𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐲’𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭.

Sipping the coffee she found in the kitchen, it was already late in the afternoon but alas she didn’t care.

-- the spaceship. She was already dressed for the mission at hand, two blasters on both hips. Three knives placed variously, the long rifle on her back and the sword. One could never be *𝒕𝒐𝒐 prepared, especially given their current predicament. Her cloak billowed in the --

-- a great deal of curse words, as her nails dug into the armrest. Just as soon as everything felt like it just started, it was over. She breathed out, blowing the stray hair from her face. When Quill announced that they plus Groot— her eyes widen as she searches for --

𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐞... ↲ The music was practically all she had while 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑮𝑼𝑨𝑹𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑵𝑺 were on the direct path— thoughts interrupted by --

✸ STARTER | MAIN CALL ( ɾevɑmped ) •❥ this, foɾ ɑ smɑll inteɾɑction. •↺ this, to spɾeɑd the woɾd. •↺❥ to be ɑdded to heɾ mɑins list. This is open to MVRP. *semi selective*

// meh. I give up on trying to accomplish something today.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐝--

𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲. 𝐍𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 /𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭/!

𝑨 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒑 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒐. #𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑮𝑶𝑻𝑮