Stargazing • MCU/S. Rogers Fanfic•

5-67: Plan

Kyln

November 2, 2015

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"Listen! I couldn't care less whether you live or whether you die." Quill exclaimed.

"Then why stop the big guy?" Gamora demanded to know, turning around to face him. Quite honestly, Astra was sick of hearing them picker, gave her a headache.

"Simple." He replied smoothly. "You know where to sell my orb."

"How are we gonna sell it if we and it are still here." Astra pointed out the obvious, motioning to their surroundings.

Quill looked very smug and turned slightly to look down at the raccoon. "My friend Rocket, here, has escaped 22 prisons."

"Oh we're getting out." Rocket had his tiny arms crossed as he agreed. "And then we're heading straight to Yondu to retrieve your bounty."

"How much was your buyer willing to pay you for my orb?" Quill asked Gamora.

She didn't want to answer at first, eventually giving in. "4 billion units."

Both Rocket and Quill exclaimed at the amount of units, "What" and "Holy shit" coming out of their mouths. Astra however looked skeptical, either the two have different buyers offering the same amount of units, or they have the same buyer.

"That orb is my opportunity to get away from Thanos and Ronan." She told them, she sounded desperate for it. "If you free us, I'll lead you to the buyer directly and we'll split the profit between the 4 of us."

"I am Groot." Groots voice entered the conversation.

"5 of us." Rocket translated. "Asleep for the danger awake for the money. As per frickin' usual."

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"If we're gonna get out of here we're gonna need to get into that watchtower." Rocket began to explain the plan durning lunch. "And to do that I'm gonna need a few things. The guards wear security bands to control their ins and outs. I need one."

"Will it get this stupid bracelet off me?" The brunette asked him, referring to the piece of metal.

"It should, but then it could also unlock any other locks on people." Rocket told her.

"Leave that to me." Gamora claimed that part of the job.

"That dude there." He continued, referring to the guy they were passing by. "I need his prothetic leg."

"His leg?" Quill asked what everyone was thinking, what would the leg be use used for?

"Yeah." The little guy replied then muttering so only they could hear. "God knows I don't need the rest of him. Look at him he's useless."

"Allright." Quill accepted, claiming that part.

"And finally, on the wall back there is a black panel. Blinky yellow light." He started to wrap up. The others looked behind then to set their sights on just what he was talking about. "You see it?"