Nothing For Nothing

❝          𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢   𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎   𝚒   𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝   𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎          led  the  conversation  with  a  plot  synopsis.        fair  point.          ❞          Peter  comments  with  a  half  apologetic  smile,        trying  his  best  to  cut  to  the  chase.          ❝          what  i’m  trying  to  say  is      :      would  you  care  to  stick  around  ‘cause  the  guardians  are  going  to  have  a  family  movie  night       ?          ❞

                 “Is that a fact?” she slowly spins the Scythe head then carefully rests the weapon over her shoulder, other fist firmly wedged in her jacket pocket. Every baddie starts with a ploy to disarm — that’s kids stuff, and it does nothing to soothe Faith’s nerves, “Think I’ll hold onto it, just the same, if that’s okay by you. So far you’re fluent in cryptic. Begs the question, what’s the mission? If you’re not here for a throw down — which, I mean. You’re wearing a helmet.”

   ❝ you are once again speaking nonsense. ❞ she announces after a moment, lips pressed into a line as she squints at him.  ❝ start making sense. ❞

   ❝ Lady Gamora. ❞ she greets over her shoulder, one eye closed as she studies the edge of her blade for a moment before continuing to sharpen it.  ❝ have you come to spar? ❞

   ❝ you are staring. ❞

              “Yeah, something like that. Not really lookin’ for a confrontation, here, so let’s get this out of the way — the hell are you?”

   ❝ you are not the Captain i met last time i was here. ❞

   ❝ you are a hunter also, yes? ❞

while his face is stern , Spock’s voice remains cordial. he has not heard of Heven , ❝ your question is not easily answered, as many of our crew originate from a diverse number of home-worlds. as members of Starfleet, we represent the United Federation of Planets. ❞ the commander tilts scantily forward , ❝ i, am Spock. ❞

~~ “I would apologise but it is not often I see one with so little clothes…and I live on a realm with Amora…” 

   “You’re an Asgardian, yes?” 

            ❛  i’m fine. just a flesh wound.  ❜

“Oh you know, Angela, the usual. A bit of seduction, manipulation, and manslaughter. Yourself?”