Stargazing • MCU/S. Rogers Fanfic•

5-68: Walkman

Kyln

November 2, 2015

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"How are we going to leave." Drax asked impatiently and drones began shooting at the watchtower.

"Well, he's got a plan, right?" Quill asked Rocket, who was still sliding from control to control. "Or is that another thing you made up?"

"I got a plan. I got a plan." Rocket assured them.

"Cease your yammering and relieve us from this irksome confinement." The destroyer spoke calmly.

"Yeah," Quill agreed, looking out the window. "I'll have to agree with the walking thesaurus on that one."

Drax had a straight face as he looked at Quill, but still seemed defensive. "Do not ever call me a thesaurus."

"It's just a metaphor dude." Quill explained to him, a look of frustration written on his face. Gamora and Astra shared a look of annoyance while the guys bickered.

"His people are completely literal." Rocket told him. "Metaphors are gonna go over his head."

"Nothing goes over my head." Drax claimed. "My reflexes are to fast. I would catch it." 

Astra decided to test that claim and punched his face using the back of her hand while also looking forward. "Not that fast." She mumbled as he glared down at her. "You want to kill me? Go ahead and try." She threatened, glaring right back at him with fire in his eyes.

Gamora had a blank look as she stared at absolutely nothing. "I'm gonna die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy." She mumbled.

Coming through the large doors, members of the Nova Corp entered carrying they strongest guns." Those are some big guns." Quill stated.

"Really?" Astra said sarcastically. "Thank you captain obvious for that bit of information." Her hand then went to her face as she looked down in shame. "I've made many mistakes in my life but this has to be in the top 5."

The first shot came quickly, the fire disappearing and revealed the glass cracking. "Rodent, we are ready for your plan." Gamora insulted.

"Hold on!" He exclaimed. Rocket worked at a fast pace, tapping screens and connecting wires.

The second shot hit the window to the left. "I recognized this animal." Drax realized while watching Rocket. We'd roast them over the fire as children. Their flash was quite delicious."

"Not helping!" Rocket exclaimed, the brunette in the area moved yet, a bit further away from the big man.

The third shot his the window to the left. They group knew the next shot would be lethal. Before the shot could have been fired, Rocket connected the final two wires. The guards looked around confused at the sudden change in atmosphere, then began levitating. Astra bent over, looking at the recent commands. "He turned off the artificial gravity everywhere but in here." She realized, giving Rocket an impressed look.

Their part of the tower also began levitating as the drones flew over, attaching themselves to the pod and began to fly them out of there. The drop down, surprised everyone, Gamora grabbed her sister before Astra could fly backwards. "I told you I had a plan." Rocket spoke up flying them into a narrow pathway. They bumped from side to side, until finally the flying tower hit a wall, stopping it. Making one final move to close the door the group was safe for the moment.

"That was a pretty good plan." Quill admitted and Rocket gave a look of 'did you have any doubts.'

They entered the room and began scavenging for their belongings. Astra opened her chest revealing her satchel and opened the black bag up. The only thing she was worried about, was her ring. The little diamond sparkled lightly and Astra sighed in relief.

"Yeah! There it is. Get my ship." Quill pointed thought the window. "It's the Milano. The orange and blue one in the corner."

Astra fastened the bag across her body and ran out in the ships direction. "They crumpled my pants up in a ball! That's rude. They folded yours" She could hear Rocket complain from behind her.

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"How's he gonna get to us?" Rocket exclaimed, Quills ship was floating in front of Kyln as they waited for the human to get there.

"He declined to share that information with me." Gamora replied from the one of the back seats, Astra in the one beside her.

"Well, screw this then. I ain't waiting around for no homie with a death with. You got the orb, right?" Rocket asked. He wants to leave Quill here? Astra thought. Looking back at the prison.

"Yes." Her sister answered and looked through the bag, relieving nothing but an empty plastic bag. Gamora angrily threw it to her left and grunted in frustration.

"Damn. Remind me never to count of you people." Astra muttered, staring out the window.

"If we don't leave now we're gonna be blow to bits." Rocket proclaimed.

"No!" Gamora soured at Rocket. "We're not leaving without the orb."

Turning the corner of the large prison, Quill went flying in. Drax being the first to see him and declares. "Behold." Gamora stood from her seat to open the entryway, Drax and Astra following.

"This one shows spirit." Drax claimed, helping Gamora pull Quill up. "You shall make a keen ally in the battle against Ronan. Companion, what were you relieving?" Quill handed Drax his walkman and the large man observed it. "You're an imbecile."

Astra took it from Drax's hands. "A walkman?" She exclaimed holding it up. "Firstly, this reminds me of my childhood. And secondly, you risked you like fo this?"

"Of course I did." Quill responded simply while Astra gave him a blank stare.

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