Starbula Week Day 3 Jealousy
"Ugh! I still don’t get how they fall for his 'charms'." Rocket let out a growl, watching with disgust as Peter flirted with a Kree girl. "And to think Gamora was one of the victims."
Nebula took a sharp breath,, bitting her tongue and jaw tense while throwing daggers at the young girl, which went unnoticed as that stupid naïve kid stared at the man in front of her with hunger.
"This is taking too long." She commented, trying to contain herself. She didn't know why she felt this burning fire in her chest, and why she was so disgusted to see the girl giggling like an idiot and at Peter smirking at her.
"100 credits that girl will end up in his bed." Rocket added as Peter moved much closer to the young Kree, a mischievous gllee in his eyes while bringing an arm around her hip.
"100 that she'll end up with a broken arm." She elegantly sipped her drink and put it down on the bar, standing up from the stool.
"A broken arm? Why would she end up with... Nebula, hey! Hey! Where are you going?!"
That touch was more thanshe could bear. And though she tried to restrain herself from going and interrupting their leader, her emotions took over and with hurried steps she approached the pair of lovebirds.
She didn't care about it was all an act to get information about a group of Kree warlords involved in a secret slavery trade with the Kree empire. She couldn't stand another second as the young girl closed the the distance and was now withing inches of kissing Peter.
"That’s enough fun for the day. I’ll take over from here." She grabbed the kree girl by the throat and dragged her into the nearest private booth, causing a commotion among the other customers in the club. Peter barely had time to react when she had her pressed against the wall with a dagger in her neck.
"what the fuck are you doing?!" Peter demanded at her unexpected outburst.
"You were taking too long.”
"I was just getting started! I had her right where I wanted!"
"Where? Your bed?” She scoffed, eyeing him up and down. “That was your strategy? Say fancy words so she can open her legs.”
“it works better than putting a knife to her throat!”
“But it’s faster. We don’t have time for your stupid games, Star Lord.” She turned to the girl, pressing the blade deeper into the girls neck. “Now you’re going to talk, or your head will be rolling on the floor.”
Peter let out a strangled grunt, throwing an arm in exasperation. “You’re scaring her. Let me do the talking.”
“No, you two talked enough already.”
Peter stared at her with a frown and a raised eyebrow. “Wha—that was the plan! We talked about it on the ship! I have a more friendly face than you bunch of psychopaths!”
“Oooh, cmon! You just want to hook up with her!”
“And?! If that means it’ll get us the info I wouldn’t care having a bit of fun!” He paused when he realized, eyes going wide. “Wooah, hold on are you jealous?!”
She did her best to put on the most mortified expression. “We are trying to dismantle a slaving network and you think I’m jealous?”
“You sound like you are…” The girl mumbled in fear. And Nebula gave her another growl, the blade finally drawing blood.
