I'm the leader. I mean, sure, it's unofficial, but still. There are, like, rules against beating me up. There's a charter with gilded lettering and everything. "We the passengers of the Milano, in order to spare Peter Jason Quill from getting his stupid ass beat," blah, blah, blah.
[ He's about to ask, "Legally or literally?" but then he remembers her showing off during the cave-in, remembers her mentioning, "I'm a super soldier." ]
Oh, right. Souped-up metabolism. [ Yes, Peter knows a few big words. (Although mostly he knows that one because of multiple readings of Captain America comics.) ]
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Shit. That's a terrifying, nightmarish thought. ]
I'm the leader. I mean, sure, it's unofficial, but still. There are, like, rules against beating me up. There's a charter with gilded lettering and everything. "We the passengers of the Milano, in order to spare Peter Jason Quill from getting his stupid ass beat," blah, blah, blah.
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This is a riot. You better know some good places to brawl - I bet Rocket does.
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Yeah, probably, but there'd be drinking involved. Drax probably knows places without alcohol.
I mean, you're like, what, seven years old? Eight? You're not allowed to drink, right?
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I can't get drunk. I'm just there for the view.
[ She thought she'd mentioned it, but then again, she was used to being a far more public figure than she is now. ]
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Oh, right. Souped-up metabolism. [ Yes, Peter knows a few big words. (Although mostly he knows that one because of multiple readings of Captain America comics.) ]
Shit, that sucks.
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Hey, if a guy fighting me is going to do it while trying to puke, his problem, not mine.
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You know, you're gonna fit in with the other Lost Boys just fine.
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See you around, Ravager.