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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

[godwins]

[ Bucky can take the hint. It's not like he's any good at talking about sappy stuff, anyway. So, what he says, swallowing that bit of awkward silence, is: ]

Just as well. I'm an American, and I don't go in for that kinda thing.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter breathes out a laugh, something a little relieved, if he's honest. ]

Yeah? Me too, actually. I was from Missouri.

[godwins]

I was born in Indiana. But I'm not really from there.

[nostalgiabomb]

That so?

Where are you "from" then, if you don't mind my asking?

[godwins]

Nowhere, really. I grew up all over. [ And then, because he doesn't want anyone to accuse him of being poetic: ] Army brat.

[nostalgiabomb]

Ah. Gotcha.

Explains why you seem so keen to ignore orders, then.

[ an extended form of teenage rebellion?? Peter's seen enough John Hughes movies to recognize the signs. ]

[godwins]

Nah, I learned that after I enlisted.

[ He does sound like a teenager. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He snorts out a laugh. ]

Seriously? I thought the military was supposed to, like, instill a respect of authority or whatever? I'm pretty sure that's what all the push-up are for.

[godwins]

Why? What do you know about it?

[ Bucky's experience is a little bit tilted. People always broke the rules for him. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

Only what I've seen on movies and TV.

[ And cartoons and comics, whenever Gramps let him take a look at those old issues of Captain America.

... admittedly, none of these are a particularly accurate. ]

Apparently it's a lot of running laps, a lot of push-ups, and a lot of making beds.

[ sprinkle in the occasional bouts of screaming from a drill sergeant, and you have Peter's understanding of basic training. ]

[godwins]

[ Cripes, don't even get him started on Captain America comics. ]

Well, I don't like to brag, but I've done a lot of KP duty. Still, you think the whole point of the army is basic training?

[nostalgiabomb]

... "KP"?

[ the movies don't cover acronyms, apparently. ]

I mean, obviously there's the whole defending your country part, but that kinda goes without saying.

[godwins]

Kitchen Patrol. When you gotta peel potatoes in the back of the canteen.

Anyway, it's the defending your country that's the big order. I figure most other stuff's negotiable. [ This is... not how it actually works. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter's pretty sure that's not how it works, either, which is why he snorts out a disbelieving laugh. ]

Is it, though? I thought soldiers were supposed to listen to orders from higher-ups. Like, when someone says jump, you ask, "How high?"

[godwins]

Well, I hope not too high. That'd give away your location.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Another quick chuckle. ]

... Fair point.

[godwins]

The leader of my squad was a guy I'd follow anywhere. Doesn't mean I'm some kinda faithful sidekick. [ Like a dog. Those are words you'd use to describe Lassie! ]

You can't believe everything's like they tell it in the newsreels.

[nostalgiabomb]

Alright, I get you.

[ And he does sound earnest enough as he says it. ]

But the guy you were following. He didn't, like, treat you crappy for disobeying orders or whatever?

[godwins]

Nah. He— [ he can't bring himself to say 'he was' ] he's a real sap.

What about you? Got anyone to boss you around?