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She had learned long ago it was always easier to throw a grenade and walk away without looking back to see the blast and the blood and the wreckage she left in her wake. She had chewed her way through the guts of this galaxy and never once turned to witness the smoldering remains. It was the only way she ever managed to keep walking. She always had a job—and the results of it were someone else’s. That was how the universe moved.

But she had made a mistake. She had turned around. She had lingered too long and now it was swallowing her, that stupid sentiment that would someday get her killed, accompanied by the relief that always came with sinking into her nature like it was soft snow.

— Mackenzie Lee, Gamora and Nebula

Comments

[inferiority_complex]

Since I took you off mute a few days ago.

Did you want to go back to threatening to gut me instead?

[furibund]

Turn it back off.

Like I said: Gonna keep asking stupid questions?

[inferiority_complex]

Nope. Keeping it on.

Look, do you want to go guy some things in the woods with me or not?

In case it wasn't obvious, the thing you are gutting is not me.

[furibund]

Damn. Here I was sharpening my sword.


[ A "Nebula is typing," cinematic and then - ]

It might amaze you to do know I don't kill creatures unless they deserve it.

[ These days. Pointed. He totally deserved the threat, but - ]

What is it you're looking for?

[inferiority_complex]

[So was now the time to point out that he totally killed creatures that might or might not deserve it? So, he got where Nebula had been coming from. Rude still? Yeah, but he got it]

Pretty much anything. I got sucked in here without a lot of magical supplies so I need anything and everything. Herbs, roots, monster guts. Pig hooves if anyone's not like, stewing them.

You seem like interesting company.

[furibund]

This place is full of them, you shouldn't have any trouble.

[ A good thing her annoyed, "not like I can find things to repair my body as easily," can't come through. ]

[ Though there's that weird thing about people around here going "you seem fine," that makes her want to laugh. She doesn't. ]

Bet you say that to everyone.

[inferiority_complex]

So does that mean you don't want to go skipping through the woods with me?

Minus the skipping?

[furibund]

Minus the skipping.

[ ugggh ]

I can make sure you don't get yourself killed.

[inferiority_complex]

You have such confidence in my abilities.

Gee thanks.

[furibund]

You haven't exactly shown aptitude for the wild.

[inferiority_complex]

Okay so the woods are a little different than wandering around the Underworld.

Friend ≠ Babysitter

[furibund]

I'm still trying to figure out how you came to friends.

[inferiority_complex]

[Chris came to 'friends' the same way he came to it with his underworld contacts. Sheer persistence, stubbornness, manipulation and trade. Thankfully only the first two applied to the situation with Nebula.]

What you don't want to be friends?

I'm hurt.

[furibund]

[ Chris is in luck that the dice are nice to him. ]

I didn't say that.

If you're hurt that easily you need to toughen up. I'm not "friendly".

[inferiority_complex]

I guess sarcasm doesn't come across in brain text.

[furibund]

That was sarcasm? Could've fooled me.

[ She only 50% decided it was sarcasm, the rest just sounded like what she knew of him so! is this sarcasm or biting teasing??? who knows ]

[inferiority_complex]

When are you going to figure out that you don't scare me?

But sure, keep trying with that tough act.


[Okay that was a lie, you in fact did scare him Nebula, quite a lot.]