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The boats. Will they need help?
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I don't think boats usually do, but I don't know what they're like here.
[...]
I don't think boats usually do, but I don't know what they're like here.
[Peter's got to have some more creative ideas than Matt. This is the guy who was skeptical about aliens even though they were hanging around his city, destroying it like it was nbd]
[(In MCU, anything is possible)]
Enough to carve sculptures of them? Well, I can't claim to understand the mind of an artist.
[Said kinda dryly, but also--] Maybe it's some kind of monument. To commemorate something.
[With... a skull...]
[(In MCU, anything is possible)]
Enough to carve sculptures of them? Well, I can't claim to understand the mind of an artist.
[Said kinda dryly, but also--] Maybe it's some kind of monument. To commemorate something.
[With... a skull...]
[ There's a small look of thought at that. Comfortable on the station? Hm. To each their own he supposes but he found the place more than unsettling. Metal, suspended above the planet and all those people sleeping and looking like dolls. There's an absent minded ruffling of his blond hair as he asks conversationally; ]
Did you manage to find anyone you knew up there? Or down here? That pod room is definitely a large city on it's own. If not larger.
Did you manage to find anyone you knew up there? Or down here? That pod room is definitely a large city on it's own. If not larger.
I don't know much about this place either. My people and I live on a mountain and pretty much keep to ourselves, so...my life can be summed up in the mountain, that crazy space place, and this creepy skull place.
[But he's pretty happy with his life! He has no complaints except for how things kinda sorta went before the storm hit.]
Come to think of it, I don't know much about religion at all. We kitsune pay respect to the spirits, but we've never committed mass murder for them. Is that something you humans do a lot of?
[But he's pretty happy with his life! He has no complaints except for how things kinda sorta went before the storm hit.]
Come to think of it, I don't know much about religion at all. We kitsune pay respect to the spirits, but we've never committed mass murder for them. Is that something you humans do a lot of?
[ That pulls him up short, and he frowns at the guy. ]
Wait, are you bein' serious? Like they're just... hanging out?
[ what do they do all day..... . . ]
Wait, are you bein' serious? Like they're just... hanging out?
[ what do they do all day..... . . ]
[ He lets out a slow breath, letting one hand drop to his side. With the other, he rubs at the back of his neck. He glances up at the sky, as if he could spot the folks in question. ]
Yeah. I trust those assholes about as far as I can throw 'em.
Yeah. I trust those assholes about as far as I can throw 'em.
... Um.
[ Well. That is. An odd question. And Peter stares at the kid for a long while, waiting for a "just kidding!" or a "ha ha, had you goin', huh?"
But nothing like that comes, and Peter realizes he's talking to a very odd person. ]
I think the boats are gonna be just fine.
[ Well. That is. An odd question. And Peter stares at the kid for a long while, waiting for a "just kidding!" or a "ha ha, had you goin', huh?"
But nothing like that comes, and Peter realizes he's talking to a very odd person. ]
I think the boats are gonna be just fine.
[ "Kitsune." He files the word away – he assumes that's the dude's species. (And in all honesty, Peter had assumed the guy was an alien.)
At the question, Peter snorts out a laugh, ready to reply in the negative— but then he pauses, thinking back on what little he remembers learning in class on Earth. ]
... I mean, a long time ago, maybe? And not everyone.
[ #notallhumans ]
I can comfortably say it's not common, but you can't account for all the crazy folks, you know?
At the question, Peter snorts out a laugh, ready to reply in the negative— but then he pauses, thinking back on what little he remembers learning in class on Earth. ]
... I mean, a long time ago, maybe? And not everyone.
[ #notallhumans ]
I can comfortably say it's not common, but you can't account for all the crazy folks, you know?
[ Peter does have an overactive imagination, even without the benefit of seeing some seriously weird shit out in space.
With Matt's suggestion, though, Peter's guess shifts. Peter steps forward, then, inspecting the skull for himself. ]
Super creepy mausoleum, maybe?
With Matt's suggestion, though, Peter's guess shifts. Peter steps forward, then, inspecting the skull for himself. ]
Super creepy mausoleum, maybe?
I— yeah. I have a few friends who are up and around.
[ Gamora and Rocket. And he knows Mantis, and while he's friendly with her, he's not too sure quite yet if he considers her a friend.
The mention of the pod room makes his expression darken, and he thinks of the folks he knows are in there but have yet to waken. Drax and Groot, for instance. Nebula, for another, though he can't say the two of them have ever been entirely civil with one another. Yondu and Kraglin and—
Meredith Quill.
(He doesn't know it yet, and the others have neglected to tell him, but Ego and Thanos are somewhere among the stacks, sleeping and healing along with everyone else.)
