See? Yeah! Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about! More weapons, a couple blasters here, maybe an energy booster there —
[ Rocket hums, half in his own myriad of thoughts and plans and ideas so that this man could probably walk away and Rocket wouldn't even notice.
(And then he'd notice and call him an a-hole for leaving without a word. But you can't win with him sometimes.) ]
Security system in this thing's a crapshoot too. [ He could steal it right now if he wanted to, but maybe guarding galaxies has taught him it's better to restrain those sticky fingered urges every now and then.
That and prison's a drag; he doubts that this world is any exception. ] But I like the colour.
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[ Rocket hums, half in his own myriad of thoughts and plans and ideas so that this man could probably walk away and Rocket wouldn't even notice.
(And then he'd notice and call him an a-hole for leaving without a word. But you can't win with him sometimes.) ]
Security system in this thing's a crapshoot too. [ He could steal it right now if he wanted to, but maybe guarding galaxies has taught him it's better to restrain those sticky fingered urges every now and then.
That and prison's a drag; he doubts that this world is any exception. ] But I like the colour.