getoffmyearth | EXSILIUM; IC INBOX

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EXSILIUM; IC INBOX

"Hi, you've reached Star-Lord. I'm probably off saving the universe right now. If it's an emergency, keep trying and I'll get back to you when I'm done rescuing the galaxy and not dying horribly. Otherwise, leave a message and I'll get to it.........when I get to it."

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I see you've been paying attention to what the majority has actually been getting up to lately. No, we probably count. Not until the majority decides to remove their heads from where the sun don't shine.

Hard to miss it. My girl's been working overtime. The problem is the lack of a chain of command. We have no leaders and I doubt anyone wants one here.

Your girl?

[Peter you should talk you have a team. Ish. They're on the fence about whether or not they're still a team without much of a purpose around here. Or apparently Adam is? The Guardians always have drama.]

Nothing's gonna get off the ground, I guarantee it. No one will ever agree to thoroughly cede authority to it, there are too many factions with too little to unite them. They don't have enough of an institution to enforce anything. I wouldn't listen. I mean, I don't answer to a particular government or institution back home anyway, but that's sort of the point of something like the Guardians of the Galaxy, operating on a broader scale, and I like most of the people back home well enough. I know them and I know what they can and can't be trusted to do and who they'll go to war with and what they'll unite to face. I can't say the same for anybody else here.

No offense. I like you too. But I don't think this whole thing makes us old war buddies yet.

Girlfriend.

[ As for the rest, he says everything she already knows. ]

I'm not here to make buddies.

Ok, that was my second guess.

[He really wanted it to be like, informant or something. But hey, they've got Phyla and Moondragon, it's not like this is anything to sneeze over.]

Well I'm here anyway, and you contacted me, so you might be stuck with me.

I can live with that.

[ If Peter hadn't been an astronaut or anyone with actual experience, he would have been another nameless, faceless Transport to her. ]

Good.

Anyway, re: the suits, I don't mind handing one over to you. But I'm dead serious about not going out there alone.

Who said I was going alone?

[ Hi, Peter you are stuck with this rude woman for life. ]

Well, I do still take my warning about cabin fever seriously. Even if no one else does.

[Just what he always wanted. Actually, though, those tend to be good for him. Some of his best friends are rude...women...........they're rude anyway.]