[ Mary has honestly tried not to say anything up until this point, to merely avert her eyes whenever Peter walks around without a top on, but it's starting to get out of hand. It seems that as soon as he enters the bedroom, his shirt comes off. To Mary, it only makes this already wildly inappropriate living situation even more inappropriate. She has never shared a room before with anyone other than her late husband. ]
[ The request makes Peter freeze mid-step. He's shirtless because, once again, he happened to be back from the shower. Most of his day is spent working on fixing his ship, which means that the first thing he does once he's back in Tyrhouse is to take a shower to clean himself and relax. Unfortunately, this is more often than not when Mary spots him. His other roommates never complained before so he hadn't considered it an issue until now.
His familiar Sandy is in the shape of a Fennec fox today, and since she's as tired as Peter is feeling, she's by the window making the best impression of an exhausted loaf. She raises her head a little to look at both humans but that's the extent of her movements. ]
Uhm...You can just call me Peter, you know. [ Because that's the big issue here, of course Peter. ]
[ She hadn't meant to really attack him as soon as he came out of the shower. Her patience is running thin mostly due to factors that are beyond both she and Peter's control: being taken away from their homes, the living situation here and other things. It's frustrating having no privacy at all. ]
Peter, then. Please. [ Mary asks again, looking up at him when she speaks. Her eyes slide over his form, even as she mentally curses herself for doing it. ]
[ It's all right, Mary brought up the issue before it got worse, it's only unfortunate bad timing that she caught him half dead on his feet.
He notices the way her eyes wander and it's flattering but Peter gets the message soon enough and stumbles towards his closet to grab and put on the first shirt he can find. All the ones he has are form-fitting but his skin is covered up, so that's something. ]
Sorry if I made you uncomfortable, I assure you it wasn't not on purpose. I have a girlfriend, she's in the city too... [ Peter pauses, expression turning soft and smile smile appearing on his lips. Gamora IS in the city and that's more than he ever expected. ]
I meant that I'm a man in a committed relationship and this...Peter waves a hand over his now clothed chest. ...was merely an unfortunate accident, and not me trying some weird flirting tactic.
[ He will try not to end shirtless or half naked around Mary more than strictly necessary or by accident. ]
I didn't expect that it was. [ Is that how people in the future flirt? By walking around half naked? How things have changed. ] Do you think I was looking at you?
[ Well, he did ask. Peter's expression turns somewhat more serious but he gives her a kind look. ]
I'm not strange to losing people, I'm sorry for your loss. It can be difficult to rebuilt things, or maybe some more time is needed.
[ Her life is her own, he wouldn't judge no matter what Mary chose to do with it. However, this is an awfully personal subject and perhaps she should have asked of something less intrusive. ]
Bedroom problems aside, how are you coping with being in the city? It's a strange place but there are also interesting things to see.
[ She nods a thank you for his sympathy, though doesn't dwell on the topic of her husband's death. It isn't something she really enjoys talking about. ]
I suppose I'm settling well enough. [ Mary shrugs. ] It's a very beautiful city, though it's also very different from what I'm used to back home.
[ It's not hard for Peter to imagine why she would rather not mention it. They move on so, and his posture relax a fraction as well. ]
The first weeks are the most challenging, then you get a bit more used to the oddities of this place. How your homeworld like then? No Gods or people with super powers? Mine is full of them, maybe that's why I have less issues adapting to Asgard.
No. I come from Yorkshire in 1924. My father is an Earl and we live in the manor house in the area. Surrounding us is a small town and a lot of farms. There's no magic... nothing like that.
Oh, yes, big difference. [ That's so long ago for him, no wonder Mary might have found his walking around shirtless scandalous. ]
That sounds like a nice place to live if little boring, no offence. Were you ever interested in adventure? Travelling the world...? [ He can't stay in one place for long, it goes against Peter's very nature. ]
I wouldn't say it's boring. [ Well. It kind of is. ] It's.. quiet. I go down to London frequently enough and I've been to America and the continent. I can't say I've had thoughts of traveling the world.
[ Sorry, Mary. He's used to moving from planet to planet, living in a manor int he middle of the countryside would kill him. That's why he apologized in advance. ]
Did you like it? America, when you were there? [ When he was little and living on earth his didn't exactly have a lot of money so they rarely traveled. Then his mom got sick and it didn't matter anymore. ] And now you got the chance to travel to a whole different universe. Life can be really weird at times.
I liked New York. We spent most of our time there when we visited. [ It was a beautiful, big city. Still not as great as London, but in that same vein. ]
My life isn't usually this weird. [ Mary sighs. Strange and unfortunate things have happened to her, but this undoubtedly takes the cake. ] Being here, I worry about my son.
I only ever saw it on movie so you know more about it than I ever did. Is the Statue of Liberty as cool as they say?
[ When he was a kid they didn't have a lot of money so they rarely went on vacations. Then his mom got sick and nothing else mattered. Peter blinks, eyes widening slightly at the son bit. ]
[ He gives Mary a compassionate look, his previous interest about New York forgotten. While Peter doesn't have kids of his own, he knows how it is to worry about them. He did help raise a tree baby after all. ]
You know I have this..let's call it a theory. That time in our universes might not pass while we're not there. There are people in this city who went back to their home-worlds and then came back, I know two of them closely so they wouldn't lie to me. And no one seemed to notice their absence, as it time was frozen until they went back. Your boy might be safe, waiting for you.
