Ginger-Huntress

(these are from all across the Scooby Doo universe, from the original tv series to some of the movies)

“Like, why aren’t your legs moving, man? RUN!”

“Go now, or abandon all hope of seeing the sun again!”

“You stop that.”

“There’s no such thing as a ghost!”

“No, it’s not real.”

“What’s so important about this song?”

“No wonder we’re lost. You’ve been reading the map upside-down!”

“I’d go the long way if I were you.”

“It’s a scientific fact that people don’t just vanish.”

“Cut the clowning.”

“Wow, groovy. It’s like you read my mind!”

“Of course, I read the instructions! Well… part of them, anyway.”

“What in the world are those things?”

“Say cheese!”

“Let me guess. You want to leave and never come back.”

“And I would have gotten away with it if it wasn’t for you meddling kids!”

“I’ve got pictures!”

“Watch the pretty coin of gold and you will do as you are told.”

“I don’t sail with no landlubbers.”

“We know a zombie when we see one.”

“You wouldn’t hit someone with glasses on would you?”

“You could stay for the night.”

“Would you mind telling me why you destroyed half my kitchen?”

“Oh, thank goodness you’ve come!”

“We’re doomed! Doomed!”

“Great. Maybe we can skydive out of here.”

“It’s a trap!”

“We’re locked in!”

“Get back you creepy… thingy!”

“You’ll pay for this!”

“Did I really wear that years ago?”

“She’s not my girlfriend, I just said I enjoyed her cooking.”

“Yeah, he is suspicious, but he is kinda cute.”

“I’m so sick of this damsel in distress nonsense.”

“No one is stupid enough to believe that!”

“Not much seems to have changed.”

“I want to become more powerful. Like you!”

“You’re not going to bite me, are you?”

“Yeaah yeah, we’re gonna get to business. I was actually thinking you might be the perfect woman to help out with a little problem us other Guardians are having. I mean I figured we should lay low for awhile but we’re not really low profile people, y’know? So… How about we get the ol’ group back together and start planning a real heist?”

"Ehh I guess I could help, depends on what you want us to all get together for?" In all honesty she had nothing better to do, but she didn't want to come off that way. Angela leaned against the counter as she looked at Rocket, a grin on her lips after hearing how she was apparently perfect for the job. She had to wonder what could be needed to bring everyone together again after all this time.

She paid no mind to his actions, what it all came down to was, it had nothing to do with her. It was already fair enough she could stick around for the ride. “Ahh ya don’t say,” was all she could comment about his future plans. The quadrants made her a bit curious, but not enough to really care to ask more about it.

   “……………………..“

        Blackjack had packed up and hefted his bag over his shouler at this point,but turned and watched the lady with a curious eye. Her words had left him at an awkward impasse. He could just… leave. Pretend he wasn’t interested in what she had to say any more. But, that’d be a lie. He was mostly no longer interested, but.     With an armor and weapon like that, he kinda wanted a good read on what she was thinking right now.

Angela must not have hid her emotions well enough, making her a bit off guard. Seeing at BlackJack avoided her questions, she figured she would do the same, and with that she stood up and walked over to him.

"What are we waiting for, lets get going I can't wait to see how this all plans out." She gave him a cocky grin as she looked at him waiting for a reply.

     Rocket walked into the building after her, and she wasn’t exactly hard to spot in a crowd.   He clambered up on the seat beside her. 

   “S’been awhile huh?  So whatddya say to going for a little rendezvous off in the fancy digs of Xandar?”

     He was, as usual only joking because he could tell she was in one of her more foul moods.  He didn’t even know why she put up with himself and the other Guardians but one thing was for sure.  He was glad she was on their side.

She raised a brow and gave him a dour look as his comment. Paying mind to it, she crossed her legs and leaned over to him.

"Are we going to get down to business before you get drunk or am I going to have to wait till you make a fool of us?" Half cracking at what happened last time, and not wanting to waste any time either. Her style was more waiting till after everything was done for any types of relaxing.

     “Don’t worry, I wasn’t plannin’ on screwin’ ya over, just hang tight,” Rocket promised.  Before departing the ship he used his communicator to alert his compatriot of his arrival, and soon enough Angela was getting a hologram screen popping up of Rocket’s appearance.