He shakes the darker mood off, picking up his oar to start rowing again. They have a destination, after all. ]
What about you? Any friends from home?
[ Gamora and Rocket. And he knows Mantis, and while he's friendly with her, he's not too sure quite yet if he considers her a friend.
The mention of the pod room makes his expression darken, and he thinks of the folks he knows are in there but have yet to waken. Drax and Groot, for instance. Nebula, for another, though he can't say the two of them have ever been entirely civil with one another. Yondu and Kraglin and—
Meredith Quill.
(He doesn't know it yet, and the others have neglected to tell him, but Ego and Thanos are somewhere among the stacks, sleeping and healing along with everyone else.)
He shakes the darker mood off, picking up his oar to start rowing again. They have a destination, after all. ]
What about you? Any friends from home?
Good. That's good. It helps with the adjusting I find.
[ After all, he came here virtually by himself and anyone he knew? Well, they didn't know him or were not exactly friendly with him. So he knew it could be difficult when it was just you alone trying to cope.
However, he catches the darkening of expression and he gives a small quirk of his brow in response. Had Peter found someone up there that he missed? Or were more of his friends still asleep.
He decides not press further taking the question given as a sign of moving the topic along. However, it was moving in on Sen's own discomfort zone. He represses the small amount of heartache it gives him and smiles a bit. He wouldn't get too into his own complicated situation.]
A few. Not all of them but a few. Actually, one of them just woke up recently. A boy named Cole, wears a rather large hat. A good kid.
[ After all, he came here virtually by himself and anyone he knew? Well, they didn't know him or were not exactly friendly with him. So he knew it could be difficult when it was just you alone trying to cope.
However, he catches the darkening of expression and he gives a small quirk of his brow in response. Had Peter found someone up there that he missed? Or were more of his friends still asleep.
He decides not press further taking the question given as a sign of moving the topic along. However, it was moving in on Sen's own discomfort zone. He represses the small amount of heartache it gives him and smiles a bit. He wouldn't get too into his own complicated situation.]
A few. Not all of them but a few. Actually, one of them just woke up recently. A boy named Cole, wears a rather large hat. A good kid.
| | I'm not going to actively mistrust them; they did save us, after all. [A soft sigh.] But there's more to this story that we aren't being told. I'm sure of that. |
Hmm...I already know that not all humans are murderers, but I've sure met a lot of soldiers and poachers.
[But religious people? That's really new to him. He saunters a bit closer, crouching down next to the bones.]
Where I'm from, humans that come to the hamlet aren't welcome. My fur sells for a lot, you know? But when I visit the nearby towns, I really love them. You all make the weirdest kinds of bread. Oh, and you drink milk straight from the cow, and you do it with a straight face! That's hilarious.
[But religious people? That's really new to him. He saunters a bit closer, crouching down next to the bones.]
Where I'm from, humans that come to the hamlet aren't welcome. My fur sells for a lot, you know? But when I visit the nearby towns, I really love them. You all make the weirdest kinds of bread. Oh, and you drink milk straight from the cow, and you do it with a straight face! That's hilarious.
... Wait, what?
[ Wow okay Peter has fifty more questions. HERE WE GO, PROMPTO-BUDDY. STRAP IN. ]
So, like, the prince is a grave robber? Or, like— are they spirit weapons? Ghost weapons? If they’re ghost weapons, can you even touch them?
How does that even work?
[ Wow okay Peter has fifty more questions. HERE WE GO, PROMPTO-BUDDY. STRAP IN. ]
So, like, the prince is a grave robber? Or, like— are they spirit weapons? Ghost weapons? If they’re ghost weapons, can you even touch them?
How does that even work?
[ That rings a bell, actually, and Peter perks up a little. To be fair, “a rather large hat” isn’t much to go on, but Peter remembers a particular kid with an unnecessarily big hat. He figures they’re probably one in the same. ]
Big hat with a super wide brim?
[ And Peter gestures with a hand toward his own head, as if to mime out how wide that brim was.
(Seriously, what kind of hat even was that?) ]
Pale kid? Kind of— loopy?
Big hat with a super wide brim?
[ And Peter gestures with a hand toward his own head, as if to mime out how wide that brim was.
(Seriously, what kind of hat even was that?) ]
Pale kid? Kind of— loopy?
Well, they say they saved us.
[ Peter’s all too used to assholes saying, “I saved your life,” when in reality, they’re the ones that ruined it by scooping you out of your old life in the first place.
(He frowns a little, thinking of Yondu.
That whole relationship is... complicated. Even more complicated, now, considering Yondu had been fighting alongside him before Peter woke up on the station. But that’s a thought for another time.) ]
How ‘bout I make a deal with you? You find out anything weird about our so-called rescuers, you let me know. And I’ll do the same for you.
