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[gamora]

Date & Time: October 7th, evening.
Location: The VR rooms.
Characters: Gamora & YOU
Summary: Wanting to punch some monsters, Gamora travels to the 90s. This time without broken spines.
Warnings: Standard comic book violence, will edit as needed.


( The scene that Gamora programs into the VR is surprisingly mundane at first glance - a jungle island complete with muggy heat and the sound of the ocean in the distance. Gamora herself looks different - dressed in a fishnet one piece with a V cut into the front down past her navel, black fur cape, and a surprising amount of gold jewelry. It's familiar to her, at least, drawn on what she remembers from her longest stay on Earth previous to her arrival in Exsilium. A castle - thin and almost pathetic looking rather than imposing - rises out of the jungle in the distance and completes the setting.

But Gamora isn't there to dwell on past memories, she's there to keep herself entertained. And what better way to do that than adjust the programming so her physical strength increased to the level it was on Godthrab and let herself loose on Monster Island?

Which is why she's grinning when the first giant creature crashes through the underbrush and she dodges a swipe of a gigantic clawed hand. Low key, good old fashioned physical combat - there really was nothing better. )

Comments

[gamora]

And you ditched the accent for a new one.

( Not addressing the joke thing - mostly because Gamora doesn't care. Instead she opts for punching the head of the thing, knocking it unconscious.

Which means the remaining momentum continues to send it in Sarah's general direction. whoops, Gamora's bad. )

[variates]

[ it's the accent thing that tips her off, although she only has a second to groan before rolling out of the way of the giant falling monster. ]

Look, crazy green lady. That wasn't me. [ huff huff ] I've never seen you before, so can we cut this trying to trample people bullshit?

[gamora]

Skrull or twin?

( GAMORA THAT IS NOT HELPFUL. But before the monster falls completely to the ground, Gamora jumps off of it - throwing a blackflip into her decent simply because she can. the landing is perfect, however, and when Gamora straightens up it's to tower over Beth. What can she say, being six feet tall has its perks. )

Not my fault you got in the way, is it?

[variates]

I don't know what the other thing is, but... twin.

[ can you sense the weirdness when she says that word CAN YOU. because its about as hidden as the monster over there. sarah crosses her arms, standing as straight and tall as she can make her 5'5" self. ]

No, it's your fault you get some kinda kick out of this. [ huff. whatever, the thing is "dead", so she'll move on ] How'd you meet her?

[ if she's a friend of Helena's it might explain so much ]

[gamora]

Shaping changing race. Nearly extinct, actually, so they've taken to hiding in plain sight. More than normal.

( SHE SURE CAN and so Sarah gets this long, skeptical look. but lucky for her, she doesn't give a flark if she's hiding secrets that don't concern her - just the look of you're full of shit serves as enough of a sign that she knows. )

I've got to keep in shape somehow. ( Just another day in the life of Gamora. ) She ran into me, and then ran away because she couldn't handle the truth.

( about a universe full of impossible things, that is. )

[variates]

[ she has to stop herself from getting riled and only raises her eyebrows at the mention of the shape-shifters. she was a clone, she was in space, why wouldn't shape-shifting aliens be the next step ]

And they like to copy people, I'm guessing.

[ her frown deepens ]

Sounds like her. What'd you say?

[gamora]

They were an empire. How'd you think they got it in the first place?

( Infiltration was their entire gig - trust no one. Planets falling before anyone noticed because by the time someone realized something was off, it was too late. )

That if she couldn't accept that it's possible to come back from the dead or live outside reality, she wouldn't last long here. Don't tell me you're as close minded as she is.

[variates]

They must not have been very good at keeping that empire if they aren't one now.

[ also aliens. how the hell was she to know how they did anything. ]

I'm nothing like her. [ there it is again. that shift in tone, that hostility, which only seems to last a second but would tell even strangers of the current status of their relationship. ]

It's not the first strange thing she's had trouble accepting.

aren't you supposed to be sleeping

[gamora]

Galactus ate their homeworld, the Annihilation wave took out huge swaths of their territory, and then they tried to take over Earth. ( SHRUG ) Turns out the Inhumans take it personally when you kidnap their king and prince and decimated what was left.