     “Yo Angela~  Meet me at the bar here… the one we went to last time, where I got kinda drunk and threw up under the table and blamed it on that astronaut dog before we all got kicked out?  Yeah I know you’re on Knowhere, so I’ll see you in five.”

The huntress leaned against a building with her arms folded. Occasionally someone would walk by and gawk at her, no doubt because of her outfit. They'd be greeted by a sinister look, making them quickly turn their head elsewhere. She was waiting for someone to meet up with her, probably one of the few reasons she would be in Knowhere for anything other than a bounty. Just as she was getting impatient the hologram of the very one she waited for popped up.

    Blackjack passed over her words of experience, pretending he hadn’t heard them. Rude, and obnoxious; but that’s just how he could be sometimes. Especially when he was avoiding a subject, which as of now, he officially was. The rest of the stuff she wanted to talk about was fine though. He could talk about that.

     That stuff was easy.

   “Same ‘ere. ‘Cept further out, I know some good quadrants for business…   It’ll be back to those, and to ‘normal’.“

She paid no mind to his actions, what it all came down to was, it had nothing to do with her. It was already fair enough she could stick around for the ride. "Ahh ya don't say," was all she could comment about his future plans. The quadrants made her a bit curious, but not enough to really care to ask more about it.

   He shrugged his small shoulders. She could do whatever she liked as far as he was concerned, he didn’t care. Up to her. As long as she didn’t get in his way, he had no problem with that. Blackjack let that sentiment filter through to his words.

    “Ya do whatever ya want darlin’.”

  ‘Least she knew the stakes involved.

  As for her next question, tension shot through his body. Fur shifting and standing slightly on end…   until he eased with a sigh. What did he care about telling peope anyway. ‘Specially at this point, he was already here, right?

     “I’m lookin’ fer the guy we were just goin’ on about, funny enough.“

Seeing how her tension was obvious, she sighed and leaned back against a wall before speaking. "Well usually when people have to take care of business with others it ends up that way, at least from my experience." Her tone was calm and almost devoid of any emotion. True she did become friends with the guardians, but at the same time it was non of her business. Whether or not she had any intention to help them in trouble was up to how she was feeling when the time came.

Her lips were locked in a slight grin as she listened to him talk about future plans. "Well I hear you about not being space dust, but I’d like to stick around for awhile if you don’t mind. This whole ordeal has caught my interest." She spoke with an appealing tone, not having to really worry about any aftermath or other consiquenses was more than enough reason for her to stick around for awhile.

   He shrugged his small shoulders. She could do whatever she liked as far as he was concerned, he didn’t care. Up to her. As long as she didn’t get in his way, he had no problem with that. Blackjack let that sentiment filter through to his words.

    “Ya do whatever ya want darlin’.”

  ‘Least she knew the stakes involved.

  As for her next question, tension shot through his body. Fur shifting and standing slightly on end…   until he eased with a sigh. What did he care about telling peope anyway. ‘Specially at this point, he was already here, right?

     “I’m lookin’ fer the guy we were just goin’ on about, funny enough.“

"Good, I like getting my way," Angela said in a rather cocky tone. She had no means to interfere with him, unless the situation put herself in any sort of danger. Using the back of her hand, she pushed her long tresses that ran over her shoulder to lay over her back.

Her eyes widened a bit as she leaned in to listen. Her arms resting on her knees and her long red hair sliding over her shoulders. "That sounds just where I wanna be then." Her tone was somewhat filled with amusement. It was clear her ego was once again taking over her.

    “Actually I’ve got some unfinished business tah take care of.”

   Blackjack looked elsewhere as he said this, momentarily caught up in his own head. In his own motivations and business, shutting out anything else around him.     This closure is just as swift to dissipate, and he soon swivels back around on his whirring robotic hind legs, lenses flaring and focusing on the tall lady again.  

      “Once that’s over with? I’m outta here.“  

   He turns and rambles the latter half idly,  

Her lips were locked in a slight grin as she listened to him talk about future plans. "Well I hear you about not being space dust, but I'd like to stick around for awhile if you don't mind. This whole ordeal has caught my interest." She spoke with an appealing tone, not having to really worry about any aftermath or other consiquenses was more than enough reason for her to stick around for awhile.