Guardians of the Galaxy

Breaking into OrgoCorp

It was time. The hatch opened and we all jumped out the door in multicolored spacesuits. Peter was in yellow, Mantis was in orange, Drax was in Red, Nebula was in green, Gamora was in blue, and I was in violet. Everyone, except Mantis who was flipping around, floated toward the planet

Gamora: There. That's the decompression chamber.

She said as she pointed to a section.

Peter: Lock in. Go.

We pointed the suit laser toward the spot to repel ourselves in as the jets on our backs pushed us forward.

Mantis was still off as we flew towards the spot. We landed as we floated and jumped at the same time, Mantis still stumbled as she bounced in the same direction as us.

Peter: Activate gravity boots and gloves.

They were activated and we finally stopped to stick to the ground, even Mantis who stumbled as she tried to stand.

Blake: Alright, time to crack this egg.

Peter: Nebula, go.

Nebula activated a drill function on her arm and used a laser to start drilling a hole to get through. While we waited, Peter turned off the music to talk to Gamora, but he didn't realize he had the coms on everyone so we heard the conversation.

Peter: So, you really don't remember anything?

Gamora: Like what?

Peter: 'Bout your time with us.

Gamora: No.

Peter: Huh. We were...

Gamora: We weren't anything.

Peter: You and me...

Gamora: That person was some alternate future version of me. It wasn't me.

Peter: We loved each other.

Gamora him a look.

Gamora: I don't think so.

Peter: I know you don't remember any of it. You were everything to me. And I miss you... so much. And, maybe... maybe if you open yourself up to it... there's a possibility...

Gamora: I don't think so, Quinn.

Peter: Quill.

Gamora: Quill. I don't think so.

Peter: Well, what I'm trying to say...

I had enough and butted in.

Blake: Dude, you're not on mute.

Peter: What?

Mantis: Yeah, Peter? You know this is an open line, right? We're listening to everything you're saying.

Drax: And it is painful.

Blake: Very painful. But it was funny for a while.

I said as I cracked up.

Peter: And you're just telling me now?

Nebula: We were hoping it would stop on it's own.

Peter: But I switched it over to private.

Blake: Which one did you push?

Peter: Blue! For the blue suit!

Drax: Oh, no.

Blake: (To Mantis) See, I told you we should've discussed this before left!

Nebula: Blue is the open line for everyone.