video ;; un: gamora

[justlethal]

[She does perhaps make a sight, for a number of reasons. The first is that her skin is green, even if she is humanoid in appearance. The bone structure of her face is slightly different mind, although it's not overly noticeable, but enough to draw a second look anyway given those silver markings. Her face is framed by strands of hair that are ombred, starting one colour and fading to another. Her expression is... less than impressed, although with Gamora, that tends to be a typical state of being.

She has that hard expression, lips pursed and dark eyes roving. She appears to be resting against a wall, alert, wary, and ready. A long look from beneath her lashes as she regards the feed, before talking.]

Of all the idiotic things I have heard, this has got to be up there, and that is saying a lot.

[Not that she can deny having arrived here, or been guided, or even that annoying music that had started on the screens. Moon phases... Cataclysmic event... New adventurer. She was fine in the adventure department without adding anything else to it. And being stuck here was not going to help the galaxy. Thanos... She knows that he looms on the horizon, a bomb waiting to go off. Yet one that won't, if she has anything to say about it.]

I seek several individuals. They... might have gotten in to trouble already. One goes by the name of Star-Lord, or Quill. He has a strange fascination with music and other Terran- Earthian- Human things. Another is Drax. He is- [Where does she even begin with him.] Hard to miss. Mantis is a third. There may also be a furry creature by the name of Rocket who has an obsession with weapons or one who calls himself Groot. If you've knowledge of them, I would speak to you.

[A pause.]

Or to any who know of a means of departure. I've elsewhere to be.

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video; un: kamui

[foeyay]

Earthian? [Kamui chuckles under his breath.] I don't know. Music seems more popular here than it does down on Earth. And so does fur!

[justlethal]

Earthling? Someone who originated on the planet Earth.

[Semantics.]

Obsessively so?

sorry for the wait!

[foeyay]

They're a pretty funny lot, aren't they?

[He means Earthlings. But it applies to this planet too, now that he's getting to know it.]

Always chasing after something no one else can see!

At least boy bands are tangible.

[And breakable.]

no worries!

[justlethal]

I've met a limited few. I'm not entirely certain whether I desire to meet more or not...

[Although Peter has grown on her, and there may be an unspoken thing that she will not be speaking about.]

What does a band of boys have to do with anything?

[foeyay]

They're really strong! They don't look like it or act like it. At first glance, the only strong thing about them is their body odor. But if you challenge the right one, you'll have a blast!

[Because the only reason she would want to meet more is to fight them all, right?]

The band of boys is creating all the popular music everyone's obsessing over!

[He says like that BTSB Kaya keychain isn't conspicuously dangling from the parasol resting on his shoulder.]

It's starting to feel like they're raising an army, isn't it? I'm impressed.

[justlethal]

I... am sure some would find that information interesting.

[Maybe?

It's not like she cares to go around punching random people, usually.

And music is more Peter's thing, even if Gamora will dance with him.]

[foeyay]

But not you.

You just want to leave.

[justlethal]

There are things that I need to do.

Not here.

[foeyay]

Are you so important that they can't be done without you?

[justlethal]

There are things that only I know.

[That another may kill for. She might not have told Thanos, but it doesn't mean that Gamora had failed in certain missions that he had sent her on.]

[foeyay]

[He laughs, just a little. A chuckle of irony.]

Sounds like you kept the wrong secrets.

[justlethal]

No. It is better this way.

[foeyay]

Oh?

[He blinks, lost. If it's better this way, then she doesn't need to go back, does she?]

[justlethal]

It's complicated.

[foeyay]

I see.

[He doesn't.]

[justlethal]

I doubt it, but I'm also not going to elaborate. It's neither here nor there.

[foeyay]

It's nowhere! Just like where this conversation is going.

[Whoops. That's probably his bad.]

Try not to make things too complicated for yourself here, yeah? You don't seem to handle that well.

[justlethal]

You know Knowhere?

[She is not at all to blame for the misunderstanding...]

I can handle myself, and others, very well.

[foeyay]

Nowhere? [And thus, the misunderstanding persists.] Sure! It's where I send my opponents.

[justlethal]

... to mine?

[As she isn't aware of any portion of it being a prison.]

1/2

[foeyay]

...

[foeyay]

Is that what you do with losers in your galaxy? Send them to the mines?

I don't do anything like that. I'm saying I kill them.

[justlethal]

That is what individuals tend to do when they get to the Celestial's head. Mine it for it's resources.

[Aside from other various jobs that revolve around that.]

[foeyay]

I don't know anything about any Celestials, and I don't care to learn unless they're strong.

[justlethal]

Arguably some of the strongest.