Tip of her blade drags along the surface below, a swift motion not only giving way to a short-lived spark, but cleaning the forged metal of its opponent’s 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙.

𝘏𝘯.

Ah — at last, something to be happy about. Thanks, Rocket.

What if.. we split half of each?

If even 𝘺𝘰𝘶 can’t tell what it is, I certainly wouldn’t bet on it..

Clearly she has been away for far too long.

—— Oh 𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰.

Don’t mind her —— just another destruction in progress.

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Inevitable.

Rattles STAR-LORD.’s chair. “Wake up.”

Eyes keep on the Terran, awaiting the conclusion of his lengthy reintroduction into consciousness. “You neglected to activate the autonav before your nap. Now we’re 2,000 klicks beyond our intended location.”

Drawn out yawn.

“… You do not need permission to speak, Quill. What is it?”

Immediately covers 𝘩𝘪𝘴 mouth in return.

The warrior surveys him but a few seconds more before nodding once. “Very well. But please, no repeating the 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘦 for several rotations straight. You owe me that much.”

Impish smirk. All too easy.