After being found on a planet, Y/n had always grown up learning how to fight and steal stuff, considering she was raised by the Ravagers, or one certain Ravager in general. And now, in her late teenage years, she finds herself living with the man wh...
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THE HALLWAYS ALL around a certain building in Knowhere were dark, only a bit of light to let the people walking through see enough so they actually knew where they were going and heading into the direction they needed to go towards. The bar that the group of six had once been in was now back to normal, people having forgotten the fight against the raccoon, Drax and the tree as they had been staring at the group while Rocket yelled out words that made him hold back his tears.
Now, the group, minus Drax, found themselves following behind the buyer's, the one they were to meet with, servant, Carina, as she held her hands clasped together, arms bent and stretched with her posture straight.
As they headed inside a large room that held glass tanks full of different creatures inside, Y/n found herself sharing a slight nervous glance with Rocket, both silently agreeing with one another that whatever place they were in at the moment, was creepy in their opinion. The group had seemed to ease up a bit after the bar fight against the three members in the group, but it would still play in the back of their minds at times.
"We house the galaxy's largest collection of fauna, relics, and species of all manner." Carina tells them as she stops just a bit away from a man, turning to face the group. "I present to you, Taneleer Tivan, the Collector."
Slowly, at the announcement of his name, the Collector turns around to see the group there, revealing his face. This was the buyer Gamora had told them about as the group, other than Gamora, looked at his attire.
He wore fancy-like clothing, his white hair standing up and matching the fur scarf-like clothing he held over his shoulders and arms in a fancy manner. Gamora steps forward as the Collector takes off his glasses he had been wearing, softly grabbing Gamora's hand and pressing a kiss to her palm.
"Oh, my dear Gamora. How wonderful to meet in the flesh." Tivan states.
"Let's bypass the formalities, Tivan." Gamora replies. "We have what we discussed."
"What is that thing there?" Tivan asks, his eyes having casted over her shoulder and right at Groot.
"I am Groot." Groot speaks up.
Tivan steps past Gamora and towards the tree. "I never thought I'd meet a Groot. Sir... you must allow me to pay you now so that I may own your carcass. At the moment of your death, of course."
"I am Groot." Groot repeats.
"Why, so he could turn you into a fricking chair?" Rocket questions in addition.
Tivan raises a brow, looking to Quill. "That's your pet?"
"His what?" Rocket exclaims in anger, reaching for his gun.
