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Peter Parker ([personal profile] st_arkintern) wrote in [community profile] strangetrip2018-05-17 08:18 pm
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[Closed to Rocket] Rocket, man

Peter Parker stood outside the door to his neighbors room, took a breath, and then knocked.

Alec's backpack was gone when he finally went back up to their room and Peter knew from their last fight exactly what that meant.

The only advantage he had over then was that now he had a neighbor. When Alec was angry, most of the time he made noise. If that was the case, Rocket might have seen something -- heard something that would give some idea where he had gone or when he had gone there.

And Peter knew Alec was angry. Alec was upset even before he said that really terrible thing. All Peter could hope for was that he could find him and apologize like he should have to begin with.

Peter attempts to pull together a smile before Rocket answers the door. If he answers the door.
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2018-05-18 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Rocket had been curled up on his bed, drowsing, when the knock at the door sounded. He was instantly awake, because sleeping through sudden noises wasn't good for survival. Also not good for survival was answering a door without knowing who was there, so he dragged a chair over to the door so he could stand on it and look through the peephole. (On tiptoes, fucking humie furniture.)

Ah, the Peter kid. No threat, and he was favorably disposed to the kid as the base reason he had a new grudge project to enjoy. Rocket hopped off the chair and opened the door. "What's up, kid?"
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2018-05-18 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I met him. He took off." With a bag, which was why Rocket hadn't taken the opportunity to start messing with his stuff. It would only get Peter 'til Moron Man cooled off. "After punchin' Quill in the face and venting a lot of stupid and control issues everywhere." And saying flat-out that Rocket didn't count as a person, which signed his eventual death warrant, but wasn't getting mentioned to Peter. "So I'm good with him fucking off and didn't pay attention after."
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2018-05-18 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
Mr. Star-lord? If it hadn't been as thoroughly stupid, Rocket might have started to see Alec's point.

But he didn't. Because stupid. "Oh, yeah, it's just a broken nose. It'll heal up fine." And if Quill freaked out too bad, Rocket would find Pike and see what her terms were like. If she had any. He still wasn't sure about the currency or economy of this place. It'd take more than one day. "Plus he's got a punchable face, can't be the first time it's happened."
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2018-05-18 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Lots, but it ain't your problem." Rocket flicked an ear. "Why?"
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2018-05-18 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, for fuck's sake." Rocket bared his teeth, then stepped back from the doorway. "Get in here, dummy, I'm sick of the hallway."
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2018-05-18 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Rocket kicked the door shut. It made him feel a little better. "Okay, first thing. Lesson one or whatever shit. You don't control other people. When somebody else does something, that's on them. They chose, they did the thing, and if you're the excuse then it maybe sucks for you but you didn't choose or do. Call it the difference between takin' responsibility and admittin' fault, if you wanna get sappy about it. You got that?"
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2018-05-18 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay. Good." The kid was actually listening! And thinking! You had to feel bad for the poor sucker who listened to Rocket of all people, but... well, Rocket was still pretty sure he was right. "So okay. Alec's mad, near as I could tell, because you were happy to hear about whatever Avengers and Thanos shit in Quill's now which is your not yet, an' that's made of a buncha smaller reasons I don't even wanna pick out except he thinks you're definitely gonna die, so since you aren't thinkin' that, you're bein' dismissive or think you're invincible or whatever stupid bullshit." And when you drilled down it seemed to Rocket that there was also an element of 'Alec's pretty sure that Peter can't actually handle himself' but if the kid didn't see it, he was going to for once take the road closer to the high road than not.

Rocket hopped back on his bed and sat down. If Peter wanted to sit, that was fine, but it didn't occur to him to make an invitation. "So Alec decided Quill was feedin' your 'delusions' an' that got Quill a punch in the face. Me, I don't think so and told him so at fuckin' length."
Edited 2018-05-18 04:56 (UTC)
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2018-05-18 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
Rocket spread his arms in a 'look at me' kind of way. Because yeah - people saw a cute little animal, or some weird thing they didn't have to take seriously. Until he made them, applied gunfire, explosions, and violence to the problem. And then they saw a terrifying little monster thing, which was a little better and usually the best he could do. (Quill and Groot were the only ones who'd ever seen him right, from the start, until Gotham.)

"I been doin' my thing all my life, kid." Most of it, anyway. The parts that weren't the labs or the fuzzy indistinct blob of nonsentience before that. "It ain't a deathwish, it's just the only way I can go an' still be someone who likes livin'. So I figured we're the same, there."
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2018-05-18 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Usually I start killing an' don't stop 'til the survivors shut up an' fall in line." It was not a joke. "After a while, word got around enough so's I could threaten and get the same effect, but I still did body-count reminders sometimes. Won't work here, though. I'll have to find a new angle. Won't work for you either, we're not that much the same."
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2018-05-19 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, it's a specialized thing." Rocket's love of murder wasn't necessarily evangelical. He didn't need company, even if company was sometimes fun, and having a friend who could look and be sweet and innocent was useful. Groot had been good for that, everybody liked Groot.
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2018-05-19 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Dunno yet. I'll figure somethin' out." It wasn't entirely true, because he already had a few revenge plots brewing for Alec. It was a pity there were no fake limbs anywhere for him to steal.
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2018-05-19 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Shit, I didn't plan a series. I just say stuff." Rocket's ears flattened briefly. This was the danger of earnest kids, clearly - you imply you have more than one life lesson and they believe you. "I guess prob'ly somethin' like 'you do you'. People're always going to say stupid shit about what's possible. But if it's you, do it anyway. An' on the flip side, if it ain't you? It's not a bad thing if you hard pass." Obvious, but sometimes humies needed to be told obvious things. Like it wasn't real unless somebody outside their heads said it.
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2018-05-19 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay, seriously, lesson three: cut out the Mister shit. Or at least go with 'Mr. Quill'. You do realize absolutely nobody calls him that stupid made-up name, right? He keeps tryin'ta make it happen an' it's just... it's hilarious and kinda sad." Rocket followed the kid's look to the door, then flicked one ear. "Eh. Sure, shouldn't be a problem." Because, of course, if Rocket saw him, ultimately probably a lot of people were going to know about it. Peter might well be one of them!
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2018-05-19 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I promise not to set your room on fire while you're gone." The other Guardians would, on hearing that, immediately start worrying about everything Rocket wasn't promising not to do to their room. Peter... probably didn't quite realize all of how Rocket worked, yet.