( SPACE, IT'S PRETTY GREAT. )

You're twins - there's a part of you that is. ( she's just pointing out the fact that they look exactly alike at least gives them the surface appearance of it. ) Not strange to me.

sleep is for the weak!!

[variates]

...Right.

[ science fiction sounds more like cosima's thing. she lost sarah right at the start.

also the ambiguity of that sentence just makes the clone annoyed because it sounds like a lot more is implied. also hello identity issues. ] Not this time. [ there was no connection, no matter how much helena tried to insist. ]

What - you come back from dead all the time?

uh huh!!

[gamora]

Depends on how we're counting. At least the once.

( SHRUGS )

I don't make a habit of it, unlike someone I know.

[variates]

[ at least, she says, like its an easy thing to lose track of. ]

If you're talking about me or her, I should tell you coming back alive isn't exactly a common thing. Also, I haven't died and I don't plan on it.

[gamora]

Someone from my universe. ( Don't be stupid, Sarah. She's realized by now that some universes just aren't the same as her's. ) It's a habit he can't shake.

( Much to her annoyance. )

[variates]

That's a damn stupid thing to make a habit of, then.

[ in fact, she thinks, who'd be stupid enough to think that death would be something trivial like that? ]

[gamora]

Won't argue with you. Comes back though.

( Most of the time, and her eyes narrow on a point somewhere past Sarah's shoulder as she imagines punching the stupidity out of Adam Warlock. )

[variates]

[ she glances over her shoulder really quickly, in case what gamora's glaring at happens to be another monster of some sort. ]

Friend of yours? [ or probably enemy, given the weirdness surrounding this woman. ]

[gamora]

Teammate.

( How's that for an answer Sarah might not have expected? It's better than saying 'ex boy-toy', but as far as Gamora's concerned Sarah hasn't earned the right to know any more about Gamora's personal life than any other stranger. And now that Adam's back--

But seriously, what about her makes anyone think she'd have friends. Or at least classify them as friends. )

[variates]

[ sarah's finding it harder to believe gamora is on some kind of team. anyone could have friends - even vic (the dick) had some lowlife that served as his crowd. team means constant cooperation and from her first impression, she can't imagine the woman in front of her doing that quite so easily. ]

You're not some kind of space cop, right?

[gamora]

Like I'd want to be a member of the Nova Corps.

( Despite an alternate future where she did join the Corps that she knows nothing about. Still, seeing the look on Rider's face if she ever managed to get out the words "I want to join up" might be worth it. )

Quill let Rocket name us the 'Guardians of the Galaxy'. Proactive ass-kicking force, but it's really a band of people with nothing else to do.

[variates]

Guardians of the Galaxy? What're you planning on appearing on a Saturday morning tv show?

[ sounds like something Kira would probably watch - the thought of which makes sarah frown (as it always does when she remembers her daughter). ]

[gamora]

No, we plan on killing things no one else will or get ourselves killed trying.

( Have a blank stare, Sarah. It's not an impressive name but it's the only one they've got. Not that Gamora cares. Nope. No caring here. )

[variates]

I don't think that last part holds as much significance since you've told me you don't stay dead.

[ buttkickers would've totally been a better name gosh!! ]

[gamora]

Not always. It's anyone's guess if you'll come back or not.

( Which makes things... difficult. You can either give up on them and assume they're not coming back and move on-- but then what happens if they do? If they don't come back the same, if they don't come back at all when they should? )

[variates]

Shit. I think I prefer it when there's no doubt involved.

[ either if they stayed dead or if there was a guarantee each team - because truthfully, there are a few people she wouldn't mind seeing alive again. ]

[gamora]

( a shrug )

It's just the way the universe works. You get used to it.