Don't get us wrong, we respond to all sorts of emergencies, we're not mercenaries, but maintaining the ship, eating regularly and keeping our weapons in good condition costs money. You can't help people if you can't help yourself first.
Ah, no that's all right. I don't mind. People always says I talk too much, it's nice when someone actually wants to listen.
I'm not doing anything important at the moment, we could meet somewhere.
The Jedi were an order of warrior-monks who served the Force. Keepers of the peace, guardians of the galaxy, that sort of thing. Though I guess they were backed by the government originally, then later privately funded.
[ Yeah, that's in past tense. She might be able to use the Force, and she has a lightsaber, but she's never been trained a Jedi, so she's never considered herself as one. ]
You're in luck then, because I happen to be a great wingman. I can listen to you, talk to you, fly your ship for you when you're too drunk to even stand. Whatever you need.
Send me the coordinates? I'm not really doing anything either, just some minor repairs.
[ More like, wallowing in self-pity and survivor's guilt. ]
Warrior monks? Like in 'Big Trouble in Little China' movie? ?Oh, ey, could they make lighting?????
They sound like great guys and I can see why you think the Guardians are similar. Are they gone now?
[ Sorry that he has to ask and reminds you. You made him curious that's all. ]
Heh, you really are the whole package, lucky me. Alright, we can't be that far away if we have clear signal reception. [ Hitting a few buttons, Peter types down the coordinates in no time, sending her their location. ] There's a resort planet not far away from where I am. Good weather, cheap food, infinite number of bars...
I’m pretty sure some of them can make lightning. [ Were they having this conversation in person, he’d see her shift uneasily and rub her wrists together distractedly. ] Is that a good movie, though? I’ll have to look that up.
[ There’s a pause at this question. WHY YOU DO THIS, PETER. Do you really want to hear about her crazy family?? ]
Yeah, they’re gone. My grandfather led the Great Jedi Purge, and my brother took care of the Second Great Jedi Purge two generations later. Some shit about “letting the past die.” [ Sarcasm: a Solo defense mechanism. ]
Resort planet sounds good. Not somewhere you’re wanted, I hope? I don’t mind backing you up in a bar brawl but I’d rather devote my energy to finding you a hot space chick.
That's cool. I have they have an smaller egos that the god of Thunder I know, thought. And yes, it's a great movie! A bit weird but fun.
[ Lady, everyone he knows has a crazy family of sorts. Peter's own family tried to end the whole universe.. ]
UH...that sounds terrible. You don't share their beliefs, then?
I'm not wanted anywhere, I got a clear record after saving the Galaxy! Hah, no, I appreciate it but I don't need that sort of company. Just some drinks with a new friends are good enough for me.
What is it with you and Thor? Is that sexual tension I sense? [ She's teasing, but hey, wouldn't hurt to make sure since she's kind of interested in either of you. So. ]
No, absolutely not. I fought tooth and nail against my brother, which is sad, but he killed our father and plenty other people so he had to be stopped. The Jedi might not have gotten everything right but they've never resorted to genocide and destroying entire star systems with superweapons.
A WHAT. [ Jane. Jane why. W H Y. ] God lord, no. He's just a new recruit and my team is losing their minds over him and it's annoying. That is all. Him and me? Pfff..he would be lucky to have me.
I'm sorry, all that must have been really hard. I have experience with family troubles that end in murder.
[ But that's all he's willing to say about it. At least for now. ]
[ Okay, now she really can’t stop herself from teasing. ] Someone sounds jealous.
Well, you know how it is, shit happens. Thanks though.
You too. Don’t get arrested before we can even start on the fun, Star-Lord.
[ She arrives on the resort planet a little over an hour later, going for a slightly more chic look with a trenchcoat instead of her usual leather jacket. That and, well, the leather jacket reminds her of Poe, and she’s thought it might be good to try not to think about him too much for a change. ]
[ Wow Jane, is like you can read minds or something. ] I don't have a single reason to be jealous of that man. God. Whatever!
[ Yes, he is very jealous. Or rather, he feels threatened by his presence when Thor's around. ]
Yeah but sometimes it's a lot of shit that happens constantly. Been there, done that, it's not fun. If you ever need anybody to get wasted with and not talk about your family problems, I'm your man.
[ Peter's only half joking. He will, of course, listen to her problems if she's inclined. ]
I make no promises :D
[ He took the pod of the Benatar and left Rocket in charge of the ship, and it's already in the planet waiting by the time she gets there. Peter's wearing his usual maroon pants and matching leather jacket, with the Guardians' insignia on the right arm. He sends Jane a text with the direction of the bar he's in and a picture of the drinks already waiting for her. ]
do you mind if i hold off the other thread for a bit and see what they talk about here lol
[ Oh Peter, you have no idea. But it's okay, you're friends now. She won't try to read your mind unless it's a matter of life and death, and even that is relative. ]
I'm definitely keeping that offer in mind.
