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“Mongrel, your very presence pollutes the air.”

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Its not about liking the job, its about doing it and getting it done. Something Kraglin knows about first hand. Years ago when he first joined the most hated job was cleaning the ventilation. But he was skinny enough to fit until Peter came along. (thankfully taking said hated job upon his staying) So he can feel for her, the newest . . . What was she? She wasn't crew, but she hadn't been thrown on her ass into space either.

Vella was -- well, he couldn't figure her out. After the first few days, weeks, she never once complained. Only lashing out if pushed too far (as a few crew members had found out.) Otherwise every abuse put forth, said about her, anything; was taken in stride and she did as told. It was creepy. Most of all it made him curious. He had more duties then he once did, one of which was keeping an eye on crew when the Captain wasn't around.

Yet how did one approach her? Hell, he was one of the faces that had antagonized her those first few days. Suspicious of the stowaway that Yondu had decided to let stay. But that's just it. After two days of hazing Kraglin figured it was over and done with. But no. Still it went on, and she let it.

Its well into graveyard shift when he decides to check on her. Although it takes a good deal of time to find her. Whomever sent her to the bowels of the Eclector for, well, whatever they have her doing, needs to be shot. Kraglin was familiar with the layout by now, but still the ship was a behemoth that you could get lost in if not careful. (as he's done it before half awake making a wrong turn on alpha shift)

"Vella?" His voice cuts across the stillness of the vast corridor. He knows she's around this wing working.

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After Nebula left, Gamora felt a sense of remorse and responsibility nipping at her heels even more closely than it had before. There were a lot of things she had, almost inadvertently, done ‘for the galaxy’ but there was just one thing that felt uniquely hers to carry out. The time she spent apart from her family was rare, apart from an hour’s walk occasionally when they were landed and they were driving her insane.

There were some things, though, that she was still unable to tell them about, even when she thought they knew. She didn’t know if she was too afraid or too proud to tell them, but when she saw an ad that sounded inconspicuous enough but that she knew was wrong on the extranet, she had set her jaw, packed a few things, and set out to follow a path she had once been led down herself.

When she came to the little hovel that was a pitiful, unassuming front for a terrible business, she loitered quietly, casually. She knew how to make herself look like she belonged in terrible places doing terrible things. After all, she had done them. When she saw a woman with dark hair and light skin, though, perhaps she was too hasty, too wound up, because all she could do was react. In a moment, her blade was pressed -- threatening but not damaging, yet -- against the woman’s throat.

“Where are they?” she demanded lowly, teeth bared.

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A Kree.

Well, there goes his good mood. 

Forcibly unclenching his fists, the Centaurian tore his eyes away from the lone woman and back to the merchant he was bartering with. Well, it was less a barter and more a demand now; said merchant became the lucky target of his sudden ire.

The little bastard was gonna give him that bobble head doll whether he liked it or not. 

Yondu pocketed the trinket a little more aggressively than necessary, turning on his heel and making to stomp off in a quick retreat - only to slam his shoulder right into the Kree woman’s.

"Watch where yer fuckin’ going.” He snarled at her, yellowed and crooked teeth flashing in a sneer.

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    “It’s no use to fight. There’s no one out there.” 

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       “We became violence when we were young.”         ( @vclla | starter call )

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                ❝I start fights. It’s what I do.❞ The smuggler said it nonchalantly before bringing her drink up to her mouth and drinking from it, still gazing at the woman in front of her with cold, hard eyes. ❝Besides,❞ she said, taking a second to swallow the rest of the alcohol. ❝He had it coming. They always do in a place like this.❞

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           “Let’s pretend for a minute that I do understand what you’re            saying - what does it help us right now? If you haven’t noticed,            we’re surrounded by people who want us dead.”            ( @vclla | starter call )