan and tattooed man, legally, also wasn't handcuffed to a table in a private room in K____ prison; he was in his cell, serving his lifetime sentence. His name, according to his file, was once Arturo Dieguez. He was a Nevada native, a real-estate agent, and an amateur saxophone player; some years ago, he had a wife (Iveth) and daughter (Amarissa). A drive through the Mojave Desert ended with the family car being riddled with bullet-holes. Only the father came out alive. According to Dieguez, they had stumbled on some sordid business linked to an associate of "the Accuser" (but there wasn't enough evidence to prove his claim). After that point, Dieguez quit his job, trained, and joined underground fighting rings, under the name "el Durante" (the stubborn one, the durable one), whereupon his twenty-two counts of voluntary manslaughter and six counts of GBH took place. These men had it coming, he claimed, for their links to "the Accuser". His parents were undocumented, from an unidentified country, but he was born stateside. Nothing else was known.

He understood English, yet, for some undisclosed reason, refused to speak it; el Durante lived up to his title and paid no attention to the cops and government people and, instead, acted as if he didn't understand what they were offering. That was why one of the other criminals, being offered this same deal, had been sent to this legally non-happenstance.

As he'd greeted the others, el Durante sat, back-straight, and looked this fellow criminal in the eyes as he entered.
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¿Te atreves?
[You dare?] Me conoces, ¿sí? [You know me, yes?]
Edited (For want of an upside-down question-mark.) 2016-01-12 20:31 (UTC)

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lmk if this is okay!

[personal profile] coppertopped 2016-02-23 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Penny Polendina is a robot. She was built in secret and kept in relative isolation for most of her life. She is capable of immense feats of strength and her combat skills are impressive. She is the next generation of synthetic soldier.

She’s also a teenage girl. She’s naïve and perhaps a little too trusting. Her enthusiasm comes off as a little strange sometimes, but her cheerful attitude is infectious. She is friendly, but has only ever had one real friend.

And lastly, she is the first synthetic being able to generate an Aura- the manifestation of one’s soul- so she is much, much more than just a machine. She’s alive.

There’s been some problems, however, including Penny’s destruction during a fighting tournament held by the nations of Remnant- through no fault of her opponent, but that was another story. Penny’s true nature was kept a secret from everyone, even her own teammates, and as she lay in pieces on the arena floor, people began to ask themselves what use would the military have for a robotic soldier that looked and behaved like a normal girl. It wasn’t long after that that chaos erupted, and the city was overwhelmed by monsters. However, just before Penny shut down, her father, her inventor, was able to transfer her data, her very being, into an auxiliary body.

Professor Polendina made arrangements to have Penny taken to another facility off-world, but the situation on Remnant was too delicate and the military under too much scrutiny to take her themselves. He had to call in outside help, and he was more than willing to pay a heavy sum to ensure secrecy and that his daughter would be kept safe.

Penny protested, of course. There were people out there who needed her help, not least of which was her friend, Ruby. Her father, strict as ever, told her that she would not be going back to the city of Vale, or Beacon Academy, or maybe even Remnant, ever again. Penny isn’t stupid enough that she doesn’t realize that if she’d just listened to her father in the first place, that maybe none of this would have happened.

So with a suitcase full of her meager belongings and the bravest expression she can muster, she waits for her transport to come pick her up. ]

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[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2016-06-10 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Eventful is one word for it. Exhausting is another and probably the one Rose would use rather than the former. It's been... more than she ever could have hoped for, but that doesn't necessarily make it any easier. So she, like everyone, is thankful for the little breath they get to take.

Instead of going off ship though, Rose settles in. She's not an introvert by any means - the rest of the Guardians know that much by now - but she does enjoy her solitary moments. Too many are bad for her, which they also know, but once in a while doesn't hurt.

She was actually hoping for said solitude but seems the universe (or just Peter Quill) has different plans for her. Music instead floods the ship and pulls her out of whatever wistful thought she'd been currently on. Of course she knows who's responsible and wanders silently towards the very source... only to snort in amusement soon as she sees him.

He doesn't dance often. At least not seriously. She still isn't entirely sure this is serious, but it's... more heartfelt than whatever she has witnessed. Heartfelt but obviously still comical enough to make her snicker. His moves aren't bad, not by any means. In fact, it's quite the opposite. It seems fun. Carefree. ...But still really, really funny perhaps because it was so unexpected.
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lmk is this is okay!