See you planetside.
[ His back is to her when she enters the bar, so he doesn't see her stop short and hesitate. His hair is lighter, and he's much taller, but the leather jacket is more than enough to arrest her attention and remind her of the one person she really doesn't want to be thinking about right now.
She closes her eyes, letting out a long breath. Snap out of it, Janey.
Then she makes her way over, summoning every ounce of Solo bravado she can muster under the circumstances, sliding into the empty space beside him with a roguish grin. ]
So. Why did the people not like the restaurant on the moon?
[ Well, she could try but chances are she's going to catch some depressing thoughts, don't let Peter's happy-go-lucky attitude fool you. Mantis has a similar power and Peter is a bit wary of people reading him in any way, though. ]
Good, it's not going to expire.
[ It's a pity that he missed the reaction because then Peter would have been much more careful about what he wore the next time they hang out if he knew the jacket upset her. As it is, he just smiles brightly when Jane takes a seat in front of him. it only grows at the joke, he expects a lame pun already. ]
You know, I can never pull this kind of things with my team because they take everything literally. [ He leans forward, eyes shining with amusement. ] Why?
[ Two peas in a pod. She's been wearing her happy-go-lucky attitude like armor; she's had to, least she go mad from all the emotions she unconsciously picks up from around her. She's learned to withdraw from the Force just enough to shield herself from most of it, but when it's an entire system being wiped out or, worse, half the universe... how do you shield yourself from that?
In any case, her smile's just grown wider, because clearly this guy has a sense of humor. ]
Because. [ Cue dramatic pause. ] There was no atmosphere.
[ It's a lame pun, but she's always had a flair for delivering her punchlines. ]
[ That really is distressing. Peter believes he's to blame for Thanos whipping half the life in the universe but at least he only felt his own death, not the others. ]
God lord. [ Peter's eyebrows raise at the punchline and he presses his lips into a thin line, trying not to laugh because it's so bad it's fun. He even holds a hand up to his mouth in an attempt to stifle his chuckle. ] That was awful, I love it. How about...A hen walks into a bar. Bartender says, "Sorry, we don't serve chicken here, but there is a place across the road."
[ HAH. She saw that! And his attempt to hold back his laugh makes her smile a little wider, because it’s all too rare to find someone who appreciates lame puns and bad jokes. Even better? He throws one right back. Is this guy for real?? ]
Holy kriff. [ She doesn’t bother to hold her laughter back. ] That’s so bad!
[ And because she can’t resist: ] So, uh, can you take me to the doctor? Because I just broke my leg falling for you.
[ It doesn't happen every day that Peter finds someone with the same brand of terrible humor as him and that gets the puns and jokes. He moves one of the untouched drinks glasses towards her and holds up his own drink. ]
Aww, cute. [ This time he's smiling openly, not bothering to hide his amusement. Oh, they're doing for flirty puns now? Peter's smile turns mischievous. ]
Are you made of beryllium, gold, and titanium? You must be because you are BeAuTi-ful.
[ It's been forever that Jane's had a good laugh, too. Hard to find guys with terrible humor and Terran pop culture appreciation these days. So she's still grinning when she takes the glass she's offered, holding it up as well as though in toast before taking a swig.
She nearly snorts alcohol out of her nose at his flirty pun. ]
Kriff, you're such a nerd! Did that ever work on anyone?
[ Jane's reaction has him chuckling in a way that makes his shoulders shake. ]
I never thought I'd see the day when someone called me a nerd. People usually say moron instead. [ So he's going to take this as a compliment. ]
But no, no, so far it haven't worked. Shocking, uh? It's not like other alien ways of flirting are any better, though. I once had a Badoon complimenting my green eyes by comparing them to a swamp. A swamp.
No, that pun was definitely too smart for a moron. [ Really, Peter might be ridiculous on many levels, but he's not dumb.
Jane sets down her glass because it doesn't seem like it's a safe time to be drinking just yet. Too many funny things coming up in their conversation. ] Kriff, a swamp? How flattering. [ She arches an eyebrow at him. ] Please tell me you didn't fall for that.
[ People thinking he's only a moron an underestimating him had worked in Peter's advantage for years. Sure, it hurt when people he cared about insulted him but it was a small price to pay for fooling the right enemy when he needed it. Case in point, Ronan.
