#;empath {mantis}

[supremescrceress]

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{☆} There hadn’t really been a time to formally MEET everyone until after the FUNERAL. And she felt...conflicted. Her meetings with Tony had never been FRIENDLY, mainly consisting of her defending Stephen to him and YANKING out more information about those last moments of Titan. But his sacrifice had meant something, meant the salvation of everyone else. 

She GRIEVED for her contentious friend. 

Clea found herself standing near Mantis, one of the Guardians--she’d seen them vaguely through her beloved. Her eyes linger on the cup of tea in her hands, before she offers a shy smile to the woman. 

“Mantis, right? I’m...Clea,” she introduced herself. Really, was there a good way of meeting someone at a funeral? “You’re one of the Guardians?” 

[custospericulo]

{☆} “Mantis--you and Drax really need to understand BOUNDARIES. You can’t be lurking in the corner while Peter and I have conversation. It’s...intrusive. How would you feel if I EAVESDROPPED on your private and...intimate conversations?” Gamora quizzes. She’s been meaning to ask since before the BATTLE; but she was thinking about it now. Really, it helped with the NIGHTMARES.

“It cannot be particularly interesting anyway.”

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[custospericulo]

{☆} “How did you even STOW away in there?!” Gamora hisses, lips parted in furious confusion as she glares at the empath. So much for a ROMANTIC getaway with her lover. Really--she can’t comprehend how Mantis was able to sneak aboard the POD but here she was.

Cruising with Peter and Gamora on their way to relax on a BEACH on Xandar. It had been a preplanned, much needed excuse to get some time to themselves. No FRUSTRATING pre-pubescent trees, no ANGRY raccoons and no intrusive invisible men. A quiet rendezvous where they could sleep and swim and snuggle. 

And get MARRIED but that was supposed to be their secret. And now; they were about to LAND on Xandar with their empath aboard.

Damn.

Gamora pinches the bridge of her nose. “It’s fine. We’re already HERE. We’ll just...Mantis, you can sleep in the cabin with us.” At the CONCERNED look from her mate, she held up a hand. “In the LIVING room.”

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