[ The past couple of weeks haven't been great for Peter, which, well, given where he is, that's none too surprising. He likes to think he can roll with the punches, though, likes to think that he's capable of bouncing back from anything, but it's wearing down on him, lately. Too much shit happening one after another, and he's just tired.
Star-Lord is coming back from a trip in the ruins in Haven West -- he can't really muster up the energy needed for North, lately -- and he's about to flop into bed when he spots the gift.
He picks the star up carefully, turns it over in his hands like it's the most delicate thing in the world--
(because gifts are a rarity, and as improbably as it is, he's receiving them with more and more frequency the longer he's in Haven)
--and for the first time in a few days, he smiles. ]
So, Nightingale. [ Whenever he calls her, his voice is bright. ] You haven't heard if anyone's been goin' around, dropping off wood carvings, have you?
[The soft giggle he gets in reply should give him his answer, though Rue still makes a big show of hem-ing and haw-ing over the question. It's just fun teasing Star-Lord.]
Depends on what kind of wood carving you're talking about.
[By the way her bottom lip's sticking out, it appears she's giving this a lot of thought!!]
I like Nightingale, but I can be Star-Lady if you want me to be! But you hav'ta tell me if you think I should be Star-Lady so I can make another star for myself, okay?
[Can't be a Star-Anything if you don't have one of those.]
I'm gonna stick with Nightingale. But that means you should find someone to be Star-Lady someday. [Rue's smile turns a little mischievous.] One that doesn't hit you when you're practical.
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Star-Lord is coming back from a trip in the ruins in Haven West -- he can't really muster up the energy needed for North, lately -- and he's about to flop into bed when he spots the gift.
He picks the star up carefully, turns it over in his hands like it's the most delicate thing in the world--
(because gifts are a rarity, and as improbably as it is, he's receiving them with more and more frequency the longer he's in Haven)
--and for the first time in a few days, he smiles. ]
So, Nightingale. [ Whenever he calls her, his voice is bright. ] You haven't heard if anyone's been goin' around, dropping off wood carvings, have you?
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Depends on what kind of wood carving you're talking about.
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It's hard to describe. It's got, like, five points? The ends are kinda triangley. And it's painted gold?
I dunno, it looks pretty familiar, but I can't quite place it.
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Sounds like Star-Lord finally has a star of his own.
[Basically admitting to it, yes.]
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Well, I hope I can figure out who gave this to me. I'd give them a huge thank you hug, and I'd let them call themselves Star-Lady, if they wanted.
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[She's genuinely curious about how all this works, and totally dropping the clueless act now.]
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You could use one or the other, or keep 'em both, or just stick with the one you like best.
It's your call-sign, right? As long as it represents you, it's good.
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I like Nightingale, but I can be Star-Lady if you want me to be! But you hav'ta tell me if you think I should be Star-Lady so I can make another star for myself, okay?
[Can't be a Star-Anything if you don't have one of those.]
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I'm gonna stick with Nightingale. But that means you should find someone to be Star-Lady someday. [Rue's smile turns a little mischievous.] One that doesn't hit you when you're practical.
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But he laughs a little, all the same. ]
I'll keep an eye out. You'd let me know if you find any good candidates, right?
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Yup! I'll be looking out. You let me know if you find anyone, too.