@LoseTheMetaphor The petite passenger went rigid, posture locked up as the calamity unfurled and she saw the towering figure of Drax, emerge from his hiding place.
With her arms in the air, headphones still poised over her antenna, she blinks.
"Were you sneaking??" She asks, eyes wide.
@TheLadyGamora@NotATotalDick « thoughts abruptly stopped when she felt the gruff hand of Peter drop over hers. The weight of it making hers collapse in an instant, crating a rather comical ‘smacking’ sound of sorts.
That one touch was all it took, and »
“Hey! So uh, listen. Don’t tell #Gamora, but I kinda forgot #Drax, #Nebula, #Rocket and #Groot at an intergalactic gas station on the other side of the galaxy...”
Who wants to join our crew of intergalactic A-holes?
𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐬:
— Rocket
— Groot
— Drax
— Nebula
@TheLadyGamora@NotATotalDick — clasped together, index fingers still pointed, she looked very child-like.
Then she settles her gaze on their leader. “She knew I was there?”
@TheLadyGamora@NotATotalDick They were the most obscurely bizarre, and odd ‘nuclear’ family. Mantis stood in place, her large, glossy obsidian eyes glistened like glass as she blinked, looking from between ‘parent’ to the other. With her hands still —
@NotATotalDick@TheLadyGamora + Mantis rushed up to the tall, galactic Assassin, looking up at her, and then tapped her on the shoulder.
She then held up her finger gun.
"Pew, pew!"
@NotATotalDick@TheLadyGamora There was lots and lots of peeking. Mantis was after all, the smallest member of their family.
Even next to Rocket.
(Rocket was very loud for such a small puppy.)
When Peter gave her the go-ahead, Mantis nods and scoots ahead.
...To the left. +