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[godslay]

A Public Service Announcement:

Star-Lord is the handsomest, funniest, most modest guy around with the sweetest singing voice and the sickest dance moves. It’s an absolute privilege and delight to call him a friend. My days are enriched for knowing him and fuller for speaking with him.

Everyone adores him. They think he’s a righteous dude.





P.S. – Gamora, you shouldn’t leave your comm lying around unlocked. xoxo Star-Lord

Comments

[godslay]

[ Gamora purses her lips, though the expression of displeasure goes unseen. ]

He is the one passed that information on to me.

[ She hadn't liked that answer much. ]

It seems many of us have enemies in the pods.

[unprays]

I'm sorry it wasn't better news.

[ and she doesn't sound like she's only saying that — she knows all too well how it feels, to look in the face of people who have done horrible, terrible things to you and your loved ones and knowing that one day, they could wake up. ]

It seems they don't care who they save, in the end. Or whether those people are even worth saving.

[godslay]

I'm sure they would claim it's unbiased.

[ Thanos would probably approve, in his own twisted way. ]

[unprays]

It's stupid.

[ see why her and Rocket get along so well... ] If they want us to help Olympia and Wyver get along, the last thing they need is people who would love nothing better than war and chaos.

[godslay]

I agree.

[ You're definitely preaching to the choir, Sansa. ]

The fact that they won't even take into consideration whether or not they should get rid of some they already saved is troubling.

[unprays]

I wonder how many of us will need to be hurt at the hands of those people until they will.

[ or if they will, even then. ]