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i have arrived u nerd

[personal profile] godslay 2017-12-10 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's a good thing Gamora isn't too irritated, because otherwise, the ship would surely start reacting; as it stands, the most is a vague flicker of one of the displays. ]

They look... fluffy.

[ That is both the worst and only way she can think to describe them. ]

The seeds are long and white, and easily detach from the plant.
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is dork better

[personal profile] godslay 2017-12-10 10:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ Gamora has never seen dandelions, but with the additional description— ]

Yes, they are like puffy white balls.

[ Much better. ]

They grow in large patches, so it makes them difficult to avoid.
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[personal profile] godslay 2017-12-10 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Gamora turns to give him a weird look, like he's being especially absurd right now. ]

Why would there be a plant that makes you sing?

[ Admittedly, the flowers that might make someone sleep seems more possible, given this one made her float. ]
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[personal profile] godslay 2017-12-11 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
Floating is less unreasonable than singing.

[ Clearly. ]

Besides—

[ And this is where Gamora is interrupted by a bright, cheerful voice that doesn't... actually seem to be coming from the comms.

Great! Good job! This is kinda boring now, though. Hey guys, think fast!

Gamora pauses, eyes narrowing as she looks over at Peter. ]


... Did you hear—

[ She doesn't even have time to finish the thought before a warning message is flashing across the screen. She turns her attention to the display, and— ]

Peter!

[ And that sure is a meteor that's hurtling towards the stern. ]
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[personal profile] godslay 2017-12-11 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ You know, this was a perfectly pleasant flight. Potentially even the most pleasant thing they'd done together since waking on the station, and that's saying something.

Of course now they have to deal with flying space rocks.

Gamora grabs onto the arms of her seat as the ship veers sharply out of the way, gritting her teeth as she forces herself to focus on the displays.

Lights are flashing, alarms buzzing, and just as the ship darts around another meteor, one comes spinning towards them with even more excessive speed. ]


On our left!

[ Her tone is brusque, snapped out and business-like – if only because she's too focused to realize that it might sound like a snarl. ]
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[personal profile] godslay 2017-12-12 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ At any other time, Gamora might be able to appreciate Peter's flying abilities.

Now, however, she's more preoccupied with the meteors that came out of nowhere. ]


I have just as much information as you do.

[ Which is... a little snappier than it needs to be.

... The ship's systems reflect it in the way the craft tries to list slightly to the left. ]
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[personal profile] godslay 2017-12-13 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ ... This emotion-based steering is really starting to get on Gamora's nerves, especially after they take that none-too-pleasant hit. It could be worse – much worse – but Gamora still winces as they level out, pressing the heel of her hand against her forehead.

She glares at Peter out of the corner of her eye. ]


Like that's helping.

[ Aaaaand the displays start to blink all over again, until Gamora forces herself to take a slower, deeper breath, closing her eyes to focus. ]
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[personal profile] godslay 2017-12-14 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
On it.

[ Quick, focused, because there are more pressing matters than her aggravation.

She reaches out to adjust the radar display, tapping across the screen, and— ]


One more – three o'clock.

[ Fortunately for them, the meteors aren't coming as quickly or as plentifully, but the errant shot is still fast and seemingly out of nowhere. ]
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[personal profile] godslay 2017-12-19 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ Gamora keeps her attention on the radar, watching for any signs of further projectiles, but her gaze flickers briefly to Peter. ]

... Yes. But it wasn't coming from the ship.

[ Which was why it was so alarming to begin with. ]
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[personal profile] godslay 2017-12-19 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Studying the screens, she taps through different displays, extending the sensor range. ]

Clear.

[ But just because it technically says they're meteor-free, doesn't mean that's the truth. She swipes through another scan, pursuing her lips. ]

For now.
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[personal profile] godslay 2017-12-20 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ Gamora doesn't unwind, exactly, but the notification on the screen is reassuring, to know that they're getting closer. The sooner she gets out of this weird ship, the better, as far as she's concerned. ]

Nice flying.

[ Which isn't said with any real derision; he'd done well, especially with their limitations. ]

Get us on the ground, and we can leave this thing behind.
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[personal profile] godslay 2017-12-20 10:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Normally, Gamora would find that smile bordering on the wrong side of insufferable, but—

Maybe it’s because she hasn’t seen him grin like that since they’d reunited on the station. Not since that fight, not since everything that went down with Ego.

This may be the only time she would ever find that look welcome on his face.

But, all the same, she sighs at him, her lips pressed in a thin line as she turns to meet his grin full-on. ]


I will take it back.

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