This is just a quick little challenge my friends and I are doing. There is a second version of this book out there, showing the different perspectives and filling in the obvious plot holes in this one. Like I said, just a fun little challenge.
It was now the warm morning from the astonishing night Thor set up for Isa. It was a warm goodbye and Isa felt proud that she was going to leave on a good note.
Isa stood up from her large bed and looked in her wardrobe, all of the Queen like gowns did not support her style.
She decides to materialize her own outfit, to fit herself better. She ties up her hair in a tight clip, and starts using her power.
With ease, she creates a slick black, armor-like outfit, which was tight around her hourglass figure.
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She looks at herself in the mirror that claimed the wall, and couldn't help but smile. It was a drastic change, but it felt more like... her.
She hears a mysterious knock on her door.
"Come in!" She yells, fixing her belt that held an old weapon Thor gave her.
The door slightly opens, as if someone was making sure to not intrude on something, and then walks in.
"You look different!" Peter says with a warm smile, admiring her sleek outfit. "What's the occasion?" Peter, who has now been a guest in the palace for about three days, causally speaks. Finally both felt comfortable around each other than they have with others.
"Is different bad?" She asks, fixing loose strands in her hair as he takes a seat. "No no, different is good."
A moment of silence passes between the two, both knowing he had more to say. "—it's just that I thought you were a goddess, shouldn't you be wearing those fancy cloaks?"
"They're gowns and no. I may be a goddess, but truth be told, I rather be on Earth."
His eyes widen, "You've been to Earth?"
"I even worked with your sister."
He laughs, "How'd you put up with her?"
"I managed....before she was fired." Isa managed to break it to him, in the quietest way possible, and he stands.
"Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later..."
He starts to walk towards Isa, fixing his Walkman.
"I invited her to join the team but...it seems she made her decision and paid for it. I still have room for one more~~"
Isa faces the raggedy bounty hunter, "Is this your sly way to ask me to be on the team?"
They were closer than arms length, both looking into each other's eyes enchanted.
"What if it is?"
"Then I'll accept, Mr. Star Lord." He looks at her with a proud look on his face, until she pointed at something at his chest.
"What?" She flicks his chin up, an old Earth trick.