[personal profile] twelveoclock 2016-06-29 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ So, what is it with New Mexico and spaceships anyway? Maybe the aliens who (allegedly) crashed there were nice guys who aimed for the desert instead of a city. Better a few dead jackrabbits, snakes and scorpions than people, right? (Especially scorpions. Fuck those things.)

Well, whatever the draw was, something fell out of the sky and landed smack in the desert. Considering it wasn’t too far from McCree’s old haunting ground, and also considering McCree’s old cronies from the Deadlock Gang were very interested in finding whatever it was, the sharpshooter has been tasked by the higher-ups to check it out.

Goodie.

McCree doesn’t much like being back in town, but he keeps to himself during the day, taking care to stay out of sight. Some of the places around here still have his wanted poster hanging on the wall, and that’s a headache he doesn’t need. Once the sun sets, he climbs into an old Jeep and heads out to the location of the crash, as near as their satellites could figure.

With any luck, he’ll just find a chunk of rock and call it a day. ]

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wouldcatchit: I HATE YOU TOO (I HATE YOU BATISTA)

AU! Lemme know if you want anything changed, clarified, etc.

[personal profile] wouldcatchit 2016-06-30 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Dieguez once believed that those who compared their lives to films really had no lives. Such fiction, he believed, possessed too neat a structure and too small a cast. In the few films he'd had the patience to watch, the characters' motivations were incredibly clear-cut and every interaction simply existed to move the plot forward. The film's story would conclude too neatly, unless some storylines were left unresolved for a sequel or, if the director was feeling particularly ambitious, a "volume two".

Life was not so well-planned, due to divine mismanagement or poor improv by the players involved.

Take, for instance, Operation Zechariah. Although much was taught in their ten weeks of training (in fact, far exceeding their expectations), none of it adequately prepared them for the type of affair Taurino Teran held in "the middle of nowhere, South America" (as Rocket referred to the large tents assembled by Teran's large, seaside manor). Sure, they had been informed that the soiree was to be a plen air wedding, honoring the union of Teran's daughter (Carina) and her betrothed (a Michael Korvac), and, yes, they verbally accepted this intel and assured the military personae that they were more than capable of attending the affair under the guise of Galenia's guests. (Galenia, as far as the other wedding attendees were to know, had been in prison and managed to escape with the aid of their bizarre company. A technical truth, as many great lies are.)

Now, it was another thing to dress their motley crew in rented suits and send them into this field.

They endured the lengthy ceremony admirably. Their criminal backgrounds were more than sufficient in allowing them to navigate through Teran's terrifying guest list (which welcomed the likes of a Gene Khan, Victor Von Doom, Georges Batroc, Ophelia Sarkissian, and other names that were typically graced with less-than favorable associations that were, unfortunately, unsupported by physical evidence and/or living/social witnesses). Dieguez even managed to look the Accuser in the eyes, shake his hand, and state that he was now working with Galenia because it had been difficult for a person, with his history, to find any other jobs; how he managed such a feat without murdering the man where he stood (which would have foolishly compromised them before the eyes of Teran, his guest list, and the Accuser's terrifying bodyguard) was beyond him. Understandably, after he had practiced such infuriating restraint, Rocket and Gideon did not need to overexert themselves in convincing el Durante to join their inebriation come reception-time.

The mission was meant to be clear-cut. They'd go in, find a way to isolate the Accuser from the rest, capture or kill him, and rendezvous with a helicopter on the mansion's roof at exactly 21:09. Simple enough. All they had to do was blend in, wait for and/or force the Accuser to separate from his bald protectoress (another daughter of the same death-obsessed cult that had forcibly taken Galenia and created Gomorrah). Dieguez knew it would have benefitted the five of them if they followed these orders. It would have made for an incredibly neat little narrative.

After a drink or ten, the three of them most definitely were no longer blending in; to the bride's mortification and the fascination of Teran's increasingly loquacious security personnel, they were possibly accomplishing the exact diametric opposite via Dieguez very loudly struggling to get out of Gideon's hold and equally loudly challenging Rocket.

