[ She'll take that little grin over anything else, honestly, and she starts moving in the direction she'd just pointed out. She moves with a carefulness that's unusual for her; even when she's being her usual stealthy self, she typically goes about with a degree of confidence. At the moment, that's given way to trepidation, to some ominous bad feeling about this.
Which is why, even as they're moving, she casts him a glance and speaks under her breath. ]
Peter--you should know, in case something goes wrong, I--
[ Nope. She can't do this. Saying this was way easier in her head. Saying I need you to get out of here in one piece and go back to the Guardians is somehow so, so difficult, because she doesn't want to imagine the likely scenario that her time with him might be running out. ]
[ He moves forward, resting his hand on her shoulder in reassurance. ]
Nothing will go wrong. We've been in worse scraps than this.
[ famous last words, perhaps, but he says them with the same sort of foolhardy confidence he attacks everything with. Better to go in with a sense of bravado than shuffle in with his tail between his legs. ]
[ They really have. Hell, Kasumi's been through the Omega 4 Relay with Shepard and back--she's been through a lot.
But it's a lot scarier when the stakes are higher. When she knows she's the target, and when she might get the one person in the galaxy she can't live without killed because of her own fuck-up. ]
I know that, but--if it does. Just... Get back to the others, okay? The Guardians, I mean.
[ And he says it with a sobriety he rarely exhibits, his expression stern. He's rarely sure of anything in his life, but he's determined to stick to that point. ]
[ The gravity of what he says makes her blood run cold; she knows it means he's serious, and she knows it means he won't be swayed, no matter what. She knows it, and yet she tries to persuade him otherwise, anyway. ]
[ That wasn't the response she was hoping to hear, but she already knew she wouldn't get that out of him.
She gives his hand a squeeze, and at length, she gives a quiet nod of her head, too. ]
Right. Partners.
[ She also tries to shoot him a reassuring look as she brings her other arm up to activate her omni-tool, now that they're getting closer to the hangar. ]
You know they've probably got their ships guarded heavily. Shouldn't be a problem for us, right?
Jeez, Peter. Give yourself some more credit, would you? You're Star-Lord.
[ That, at last, garners a small smile from her. It's when they approach an intersection in hallways that she slows her movements, going nearly still. Once they go quiet enough, they can hear the patrol conversing idly around the corner. ]
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[ he says it with a bit of a grin, because he loves stealing ships. an old hobby, really. ]
You'll have to lead.
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[ She'll take that little grin over anything else, honestly, and she starts moving in the direction she'd just pointed out. She moves with a carefulness that's unusual for her; even when she's being her usual stealthy self, she typically goes about with a degree of confidence. At the moment, that's given way to trepidation, to some ominous bad feeling about this.
Which is why, even as they're moving, she casts him a glance and speaks under her breath. ]
Peter--you should know, in case something goes wrong, I--
[ Nope. She can't do this. Saying this was way easier in her head. Saying I need you to get out of here in one piece and go back to the Guardians is somehow so, so difficult, because she doesn't want to imagine the likely scenario that her time with him might be running out. ]
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[ He moves forward, resting his hand on her shoulder in reassurance. ]
Nothing will go wrong. We've been in worse scraps than this.
[ famous last words, perhaps, but he says them with the same sort of foolhardy confidence he attacks everything with. Better to go in with a sense of bravado than shuffle in with his tail between his legs. ]
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But it's a lot scarier when the stakes are higher. When she knows she's the target, and when she might get the one person in the galaxy she can't live without killed because of her own fuck-up. ]
I know that, but--if it does. Just... Get back to the others, okay? The Guardians, I mean.
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[ And he says it with a sobriety he rarely exhibits, his expression stern. He's rarely sure of anything in his life, but he's determined to stick to that point. ]
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They need you, Peter. The galaxy needs you.
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Kasumi, let's be real. The galaxy needs any of us as much as it needs a race of mechasquids wiping out all sentient life.
[ Which is to say, not at all.
He reaches over and takes her hand, grip firm but not ungentle. ]
We stick this out together. That's what partners do.
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She gives his hand a squeeze, and at length, she gives a quiet nod of her head, too. ]
Right. Partners.
[ She also tries to shoot him a reassuring look as she brings her other arm up to activate her omni-tool, now that they're getting closer to the hangar. ]
You know they've probably got their ships guarded heavily. Shouldn't be a problem for us, right?
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[ He offers a wink, clicking his tongue. ]
Piece of cake.
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[ That, at last, garners a small smile from her. It's when they approach an intersection in hallways that she slows her movements, going nearly still. Once they go quiet enough, they can hear the patrol conversing idly around the corner. ]
We've got company.