It's nice that she realizes that, for a chance. It makes Peter feel more at ease, as if he can be ridiculous but also more himself.]
There's apparently very pretty and green swamps out there, who would have known? I'm sure someone like you must have heard all sort of things too. [ And by 'someone like you' he meant 'smart, funny and gorgeous' but he didn't want to overstep boundaries. ] But no, I didn't fell for that. But they were still charming on their own way, so had to give them points for trying. The comparison was sincere and well intended, just terrible in its execution.
[ She puts her hand to her heart, her expression that of mock sincerity. ] Your secret is safe with me.
[ It's a great tactic, and one Jane has employed herself in one way or another. She might be a total showoff when it comes to her piloting prowess, but she's always kept her Force abilities quiet, content with playing the role of the lesser of Vader's grandchildren.
The topic of swamps has her rolling her eyes, though, because all she can think about is Dagobah, and as far as she remembers there's nothing pretty about the swamps there. But the amused smile at the corners of her mouth remains. ] Nah, nothing that flattering. Just that my eyes are like brandy. [ Yes, she's totally smirking now. ] You still win, Swamp-Eyes.
[ She picks up her glass again and sinks back into her seat. ] So. I believe you have a story for me?
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Don't get us wrong, we respond to all sorts of emergencies, we're not mercenaries, but maintaining the ship, eating regularly and keeping our weapons in good condition costs money. You can't help people if you can't help yourself first.
Ah, no that's all right. I don't mind. People always says I talk too much, it's nice when someone actually wants to listen.
I'm not doing anything important at the moment, we could meet somewhere.
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[ Yeah, that's in past tense. She might be able to use the Force, and she has a lightsaber, but she's never been trained a Jedi, so she's never considered herself as one. ]
You're in luck then, because I happen to be a great wingman. I can listen to you, talk to you, fly your ship for you when you're too drunk to even stand. Whatever you need.
Send me the coordinates? I'm not really doing anything either, just some minor repairs.
[ More like, wallowing in self-pity and survivor's guilt. ]
/I am so sorry for this moron...
They sound like great guys and I can see why you think the Guardians are similar. Are they gone now?
[ Sorry that he has to ask and reminds you. You made him curious that's all. ]
Heh, you really are the whole package, lucky me. Alright, we can't be that far away if we have clear signal reception. [ Hitting a few buttons, Peter types down the coordinates in no time, sending her their location. ] There's a resort planet not far away from where I am. Good weather, cheap food, infinite number of bars...
[ No Jane, that's bad :C ]
it’s okay they can be morons together >:3
[ There’s a pause at this question. WHY YOU DO THIS, PETER. Do you really want to hear about her crazy family?? ]
Yeah, they’re gone. My grandfather led the Great Jedi Purge, and my brother took care of the Second Great Jedi Purge two generations later. Some shit about “letting the past die.” [ Sarcasm: a Solo defense mechanism. ]
Resort planet sounds good. Not somewhere you’re wanted, I hope? I don’t mind backing you up in a bar brawl but I’d rather devote my energy to finding you a hot space chick.
Awww yis ♥
[ Lady, everyone he knows has a crazy family of sorts. Peter's own family tried to end the whole universe.. ]
UH...that sounds terrible. You don't share their beliefs, then?
I'm not wanted anywhere, I got a clear record after saving the Galaxy! Hah, no, I appreciate it but I don't need that sort of company. Just some drinks with a new friends are good enough for me.
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No, absolutely not. I fought tooth and nail against my brother, which is sad, but he killed our father and plenty other people so he had to be stopped. The Jedi might not have gotten everything right but they've never resorted to genocide and destroying entire star systems with superweapons.
Good to know. I'll see you in a bit, yeah?
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I'm sorry, all that must have been really hard. I have experience with family troubles that end in murder.
[ But that's all he's willing to say about it. At least for now. ]
See ya, Jane. Stay safe.
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Well, you know how it is, shit happens. Thanks though.
You too. Don’t get arrested before we can even start on the fun, Star-Lord.
[ She arrives on the resort planet a little over an hour later, going for a slightly more chic look with a trenchcoat instead of her usual leather jacket. That and, well, the leather jacket reminds her of Poe, and she’s thought it might be good to try not to think about him too much for a change. ]
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[ Yes, he is very jealous. Or rather, he feels threatened by his presence when Thor's around. ]
Yeah but sometimes it's a lot of shit that happens constantly. Been there, done that, it's not fun. If you ever need anybody to get wasted with and not talk about your family problems, I'm your man.
