[ Like the word is punched out of him, because he had expected for the conversation to drop after his aborted attempt at a question.
He fidgets a little, suddenly struck by regret, now that the festival has come and gone. He hadn’t been well enough for it, shaky on his feet and exhausted by small activities more often than not. Thoughts of Nerian-6 had flitted in and out of his head as he recovered. Now, though, now that he remembers it, now that he knows Gamora would’ve said yes—
Well. He’s kind of pissed off about the whole getting shot thing all over again.
He picks at the crease in the leg of his trousers, listens to the music that filters through the walls and reaches them. Some lively little snippet, and Peter huffs out a laugh. ]
Yeah, I don’t think these kinds of parties are really our style, huh?
[ And he loosens the knot of his tie a little. ]
Except for the punchy part. The punchy part was pretty much our speed.
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[ Like the word is punched out of him, because he had expected for the conversation to drop after his aborted attempt at a question.
He fidgets a little, suddenly struck by regret, now that the festival has come and gone. He hadn’t been well enough for it, shaky on his feet and exhausted by small activities more often than not. Thoughts of Nerian-6 had flitted in and out of his head as he recovered. Now, though, now that he remembers it, now that he knows Gamora would’ve said yes—
Well. He’s kind of pissed off about the whole getting shot thing all over again.
He picks at the crease in the leg of his trousers, listens to the music that filters through the walls and reaches them. Some lively little snippet, and Peter huffs out a laugh. ]
Yeah, I don’t think these kinds of parties are really our style, huh?
[ And he loosens the knot of his tie a little. ]
Except for the punchy part. The punchy part was pretty much our speed.