Ten weeks of military bonding and training. Undone in a short conversation. With this lot, such a thing did not feel terribly out of place.
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Edited (to change/add a detail, to explain why they aren't also going after the Mandarin, Doctor Von Doom, Batroc the Leaper, or Viper. ) 2016-07-01 10:33 (UTC)

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are u ready for quill to get knocked on his ass

[personal profile] godslay 2016-12-20 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ as predicted, gamora heals just fine. the wound closes over, and though she has to give herself time before she's back to full health, it's only a matter of days before she's at her proper strength. she makes a point of demonstrating for quill, too, just to ensure he doesn't come bothering her with his silly, overbearing concern (even if a small, tiny, minuscule piece of her warms at the gesture). she wants to move beyond the incident, given that she's no longer physically affected, and she's set on letting it go, as she has with all of her previous injuries; it's just another on the long list of seemingly mortal wounds that she's survived.

however, what she doesn't let go is the fact that quill needs to invest time into honing his reflexes. in comparison to the team as a whole, he's the slowest, the least durable in immediate combat, and, well, he could do with something more formal to keep him up to par. not that he's a poor fighter, by any means, but gamora has higher (probably the highest) standards, and after such a painfully close call, she wants to see peter adhering to said standards, at least a bit more.

it's why she insists that he train with her, at least until he has a firmer grasp of what he needs to polish on his own time. she wants to know that he's improving, that he's getting better and more refined, so that she doesn't have to—

—worry.

that's what it is, if she's honest. not that she sees reason to inform quill, to cue him in to her reasoning beyond "to make you less of a risk to the rest of us", but she wants to see quill safe. training, getting better, faster — it's the only way she can think to provide quill with the tools to protect himself.

she won't always be there to push him out of the way, after all, and the other possible outcomes are unacceptable.

however, just because she's doing something to help him, doesn't mean she's going to make it easy.

in the milano's cargo bay, they've cleared away a space that's usable, and while it's not much, it's enough. there's area to engage each other, and gamora finds herself actually enjoying it — even if she's not properly fighting him. if she was fighting, he wouldn't stand a chance, but for now, she's trying to make a point.

and that point being, he needs to improve. that this is critical to his survival.

of course, the way she chooses to make said point isn't necessarily the kindest method she could employ.

when quill comes at her, all she does is duck out of his direct path, stick out her foot, and watch with a vaguely amused look as his foot collides with her ankle and he goes down.

she steps forward, leaning over him with her eyebrow quirked, her hair falling over her shoulder as she considers the prone terran laying on the cargo bay's steel floor. ]


Have I proven my point, or do you require further demonstration?

that's what she's here for t b h

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idefk with this mess lmk if i need to edit??

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[ it's something you learn after enough years as a private investigator: sometimes people just go missing.

of course, jessica's usually the one finding those missing people, no matter how gone they seem to be, but there's the occasional case that just leads to a dead-end — the wrong kind. it always comes up feeling awkward or somehow off, like a painting hung askew or a word with all the letters in the a different order: you look at it, at all the evidence, and something isn't the way it's supposed to be.

frustrating, is what it goddamn is, and those rare and inevitably futile cases keep her up sometimes.

but she's also come (grudgingly) to accept it.

when someone seems to just vanish into thin air, when she reaches the end of the metaphorical line, she has no choice. it's how inexplicable it all is that really unsettles her, but what the hell can she even do about it, other than write it off, let her client know that there's no trail to follow (none), and try to move on? she's seen the pattern in more than just her own cases, but—

eventually you just explain it away. try to come up with something logical, like the body just hasn't been found or maybe they've somehow managed to buy their way to antartica — whatever the fuck it is.

it's too weird, otherwise. almost unnatural.

but maybe that's just the way the universe works, right? things that can't always be explained or understood, because it comes and goes with the sort of convoluted complexities that will leave any normal person grasping at straws, scrabbling for comprehension when all they'll come away with is empty air.

jessica's reached that place with a few of the disappearances.

she just never expected to be one of them.



when she wakes, it's with the most killer headache of her life.

did i really drink that much? is about the first coherent thought she manages. because what the fuck?

also why is the floor so hard?

passed out in an alley? nope, doesn't smell like shit. passed out at the bar? nope, would have gotten kicked out. passed out in her apartment? still no, because she doesn't have steel goddamn floors.

she takes a second to process that, finally cracking open an eye as she comes to terms with the fact that her cheek is resting on something cold and metal, rather than wood or carpet (or, preferably, her bed). she slowly lifts her head, squinting at her surroundings.

crates. boxes. her first impulse is to think "warehouse," but no, too small for that. everything is enclosed, a little cramped, and definitely metal, with a low hum that fills the space (and does absolutely zero favors for her throbbing head). ]


Where in the fuck...?

