@ peter quill.
Rocket almost hissed at the word as it snapped him from a small trance, "Please, she's prettier than that."
Quietly he debated about replying right away, guessing that he'd be able to hide his lack of pants from the camera if he sat at the table (atop what, a stack of manuals or a box? something like that) rather than stood on it, only to decide that he'd do it at night when he'd finally gotten real privacy. Or sort of real privacy. Apparently a new member had joined the ship's crew, some asshole in a Nova uniform who was rambling on about a captured ship, and he knew it would only make quarters feel even closer than they already did.
"She's an otter, thank you." He eventually continued his thought as he shut down the system for the moment and meandered off to find a pair of pants, "Just because all you bipeds look the same don't mean I go around accusing everyone you of being Kree, moron."
Rocket almost hissed at the word as it snapped him from a small trance, "Please, she's prettier than that."
Quietly he debated about replying right away, guessing that he'd be able to hide his lack of pants from the camera if he sat at the table (atop what, a stack of manuals or a box? something like that) rather than stood on it, only to decide that he'd do it at night when he'd finally gotten real privacy. Or sort of real privacy. Apparently a new member had joined the ship's crew, some asshole in a Nova uniform who was rambling on about a captured ship, and he knew it would only make quarters feel even closer than they already did.
"She's an otter, thank you." He eventually continued his thought as he shut down the system for the moment and meandered off to find a pair of pants, "Just because all you bipeds look the same don't mean I go around accusing everyone you of being Kree, moron."
December 19th, 2014 at 12:15am