[ Her gaze turns back to his. ] Do you think so? I've never heard of that before... never even thought of it. [ Mary hopes that he's right. It will give her some comfort to think that George may never miss her. ]
I suppose you're right. Anything is possible here at this point.
[ Space people. Aliens. People from far in her past. She's seen things here that she never would have thought were real. What's one more thing to believe? ]
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[ Mary has honestly tried not to say anything up until this point, to merely avert her eyes whenever Peter walks around without a top on, but it's starting to get out of hand. It seems that as soon as he enters the bedroom, his shirt comes off. To Mary, it only makes this already wildly inappropriate living situation even more inappropriate. She has never shared a room before with anyone other than her late husband. ]
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His familiar Sandy is in the shape of a Fennec fox today, and since she's as tired as Peter is feeling, she's by the window making the best impression of an exhausted loaf. She raises her head a little to look at both humans but that's the extent of her movements. ]
Uhm...You can just call me Peter, you know. [ Because that's the big issue here, of course Peter. ]
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Peter, then. Please. [ Mary asks again, looking up at him when she speaks. Her eyes slide over his form, even as she mentally curses herself for doing it. ]
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He notices the way her eyes wander and it's flattering but Peter gets the message soon enough and stumbles towards his closet to grab and put on the first shirt he can find. All the ones he has are form-fitting but his skin is covered up, so that's something. ]
Sorry if I made you uncomfortable, I assure you it wasn't not on purpose. I have a girlfriend, she's in the city too... [ Peter pauses, expression turning soft and smile smile appearing on his lips. Gamora IS in the city and that's more than he ever expected. ]
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Then he mentions a girlfriend and her eyebrow goes up. ]
What does that have to do with anything?
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[ He will try not to end shirtless or half naked around Mary more than strictly necessary or by accident. ]
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[ She... was. A little. ]
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[ The amused look in Peter's eyes says otherwise but he won't call her out on her discrete oggling ]
Do you have someone special in your life as well? If that's not too personal to ask.
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I am a widow. Most recently I had two men that I was seeing, but in the end chose not to be with either of them.
[ That's possibly too much information for him. Since she's here and not at home, she figures she doesn't have anything to lose by telling him. ]
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I'm not strange to losing people, I'm sorry for your loss. It can be difficult to rebuilt things, or maybe some more time is needed.
[ Her life is her own, he wouldn't judge no matter what Mary chose to do with it. However, this is an awfully personal subject and perhaps she should have asked of something less intrusive. ]
Bedroom problems aside, how are you coping with being in the city? It's a strange place but there are also interesting things to see.
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I suppose I'm settling well enough. [ Mary shrugs. ] It's a very beautiful city, though it's also very different from what I'm used to back home.
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The first weeks are the most challenging, then you get a bit more used to the oddities of this place. How your homeworld like then? No Gods or people with super powers? Mine is full of them, maybe that's why I have less issues adapting to Asgard.
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No. I come from Yorkshire in 1924. My father is an Earl and we live in the manor house in the area. Surrounding us is a small town and a lot of farms. There's no magic... nothing like that.
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That sounds like a nice place to live if little boring, no offence. Were you ever interested in adventure? Travelling the world...? [ He can't stay in one place for long, it goes against Peter's very nature. ]
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I wouldn't say it's boring. [ Well. It kind of is. ] It's.. quiet. I go down to London frequently enough and I've been to America and the continent. I can't say I've had thoughts of traveling the world.
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Did you like it? America, when you were there? [ When he was little and living on earth his didn't exactly have a lot of money so they rarely traveled. Then his mom got sick and it didn't matter anymore. ] And now you got the chance to travel to a whole different universe. Life can be really weird at times.
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My life isn't usually this weird. [ Mary sighs. Strange and unfortunate things have happened to her, but this undoubtedly takes the cake. ] Being here, I worry about my son.
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[ When he was a kid they didn't have a lot of money so they rarely went on vacations. Then his mom got sick and nothing else mattered. Peter blinks, eyes widening slightly at the son bit. ]
Oh, how old is he?
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[ She turns her eyes towards him, then looks away again. ]
He is three. I just hope he's alright without me being there.
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You know I have this..let's call it a theory. That time in our universes might not pass while we're not there. There are people in this city who went back to their home-worlds and then came back, I know two of them closely so they wouldn't lie to me. And no one seemed to notice their absence, as it time was frozen until they went back. Your boy might be safe, waiting for you.
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[ He really wants to believe things are like that too, because the idea of Rocket and Nebula missing Gamora and him again breaks his heart. ]
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[ Space people. Aliens. People from far in her past. She's seen things here that she never would have thought were real. What's one more thing to believe? ]
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[ Peter smile is kind and then he rolls his shoulders. He's a bit sore after working on his ship.]
Would you care for some tea? It's been a long day I think we could both use something sweet.
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I would... How sweet do you take it?
[ Two sugars is usually the max for her. Mary doesn't like her tea terribly sweet. ]
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