[ grimacing, she presses a hand to her forehead, sitting up and looking around. she can hear voices overhead, and she's automatically on high alert.

...or she would be, if her head didn't feel like it was going to shatter into a million pieces if she didn't stay still.

shit.

with a royal fuckload of effort, she drags herself to her feet, biting back the groan of accompanying discomfort. a step forward, and she stumbles, catching herself on a nearby crate — only to knock it right the floor.

...double shit.

the voices above her cut off immediately, and all she can think is, "so much for the element of surprise, dumbass." ]

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"i should use one of ur meme links" N A H also lmk if i need to edit o b v s

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[ it's astonishing what time will do for a team.

where at first the guardians had tripped over each other in less than stellar attempts to work together, now they fell into the rhythm of fighting side-by-side in a genuinely admirable way. they watched each others' backs, kept everyone safe whenever possible, and generally found ways to accommodate one teammate's weaknesses with another's strengths. it worked, even if it shouldn't have — and gamora is grateful for it.

that doesn't mean they don't (often) find themselves in tight spots. it's like they're some universal magnet for trouble — which could easily come from a level of notoriety that still catches gamora off guard some days — and when something should be relatively painless?

it tends to be the opposite.

they should really keep a running tally on the milano of jobs gone wrong, or maybe start coughing up a few units any time one of them says anything along the lines of, "well, this should be a piece of cake." (and at least drax, by this juncture, realizes that the cake is not an actual cake, but rather a representation of a painless mission.

"but i would like to partake of this celebratory dessert."

"not...the point here, buddy.")




this most recent "piece of cake" turns out to be a bounty with a few more associates than their intel informed them.

one or two men turns into twenty, thirty, and then gamora loses count. they seem to be everywhere at once, and the team's attention keeps jumping from point to point, which makes everything—

chaotic.

gamora moves from one enemy to the next, cutting down each without so much as flinching, but she keeps being drawn in eight different directions at a time while trying to keep an eye on the other guardians. she lost track of drax, has no idea where groot and rocket have ended up, but she hears over the comm:

"gamora, three on your left—"

she spins to meet the oncoming combatants, slicing through the first, the second—

until the third brings an incredibly heavy, incredibly vicious club down on her sword arm.

her vision momentarily swims with the pain, but gamora swings on instinct, drawing a knife from her boot with her unbroken arm and plunging it directly into the enemy's throat. the man joins the other two on the ground, gurgling and coughing on blood until gamora stomps on his neck. he goes completely still, and she reaches down to retrieve her knife — and godslayer, where it had fallen from her hand on impact. her arm is bent at a completely unnatural angle, and gamora finds cover to forcefully shove the splintered bone back into alignment.

a few sharp curses spill into the comm (under her breath, but largely still audible), and gamora holds her damaged arm against her chest as she throws herself back into the fight.

(because like hell she'll sit this out.)




that was hours ago, and gamora only reluctantly allowed quill to help her splint her arm. it will heal eventually, but keeping it stable and aligned will make the process easier.

...but until then, it's still incredibly painful.

the rest of the ship is quiet, and she's certain most of the others have gone to bed. she, however, can't seem to sleep, and she sits in the common area with a box of knives that need cleaning — though that has been momentarily abandoned.

she's trying to braid her hair where it falls in a dark curtain over her shoulder. she's combed through it already, but every time she reaches up with both hands, the still-healing arm starts to shake, shrieking with protest as she tries to maneuver her fingers through the three segments, tries to weave them in and out, but— she can't seem to steady herself.

she tries once, and then a second time, but this third time, she grits her and forces her shaking hand to grab another section of hair.

...this is embarrassingly difficult, she's starting to realize. ]

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