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[saxual]

I saw him. I was trying to figure out what the hell he was.

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[ It takes a moment, but Peter has a realization. Give the man a prize. ]

Right. Desert planet. You've-- you've seriously never seen a tree before, have you?

[saxual]

Only in books.

And I'm pretty sure even then they didn't walk around and say "I am Groot."

[nostalgiabomb]

Well, like you said -- I've got a pretty interesting group, here. Groot's kind of a special case, though, so don't embarrass yourself and try to chat up any other trees while we're out and about.

[saxual]

Hah. Thanks for the tip.

[ there's a pause, then: ] You got a window around here I can look out of?

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Best view's up in the flight deck, but--

[ -- it'd probably best to steer the guy clear of Rocket and Gamora till they've calmed down some. He nods to one side, gesturing for Midvalley to follow. ]

-- There's a pretty good porthole in the common area.

[saxual]

[ He gets it. He's got no desire to poke his nose into the room where everyone was yelling at each other a moment ago.

He hauls himself off of his bunk, following after Peter ]

Any view is better than no view. I've never been to space before.

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[ He leads them through the common area, where Groot is sitting beneath a little sunlamp Rocket rigged for him. The Flora colossus offers Midvalley a friendly little wave before he goes back to basking.

At the end of the ship is the porthole Peter mentioned -- more of a window than a proper porthole, but all the better, right? The metal bars reinforcing the window obscure some of the view, but it's still damn nice. The planet is growing smaller behind them. ]

Not leavin' any family behind, are you?

[saxual]

[ Groot gets a bit of a sideways glance. Midvalley isn't sure how he feels about the tree guy just yet, but just from looking he seems pretty different from the "plants" he's familiar with. ]

Not that I'm aware-- [ he sort of trails off as he looks out the window because... holy shit. His life has taken some... strange turns, but never in a million years did he ever think he'd be here, shooting through the stars and leaving that place behind him.

His nonchalant demeanor falls away for a moment and he just stares. ]

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[ Peter gets it -- of course he does. His first time out in space (well, after they had let him out of the cargo hold, anyway) had been spent in much the same way, staring out in the black expanse spotted with white. He had missed out on saying goodbye to his planet, so he won't begrudge Midvalley his chance to say goodbye to his -- even if the guy doesn't seem to like it much.

So he stays silent, leaning against the frame and staring out with him. Let the guy break the quiet when he's good and ready. ]

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[ He remains transfixed for a good while longer before finally asking, ] You ever get used to it? The fact that there's a whole universe out there.

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[ Peter shrugs. ]

Not really? Most of the time you just kinda let it go on the backburner, otherwise you go kinda nuts thinkin' about how big the universe is, how tiny you are in comparison. Sometimes it's kinda comforting, thinkin' about how petty your problems are in comparison to the whole of existence.

Other times? Scary as fuck.

[ This, at least, Peter can talk about with ease, and he gives Midvalley a reassuring smile. ]

You'll figure out how to adapt. Or, you'll go crazy. Whatever works for you, dude.

[saxual]

[ That actually draws a smile out of the musician ]

You have really gotta work on that whole "reassuring" thing.

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[ The smile on Peter's face is what one might characterize as triumphant. ]

Kinda got you to laugh, though, didn't I?

[saxual]

Take a picture. It doesn't happen often.

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Was that a challenge? That sounded like a challenge. Then again, I'm a funny kinda guy, so it probably won't even be that difficult.

[saxual]

It wasn't really meant as a challenge, but I suppose you're welcome to try.

[nostalgiabomb]

Too late. Challenge already accepted, my good man.

[ His grin takes on a sort of cheeky edge to it (aren't you glad you hoppd on this ship, Midvalley?), and he turns to face the guy fully. ]

Any idea what kinda place you wanna end up?

[saxual]

[ Well, he's thinking it could be worse?? (Jury's still out on the plant guy, though.) ]

I don't even know what's out there. Someplace with an appreciation for jazz, at least?

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You'd be surprised at the lack of musical taste this galaxy has.

Doin' the musician thing, then? No jobs on the side? [ He asks it flatly -- this is a judgment free zone, Hornfreak. ]

[saxual]

[ He gives a shrug, turning too look out the window again ]

I could argue I've done enough killing to last me several lifetimes over, but on the other it's hard to step away from the only thing you've ever done.

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Could always try puttin' your talents to other uses. Bounty hunting might suit you just fine.

[saxual]

I appreciate the sentiment, but I doubt it.

[nostalgiabomb]

Why the doubt?

I could have sworn I commented to this before I went to bed wtf

[saxual]

I don't think making peoples' brains leak out their ears and bounty hunting exactly mesh.