petit four

He sighed, exasperated at her futile attempts to escape, hunching down to press against the launch pad on his boots and launching himself up into the air. He can see her from his vantage point making a beeline towards her ship, and he points the thrusters of his boots in that direction, reaching her ship in record time and leaning up against it as she came dashing towards it. Crossing his arms, he can’t help but let his lips curl up into a smirk of mirth watching the smile slide from her pretty mouth. If he weren’t trying to take her in for her units, he’d already be trying to rope her into a date-

Her wanted poster didn’t do her justice, in the flesh she looked a million times better, her expression exasperated at how he continued to chase after her. He pushes off of her ship as she took a small step back, smirking as he stepped toward her, blocking her only means of escape. “Oh really?” He asked, chuckling softly as he took another step towards her, taking in how he towered over her. She didn’t look like the evil villain his employer described- then again, he’d come across those who appeared far more innocent who’d done a lot worse. “Are you sure about that, little lady.” It’s not like he’s really considering not turning her over- even though her people had been known to be particularly nasty when it came to sentencing. 

It was rare that Peter took cases by himself, but with the other guardians off dealing with extremely personal problems, or superficial in Rocket’s case, he found himself tracking her all by himself. It was nothing new; she thought that even with him out of sight that she had somehow found a way out of his grasp, but Peter Quill was always one step behind or two steps ahead. He touched base on the planet when he saw her ship descend, snickering to himself at the sight of her cowering behind the pillar, the only thing in sight that made sense to hide behind. Cute. His steps are steady and quiet as he approached the column, his thoughts drifting between wanting tacos and what she could’ve done to garner such hate from his employer. She seemed innocent enough but her wrap sheet said otherwise and Peter attempted to stay to the case and not how pretty she looked whenever he watched her from afar. Still, she didn’t look dangerous- he sighed when their eyes met, watching her bolt in a direction before propelling himself after her. Why did they always have to run?

He veers off from her path to circle around and cut her off, ignoring her surprised countenance to grasp at her arm, already thinking of what he’d buy with all those units. Finally, after God knows how long, he’d caught her… or so he thought. His reflexes aren’t quick enough to deflect the punch, pain sparking along his mouth as his grip loosened enough for her to slip away. It’s the first time since their chase started that he actually speaks.

“Oh come on! Not the face!” Pressing a hand to his bruised jaw, he takes off after her again, hoping to cut her off before she can reach her ship and try to escape the atmosphere.

Had she not been trying to run away from him she would have grinned at how she was able to catch him off-guard but celebrating her tiny victory would have to wait until she was far enough away from him. She’s only a few feet away when she hears him speak and she oddly doesn’t mind that sound of it though that’s a fleeting feeling, he was trying to turn her in after all. 

Artemis had been out on a quick run, refueling before she had to move onto her next safe spot when she catches sight of the male. “Fuck!” She hisses in her native language as she ducks behind a large pillar. Silently praying he hadn’t seen her. She wasn’t going to go back to jail and if he thought he was going to just take her in, well, he was going to be in for a rude awakening. Taking a deep breath to calm herself and peeks around the column only to release a loud gasp when she’s looking right at him. How had he found her so fast?! With wide eyes, she takes a step back before turning and bolting in a random direction. If she could make it to her ship she’d be fine, her feet carry her as fast as they can as a few grunts and groans leave her as her body collides with a few pedestrians here and there.

“Ein starker,” she replied in German without thinking and pursed her lips together while sliding the warm drink in front of her friend. “What happened to you today exactly?”  It was still weird talking with someone who shared the same three languages and she found her herself slipping between them all at some point but that wasn’t more than a fleeting thought; right now she was a little worried. “That bruise looks wicked, Maddie.”

“You say that and yet you’d be just as hurt if I wasn’t here wakin’ you,” she grins his way with eyebrows raised, as if daring him to object, before heaving herself from the bed. “Nothin’ I haven’t seen before, darlin’,” she retorts, eyebrows wiggling while walking past him. She pauses on her way out the door, leaning back in the room to smirk up at him. “Because you were too busy moaning! Now go get ready, I don’t wanna miss the breakfast menu,” she cackles on her way out of the room, revealing her dining choice. William knew not to expect cooking of any sort from Evie, not if he wanted to live to see another day and with the amount they both consumed, fancy restaurants and cafes were off the table. She didn’t have enough money and they wouldn’t have enough food to satisfy either of them. She settles herself onto his couch, spreading out and pulls her vaporiser from her pocket, puffing away while she waits; the room filling with a blue raspberry ice scented cloud.

“Too late, star child, the judgment has hit the air, and it’s permeating.” Sadiya chuckled with a shake of her head. The older was only teasing, and she knew her friend was aware of that. It was how their relationship worked; lovingly calling each other out on their shit. It was sweet in its own way.  Scrunching her nose as the details of the story unfolded, Sadiya soon found herself doubled over in laughter. Damn! That was one hell of find. “You poor thing! That’s why I always do a sniff test. Even if that is also a little rude. You really never know with humans these days! They love their hyperrealistic bath products.” She gave a nod of her head in a show of solidarity and sympathy before she continued on with her work. It was cleaning day and everything needed to be spotless! “Are you still hungry? I could coo—Actually? I think there might be brownies in the kitchen. Safe chocolate.”  

Grumbling a slew of Husanian profanities while shooting the other a faux glare. “I want out of this friendship if I’m going to be treated like this!” Artemis huffed before her own shoulders shook from pure amusement at her own antics. Anger was something she hadn’t really experienced in the vicinity of the other and no matter how often she pretended to be upset it never stuck for very long. Sadiya’s aura was just that powerful.