Date: 2017-10-10 03:03 pm (UTC)
passingthrough: (Curious - Interested)
From: [personal profile] passingthrough
[The marketplace is crowded with vendors of all kinds. Instead of the copper-colored humanoids they normally run into this planet is richly diverse and unique. Universal translators are helping some of them to call out to shoppers to better peddle their wares. Others just bellow or whip out a tentacle to draw attention to a rack of colorful scarves or a cart of unidentified fruits and nuts. Turn down shadowy side street and there are more illicit items for sale. These aren't necessarily illegal here, but they are frowned upon in nearby space. There's a man selling flash cubes that temporarily blind, a scaled woman with a sonic ray to disorient, and that's just the beginning of it.

Kitty is content for the moment, scouting out the edible goods. She stops at a tent selling something that look like truffles. She's speaking loudly because while the vendor does have a translator for communicating his ears—or what she assumes are his ears—are so overflowing with fur that he seems hard of hearing.]


Chocolate? Is this chocolate? Because as awesome as that sounds I don't want to eat another random brown thing only to be very, very disappointed.

Date: 2017-10-11 01:29 pm (UTC)
passingthrough: (Curious - More than the surface)
From: [personal profile] passingthrough
[There's a part of her that wants to remind him she was handling it, but for the moment, she keeps that part quiet and listens to him. He looks like someone who could be in the fleet, but she doesn't recognize him. Not that it would be her first time meeting someone on a planet they were visiting and not on the ships. Yet he has an ease and familiarity with this that doesn't normally come with their migratory fleet life.]

Do I want to ask what it is instead? [Asking both or either of them really.]

Date: 2017-10-12 07:54 pm (UTC)
passingthrough: (Fighting - All business)
From: [personal profile] passingthrough
Relax. I'm not eating marir paste [even if it's not bad it won't be chocolate and that will make it disappointing.] but there are plenty of other people for you to peddle it to.

[Nope, the vendor seems more intent on escalation. His hands were kind of hard to make out with all the fur but one is swiping at Peter now, sharp claws visible. She manages to make contact first. Well, first and only since she phases herself and the interloper making the vendors claws slide through in harmless confusion.]

Back off. Mine are bigger and they don't miss. [She extends her metal claws on one arm.]

text » because i'm lazy.

Date: 2017-10-10 04:50 pm (UTC)
ainteasy: (& some rock'n'roll lotta soul)
From: [personal profile] ainteasy
Quill. You had better come back to the ship.

[ because that ain't ominous. ]

text »

Date: 2017-10-12 10:58 am (UTC)
ainteasy: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ainteasy
The third option turned into the second option. First option may very well be imminent.

text »

Date: 2017-10-12 05:51 pm (UTC)
ainteasy: (& that was hazy cosmic jive)
From: [personal profile] ainteasy
Talk like that amounts to false hope. You know them, Peter Quill. You know what they are like.

text »

Date: 2017-10-12 06:07 pm (UTC)
ainteasy: (& it ain't easy)
From: [personal profile] ainteasy
Never that much.

Your laundry hamper is on fire.

text »

Date: 2017-10-12 06:11 pm (UTC)
ainteasy: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ainteasy
[ GUESS WHAT SHE IS NOT DIGNIFYING THAT WITH A REPLY. ]

Date: 2017-10-12 07:54 pm (UTC)
fiercestwarrior: (deadpan)
From: [personal profile] fiercestwarrior
[ Yes, the creature she is currently throwing down with armed only with a sword and shield is indeed very big. About the size of a small palace by Asgardian standards. Yes, Sif was entirely aware of the fact that it was using a time-space distortion device so that it would be able to fit comfortably into the bar where she picked a fight with it.

Yes, she did it simply because she was having a bad day and wanted to hit something. She is, all things considered, pretty emotionally mature for an Asgardian, but "for an Asgardian" remains a pretty important qualifier.

She should also be well aware of the fact that most sane people wouldn't assume that a lone woman willingly picked a fight with an interdimensional being that is currently sporting several mouths, and impressive amount of eyeballs and a disturbing quantity of tentacles. Following that logic, she should therefore not be particularly hard on someone trying to lend a helping hand.

Too bad she doesn't follow that logic.
]

I was managing this perfectly well on my own!

[ This said by a woman who things things are fine when they are on fire. Her perception is sometimes a little on the prideful side, to say the least. ]

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