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STAR-LORD ☆ PETER QUILL ([personal profile] getoffmyearth) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs2014-01-19 02:06 am

Fly on, cowboy of the stars

Date & Time: January 18th, night
Location: SPACE...THE FINAL FRONTIER
Characters: Peter Quill ([personal profile] getoffmyearth), Adam Warlock ([personal profile] awarlock) & Gamora ([personal profile] gamora)
Summary: The Guardians of the Galaxy attempt to do their jobs, and guard the damn galaxy.
Warnings: Excessive negative feelings, trauma, bodily harm.

If he were completely honest, Peter would have to say that he's not always one hundred percent sure that his ideas are good. He has had some spectacularly bad ideas. It's great that everybody thinks he knows what he's doing, and most of the time he has at least enough of an idea to safely wing it. So the outrage over his proposed plans doesn't really bother him as much as it might have once upon a time. There's no immediate pressure to pull something out his ass the way he has to at home, no matter what Gamora says.

But whatever anyone else says, this he knows has to be done. They need to see what's out there. They need to know there's not going to be any surprises coming from behind, or at least try to make sure they're aware of them before they hit. Fighting a ground war on two fronts will be hard enough. Fighting a ground war caught between two forces unexpectedly will be a massacre. And he is very, very sure that one day, the conflict is going to come back.

It took some time to...to get it back together, once Rocket had left. To work out how this would go, how far they could maybe make it. But he's got his guns and he's got his helmet and hopefully he's got enough ammo to take down whatever they're going to face out there. Peter doesn't know whether he hopes they'll be something to face or not, but there's only one way to find out.

"Ready when you are, Adam."
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[personal profile] awarlock 2014-01-20 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
There's no way of knowing what's out there until they see it. That's all it took for Adam to be convinced. Earth and its inhabitants may be occupied by themselves and this closed system but they've all been around the block a few times to know that it never just ends with Earth. The stars and planets beyond may be screaming their protests at the space time violation Earth is openly pursuing. And as long as they are still guardians, a proactive team—a team—they're going to take a look.

Adam can travel at light speed himself. Transporting others are a different matter. While Gamora may know what to expect, he's not sure Peter does. Then again, it's Peter. Unexpected things happening to him has become a pattern. Adam looks to Peter then nods.

"Prepare yourselves. This may not feel as pleasant as the Passports."

He holds up his hands, light bursting from them as he makes the finger signs, and light sigils begin to appear beneath their feet. It shines brighter and brighter until they're encased in white light.

To Titan...