text; un: gamora

[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]

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?