strangetrip | Warm Jelly Donut

Clarice still didn't sleep in her room. There were trust issues and decorating taste issues, but she was spending more time at the 'compound' as she called the Inn. Since the inhibitor collar was removed, Clarice's powers had been broken. She was pretty sure it had to do with everything that had happened to her, at least she hoped so.

So far everything that she'd tried to teleport came back split in two, even after she'd visited the places. Sometimes, it wouldn't hold true and fizzle out after a couple of minutes. The frustration was growing and she knew that made it even worse. She could hear John in her ear to concentrate on something you like.

She sat in the lobby, in one of the padded chairs, with a glowing light between her hands and a bunch of tennis balls at her feet. There was a light from the ceiling above, that correlated to the one between her hands. Clarice picked up one of the balls and tossed it through the teleport only to have two halves fall at her feet.

"Warm Jelly Donut."

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"Clarice." She offered and settled in the chair more comfortably. "Why do they call you Star-Lord?"

Clarice thought back to the conversation with Emma and another version of her with the name Blink What was it with weird codenames, other her included.

"Because it's cool?" He answered, then added. "Plus my friends are I? The Guardians of the Galaxy. We go around pretty much protecting different planets from their eminent demise."

He shrugged as if to say 'no big deal.' But it kind of is a big deal.

"So you stop global warming and volcanoes?" Clarice knew that wasn't what he'd meant but it was easy to tease. "Like Johnny Appleseed planting apple trees?"

"Uh, yeah, if that's what the planet needed." Quill lied, visibly caught off guard with her assumption. "But more often it's like kicking a bad-guys ass who has some big cool dangerous weapon."

"Cool dangerous weapon?" Clarice asked curiously. "Like machines that hunt for a specific species?" She was thinking of the Sentinels that hunted those with the X mutation gene.

"Uh, yeah. Sure." He said with a nod and slight shrug. "It's it's terrorizing the planet, than yeah. The last person we stopped was my dad. Turns out he was a big tool who was trying to take over most of the planets."

"What if it's only terrorizing a small part of the planet?" She asked with an arched eyebrow.

"And, that's harsh about your dad." Clarice couldn't really sympathize, she was in the foster system most of her life, but she could recognize how much that would suck.

He shrugged in reference to his dad. Quill didn't want to dwell. He didn't deal with things as a general rule.

"You sound like you're coming from experience," He said. "Is this on your planet? What's happening?"

"Yeah, they like to hunt down people that are different than them." Clarice motioned toward her eyes and then pulled back her hair enough that he could see her pointed ears. "They're good at sniffing out mutants."

Quill frowned and looked unhappy about that.

"What the hell planet is that?" He said, "Because they need to get their priorities in check. I'm friends with a lot of people who look weird and they're all good friends."

Clarice was a little taken aback by the question despite knowing he was probably from another place. "Uh, Earth. Atlanta to be exact, but I'm sure Sentinel Services has the technology in other parts of the US."

"What? No way." He said in disbelief. "Earth? Really? Dude, are you sure? Because I met some people from Earth with weird powers and they didn't seem the persecuted type."

He stops to consider.

"Has to be a different Earth," He concluded.

Clarice arched an eyebrow at him, "what exactly is a persecuted type?"

"Uh," Quill said, feeling like he was wading into some deep lake he didn't want to swim out further into. "I mean they seemed to want to save the people of Earth, not let most of them die?"

"Nice save." Clarice said with amusement.

"The X-men were like that but they bailed when the world went to shit." To be fair, no one knew what happened to them, but Clarice believed it was premeditated.

"Sounds like a group of losers," Quill said. "For the record, if the Guardians had been around, we wouldn't have abandoned anyone."

Quill wanted to make sure that was said.

"Yeah? What would you have done in a world that hunts mutants?" It was an unfair question, especially since you couldn't change hatred and fear. She asked it anyway.

"Uh, stop them?" He said as if the answer were obvious. "Kick everyone's ass who thought otherwise and if that didn't work then I'd just kick all the d-bags off the planet entirely."

Clarice chuckled at that, it might be a little evil chuckle. "I doubt you'd be able to kick all the mutant hating people off of Earth but I like the thought." It was a nice thought especially after arriving from being a lab rat.

"Stranger things have happened, trust me." He said with a smile. "But at least you're here now, right? Away from all those idiots."

"So far." Clarice admitted. "It's easy to get along when most of the people here are freaks." Which she actually didn't mind.

"Hey," He said, obviously feigning being upset. "Speak for yourself, lady."

Quill then winked and grinned.

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