[ Peter's only half joking. He will, of course, listen to her problems if she's inclined. ]
I make no promises :D
[ He took the pod of the Benatar and left Rocket in charge of the ship, and it's already in the planet waiting by the time she gets there. Peter's wearing his usual maroon pants and matching leather jacket, with the Guardians' insignia on the right arm. He sends Jane a text with the direction of the bar he's in and a picture of the drinks already waiting for her. ]
do you mind if i hold off the other thread for a bit and see what they talk about here lol
I'm definitely keeping that offer in mind.
See you planetside.
[ His back is to her when she enters the bar, so he doesn't see her stop short and hesitate. His hair is lighter, and he's much taller, but the leather jacket is more than enough to arrest her attention and remind her of the one person she really doesn't want to be thinking about right now.
She closes her eyes, letting out a long breath. Snap out of it, Janey.
Then she makes her way over, summoning every ounce of Solo bravado she can muster under the circumstances, sliding into the empty space beside him with a roguish grin. ]
So. Why did the people not like the restaurant on the moon?
That's a good idea, sure!
Good, it's not going to expire.
[ It's a pity that he missed the reaction because then Peter would have been much more careful about what he wore the next time they hang out if he knew the jacket upset her. As it is, he just smiles brightly when Jane takes a seat in front of him. it only grows at the joke, he expects a lame pun already. ]
You know, I can never pull this kind of things with my team because they take everything literally. [ He leans forward, eyes shining with amusement. ] Why?
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In any case, her smile's just grown wider, because clearly this guy has a sense of humor. ]
Because. [ Cue dramatic pause. ] There was no atmosphere.
[ It's a lame pun, but she's always had a flair for delivering her punchlines. ]
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God lord. [ Peter's eyebrows raise at the punchline and he presses his lips into a thin line, trying not to laugh because it's so bad it's fun. He even holds a hand up to his mouth in an attempt to stifle his chuckle. ] That was awful, I love it. How about...A hen walks into a bar. Bartender says, "Sorry, we don't serve chicken here, but there is a place across the road."
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Holy kriff. [ She doesn’t bother to hold her laughter back. ] That’s so bad!
[ And because she can’t resist: ] So, uh, can you take me to the doctor? Because I just broke my leg falling for you.
[ SHE CAN DO THIS ALL NIGHT. ]
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[ It doesn't happen every day that Peter finds someone with the same brand of terrible humor as him and that gets the puns and jokes. He moves one of the untouched drinks glasses towards her and holds up his own drink. ]
Aww, cute. [ This time he's smiling openly, not bothering to hide his amusement. Oh, they're doing for flirty puns now? Peter's smile turns mischievous. ]
Are you made of beryllium, gold, and titanium? You must be because you are BeAuTi-ful.
[ BRING IT. ]
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She nearly snorts alcohol out of her nose at his flirty pun. ]
Kriff, you're such a nerd! Did that ever work on anyone?
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I never thought I'd see the day when someone called me a nerd. People usually say moron instead. [ So he's going to take this as a compliment. ]
But no, no, so far it haven't worked. Shocking, uh? It's not like other alien ways of flirting are any better, though. I once had a Badoon complimenting my green eyes by comparing them to a swamp. A swamp.
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Jane sets down her glass because it doesn't seem like it's a safe time to be drinking just yet. Too many funny things coming up in their conversation. ] Kriff, a swamp? How flattering. [ She arches an eyebrow at him. ] Please tell me you didn't fall for that.
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[ People thinking he's only a moron an underestimating him had worked in Peter's advantage for years. Sure, it hurt when people he cared about insulted him but it was a small price to pay for fooling the right enemy when he needed it. Case in point, Ronan.
It's nice that she realizes that, for a chance. It makes Peter feel more at ease, as if he can be ridiculous but also more himself.]
There's apparently very pretty and green swamps out there, who would have known? I'm sure someone like you must have heard all sort of things too. [ And by 'someone like you' he meant 'smart, funny and gorgeous' but he didn't want to overstep boundaries. ] But no, I didn't fell for that. But they were still charming on their own way, so had to give them points for trying. The comparison was sincere and well intended, just terrible in its execution.
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[ It's a great tactic, and one Jane has employed herself in one way or another. She might be a total showoff when it comes to her piloting prowess, but she's always kept her Force abilities quiet, content with playing the role of the lesser of Vader's grandchildren.
The topic of swamps has her rolling her eyes, though, because all she can think about is Dagobah, and as far as she remembers there's nothing pretty about the swamps there. But the amused smile at the corners of her mouth remains. ] Nah, nothing that flattering. Just that my eyes are like brandy. [ Yes, she's totally smirking now. ] You still win, Swamp-Eyes.
[ She picks up her glass again and sinks back into her seat. ] So. I believe you have a story for me?