[ Peter’s all too used to assholes saying, “I saved your life,” when in reality, they’re the ones that ruined it by scooping you out of your old life in the first place.
(He frowns a little, thinking of Yondu.
That whole relationship is... complicated. Even more complicated, now, considering Yondu had been fighting alongside him before Peter woke up on the station. But that’s a thought for another time.) ]
How ‘bout I make a deal with you? You find out anything weird about our so-called rescuers, you let me know. And I’ll do the same for you.
[ That last comment makes Peter snort out another laugh, grinning with amusement – mostly because that conjures the mental image of some dude suckling on some poor cow. ]
Yeah. [ In an agreeing sort of way. ] It’s super weird.
[ He clears his throat, idly wandering along inside the murder skull. ]
That sounds like it’s dangerous for you to wander into human towns if they might, like, skin you or something.
Yeah. [ In an agreeing sort of way. ] It’s super weird.
[ He clears his throat, idly wandering along inside the murder skull. ]
That sounds like it’s dangerous for you to wander into human towns if they might, like, skin you or something.
[Oh, Peter. Laughing with him just makes you one of his favorite humans. Kaden's ears perk a little in silent (but perhaps obvious) approval.]
It's not really dangerous. I don't do it often, but it's when humans come looking for me that there's a problem. We're so far out of the way that you don't just come across us unless there's an incentive, if you know what I mean.
[Again, poachers. He hates poachers. And they were his undoing, too! Sort of.]
But that's all gloomy talk. Between murdering humans and all these skulls, we haven't said enough nice things. We should break up it up a little. I'm Kaden, by the way.
It's not really dangerous. I don't do it often, but it's when humans come looking for me that there's a problem. We're so far out of the way that you don't just come across us unless there's an incentive, if you know what I mean.
[Again, poachers. He hates poachers. And they were his undoing, too! Sort of.]
But that's all gloomy talk. Between murdering humans and all these skulls, we haven't said enough nice things. We should break up it up a little. I'm Kaden, by the way.
[ He's made a huge mistake... ]
Okay, when you put it like that - [ Actually. ] - Yeah, he kinda was a grave robber, now that I think about it! Buuut they were his ancestors, so I guess it's okay? And he controls them by...
[ He vaguely waves his arms around for a moment, as if that is somehow...descriptive, and then whispers dramatically: ]
The Power of Kings.
[ It's pretty badass, yeah. ]
Okay, when you put it like that - [ Actually. ] - Yeah, he kinda was a grave robber, now that I think about it! Buuut they were his ancestors, so I guess it's okay? And he controls them by...
[ He vaguely waves his arms around for a moment, as if that is somehow...descriptive, and then whispers dramatically: ]
The Power of Kings.
[ It's pretty badass, yeah. ]
[ There's a small grin hearing the description though his brows quirk in a fashion that says 'really?' at the loopy part. ]
Ah, so you have met, Cole. That would be him, but he's not loopy. He's...well, he's very different from you or I.
[ How does he explain a spirit who was a human to someone who probably knew nothing about spirits? ]
He's a good kid though. He doesn't mean any harm by what he says. It's sort of his job to help others.
Ah, so you have met, Cole. That would be him, but he's not loopy. He's...well, he's very different from you or I.
[ How does he explain a spirit who was a human to someone who probably knew nothing about spirits? ]
He's a good kid though. He doesn't mean any harm by what he says. It's sort of his job to help others.
( from here )
[ He huffs out a bitter laugh at that, lifting his head to cast her a flat look that his mask hides.
He wants to argue and remind her how seriously pitiful that display had been, how much of a chicken-shit he must have looked like, but he can't dredge up the effort for it.
Instead, he shakes his head, and with a bare hint of humor he doesn't feel in the slightest, ]
All this crap for some dumb mushrooms.
[ He huffs out a bitter laugh at that, lifting his head to cast her a flat look that his mask hides.
He wants to argue and remind her how seriously pitiful that display had been, how much of a chicken-shit he must have looked like, but he can't dredge up the effort for it.
Instead, he shakes his head, and with a bare hint of humor he doesn't feel in the slightest, ]
All this crap for some dumb mushrooms.
( from here )
[ Even if he recognizes the threat as an empty one, even if he knows that Gamora isn't heartless enough to leave her (possibly very drunk) friends in a lurch, Peter still sighs a little, holding up a hand in surrender. ]
No, hey, c'mon. Don't go anywhere. I'll try and behave.
[ Even if he recognizes the threat as an empty one, even if he knows that Gamora isn't heartless enough to leave her (possibly very drunk) friends in a lurch, Peter still sighs a little, holding up a hand in surrender. ]
No, hey, c'mon. Don't go anywhere. I'll try and behave.
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