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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-09-16 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Damn, I wish I had recorded that. I don't get to be right very often.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-09-16 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ To say their arrival was well-timed is an understatement, but it was welcome, nevertheless. Peter had been especially stern with Rocket, making sure that he understood that blowing things up is fine and dandy, but to make sure that the blast radius wouldn't catch their new acquaintances in addition to whatever beasties they were targeting.

His warnings were met with an annoyed, "I'm not a goddamn idiot, Quill," and grumblings as they headed downhill. ]


I won't lie. I'm kind of tempted to stick around and watch the fireworks. But!

[ He stands, brushing himself off, then offering a hand to Maya. A small part of him is tempted to just pick her up and carry her all the way back, but he's pretty sure that'd piss her off, make her feel babied, so he doesn't. ]

Shall we, my lady?
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-09-17 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ He wraps an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close to his side. ]

Beaches with white sand and clear blue water, with no terrorists or bomb defusing or ambushes or anything. Just us and the waves and the sun.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-09-17 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
That, and it'd give us time to ourselves. You and me, and a much better date than yelling at each other after shooting ninja lizards.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-09-17 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
Already said, right? Whatever you want, consider it yours.

Pretty sure we don't have any jobs lined up, so we've got the time, as long as you promise to take it easy.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-09-17 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ He presses a kiss to her temple. ]

That's my girl.