[ Maya's half a step behind Peter, coming around his right with her hand up, tattoos glowing bright. She sweeps the Doctor up in her phaselock just as he's reaching for a terminal on his desk. ]
[ Kasumi's half a step behind Maya, slipping past Peter on his left side, ducking out of his line of fire as she goes dark.
She appears again, at his terminal and in his really comfortable office chair (and wait, is that leather? Real leather?) which she diabolically spins to face him just as she fades back into sight. ]
So nice to see you again, Doc. I'm sorry it had to be under such tense circumstances, but I'm sure you understand why.
Please, just let me go. I'll do anything--I'll double your pay! All of you!
[ She immediately recognizes it as a bluff. ] --Tsk tsk, such a shameful lie from a respected scientist. You hired two parties for the job when you could only afford one. You must've really hoped we would kill each other, huh?
[ Kasumi pulls up her omni-tool at that moment, humming thoughtfully as the screen on Aenisi's terminal lights up, signalling that she's hacked through. ]
Sorry, but this deal is a bust. Plus I promised my lovely friends here that one or both of them could shoot you in the face. You know how it goes.
[ Peter trains one gun on the still form of the mercenary captain, the other on the doctor, and pipes in brightly, ] I'm pretty sure I already called dibs on shooting the doc in the face, right? I'm pretty sure that happened.
I really hate when assholes like you waste my time.
[ she's glancing over her omni-tool's screen as streams of data scroll rather quickly through. ]
Oh, I wasn't kidding about him not being able to afford all of us. His company, however, is a different story. They won't even notice a couple missing thousands of credits, right, Doc?
Please, don't do this--
[ Kasumi casts Peter a look as if to say, can you do the thing now please. ]
[ Despite all his threats from just moments ago, Peter does not, in fact, kill the guy. It seems unsporting, considering the dude is, after all, just some pencil-pusher. An asshole pencil-pusher, but still. Star-Lord is not in the business of killing defenseless men unless they shoot at him first.
So he does shoot him with the same setting as the merc captain, in the end -- nonlethal, but with the way he seizes, it certainly looks painful. The salarian goes unconscious and limp within the phaselock bubble. ]
[ and as if on cue, Kasumi finishes moving that money around, and she shuts off her omni-tool before pushing herself up off the chair, doing a little stretch with her arms. ]
Right. Pleasure doing business with you two, yeah?
[ She tilts her head at them, like Maya just asked a preposterous question ]
Are you kidding me? You guys are fine, save for the "sweethearts" and "dears" and "babes." But that's just part of being in a relationship.
[ The last part she emphasizes at Peter, specifically. ]
And I've been through worse. Like, awkward "do human women like it when you say 'calibrating' in a seductive way" and "how many more reach and flexibility jokes can we make" levels of bad.
[ Without his mask to conceal it, they're privy to the narrowing of Peter's eyes at that little barb. When she continues, though, he kind of. Wrinkles his nose. ]
I was gonna ask who could possibly say crap like that, but you know what? Different strokes, I guess.
We'd better head back to the ship before Rocket blows the facility up. How 'bout Goto picks the bar and I'll get the first round, huh?
Trust me, I've mulled over that word and how it could possibly be seductive, myself. But when it comes to Shep and Garrus' relationship, you just kind of learn not to ask.
[ she still does, though. ]
And I've got a place. It's probably the closest thing Nos Astra has to anything remotely seedy. I'll send you the coordinates and meet you there?
[ using the Milano's private channel that she still mysteriously has access to, of course. ]
[ He tilts his head, gesturing to Maya that they ought to go. He was only partially joking about Rocket blowing the place up. ]
Try not to pilfer the entire lab in the meantime, Goto -- you take too long, and we're findin' our own seedy, gross bar. We've got some serious drinkin' to do.
[ She'll give Kasumi a little wave and head on out then! Though as they're walking, she glances at Peter over her shoulder ] So, what did you two chat about in the elevator?
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Ah-ah. Don't touch.
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She appears again, at his terminal and in his really comfortable office chair (and wait, is that leather? Real leather?) which she diabolically spins to face him just as she fades back into sight. ]
So nice to see you again, Doc. I'm sorry it had to be under such tense circumstances, but I'm sure you understand why.
Please, just let me go. I'll do anything--I'll double your pay! All of you!
[ She immediately recognizes it as a bluff. ] --Tsk tsk, such a shameful lie from a respected scientist. You hired two parties for the job when you could only afford one. You must've really hoped we would kill each other, huh?
[ Kasumi pulls up her omni-tool at that moment, humming thoughtfully as the screen on Aenisi's terminal lights up, signalling that she's hacked through. ]
Sorry, but this deal is a bust. Plus I promised my lovely friends here that one or both of them could shoot you in the face. You know how it goes.
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I really hate when assholes like you waste my time.
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[ And to Kasumi ] How's it going?
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Oh, I wasn't kidding about him not being able to afford all of us. His company, however, is a different story. They won't even notice a couple missing thousands of credits, right, Doc?
Please, don't do this--
[ Kasumi casts Peter a look as if to say, can you do the thing now please. ]
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So he does shoot him with the same setting as the merc captain, in the end -- nonlethal, but with the way he seizes, it certainly looks painful. The salarian goes unconscious and limp within the phaselock bubble. ]
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Well, that was fun. We make a good team, if I do say so myself.
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Right. Pleasure doing business with you two, yeah?
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He's grinning. ]
Wait wait wait. Gimme a marker.
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He's totally writing "Star-Lord was here" on the doctor's forehead with permanent marker. ]
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It doesn't really work. ]
That's a good look for him.
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Way to leave your mark on him, Star-Lord.
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Har, har, Goto.
[ He writes, "♥ the Guardians of the Galaxy" on the man's chin for good measure, then stands, pocketing the marker.
(Because while he's above cold-blooded murder, he is not above stealing writing utensils from an office setting. ]
I think we're good here, then. Nicely done, ladies.
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Or Gamora.
[ these are important questions. ]
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What, the combined company of me and Maya aren't enough for you? Wow, I see how it is, Goto.
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Are you kidding me? You guys are fine, save for the "sweethearts" and "dears" and "babes." But that's just part of being in a relationship.
[ The last part she emphasizes at Peter, specifically. ]
And I've been through worse. Like, awkward "do human women like it when you say 'calibrating' in a seductive way" and "how many more reach and flexibility jokes can we make" levels of bad.
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I was gonna ask who could possibly say crap like that, but you know what? Different strokes, I guess.
We'd better head back to the ship before Rocket blows the facility up. How 'bout Goto picks the bar and I'll get the first round, huh?
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[ she gives a little nod ] Sounds good to me.
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[ she still does, though. ]
And I've got a place. It's probably the closest thing Nos Astra has to anything remotely seedy. I'll send you the coordinates and meet you there?
[ using the Milano's private channel that she still mysteriously has access to, of course. ]
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[ He tilts his head, gesturing to Maya that they ought to go. He was only partially joking about Rocket blowing the place up. ]
Try not to pilfer the entire lab in the meantime, Goto -- you take too long, and we're findin' our own seedy, gross bar. We've got some serious drinkin' to do.
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Peter, you know. Like, shrugs. Totally nonchalant. ]
Nothin' worth mentioning. Thief stuff.
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