aubergines | ( #002 ) FAKE MARRIED AU

[ She sees him trying to aim his blaster and there's a moment when, despite her distinctive figure and all, it isn't entirely clear who he's aiming for-- ]

--Quill!

[ --she says, with a lot of emphasis because holy shit she finds herself pushing off the ground with her arms and having to contort her body oddly to make sure the blast hits the phantom and only the phantom. Thankfully, it works, and Kasumi's just looking at Peter in his post-flashbang state as the phantom's screams die out (the rest of her dies out too, of course.

The look on her face just says, That was way too close for comfort and I appreciate the assist but I could have handled her myself. ]

[ Peter pulls a face behind his mask, even if she can't see it, and even if he can't quite make out her expression, what with the hood obscuring her face and all, and his vision still being at about 60%. Still, he's heard that tone of voice before -- hears it on an almost daily basis from various members of his crew -- and recognizes it for what it is. ]

Thanks, and you're welcome.

[ He shuts his eyes, tipping his head back against the wall with a quiet clink as the metal of his mask meets the surface. Any second now that ringing in his ears will go away. Yep. Any time now. ]

Fuckin' hate flashbangs.

Yup, though I will say that they're amazing if you're not on the receiving end.

[ She moves to get herself back on her feet, breathing softly but heavily and still half-keeping an eye out for any more cloaked surprises. ]

Besides the side effects of a flashbang--you're not hurt, are you?

[ He holds up a hand to give her a thumbs up. ]

Aside from my pride? Just peachy. [ He opens his eyes, and his vision has more or less cleared up at this point. He gets himself to his feet, brushing himself off. ]

What about you? You good?

[ She looks down at herself as though she has to check. ]

Maybe just a scratch somewhere? Could have been worse. [ She shrugs. ] As in, could have gotten completely fried by your blasters worse.

[ Seriously why would you try to shoot someone right after getting flashbang'd ]

[ Because he is a goddamn idiot. ]

Please, Goto. A month ago Groot nearly crushed Rocket when he was throwing dudes around. Three days ago Rocket shot at a guy between Drax's legs. Last week Drax tossed Gamora an active grenade. Two weeks ago, Gamora threw a knife right past my ear to hit a guy sneaking up on me. [ He uses his thumb to indicate the knife's trajectory, adding in a quiet, fffftang for effect. ]

Nearly killing each other is kind of what we do. The nearly is super important, there.

[ He moves over, claps a hand on her shoulder. ]

Welcome to the team.

[ She looks at his hand on her shoulder and then at him as her skeptical look quickly brightens into one of amusement. She certainly wasn't expecting a 'welcome to the team,' like, ever, but hey, she'll take it even if it's meant as a joke. ]

What? Me? This is such an honor, Star-Lord, I. I don't know what to say.

--Speaking of the team, though, we should probably let them know what's going on so we can get the hell out of here.

Sure thing.

[ He turns briefly, hand going to his ear. (When he was younger, he always thought that was kind of funny. A near universal sign for, "I have a high tech comm and I'm talking to someone."

What follows is a quick conversation of, with Peter repeatedly telling them how fucked up this place is. (They're turning 'em into Husks. I mean, what the fuck, right?) Eventually he gets to the point at hand and gives them coordinates for a rendezvous point. He turns back to Kasumi. ]

We'll need to meet 'em. Don't really fancy the idea of having the Milano land anywhere near this complex.

[ While he's chatting on the comm, she's totally making a show of how he's not getting to the point, tapping her foot and folding her arms and looking at the pretend watch on her wrist. Eventually her eye wanders over to the dead phantom at their feet and she does what the Kasumi would do and. Takes a souvenir. That being the phantom's blade.

By the time he's done, though, she's resumed her usual stance, hiding the blade behind her back like a child hiding something from her parent. ]

Oh, yeah, that sounds good.

[ He blinks and-- there's something weirdly stiff and guilty about her posture. ]

... What's wrong? [ And he sounds suspicious, and his eyes are narrowed, even if she can't see it. There's something about that stance that reminds him of when Drax or Rocket are smuggling one too many knives or grenades off the Milano and know Peter told them to do otherwise. ]

[ Kasumi? Guilty? Noooooo. You're totally imagining things! ]

Hm? Nothing's wrong.

[ She's not really making any effort to hide her cheekiness at stealing this phantom's blade. Probably because she's busy already imagining where on her shelves she's going to put it that most says, take that you Cerberus phonies, or if she's going to mount it on one of the walls... ]

Kasumi, seriously. What have you got behind your back?

[ She's just smiiiling as she holds her hands up like she's just been told to drop her weapons and put her hands up, except she's still totally holding the blade in one of her hands. ]

[ The look on his face is one that looks so unimpressed, made clear by the shake of his head and his heavy sigh. ]

Seriously, Goto? What, rocks aren't cuttin' it for you anymore?

[ She pouts at him, and it's probably the best pout to ever be pouted this side of the galaxy because she has to compensate for the fact that the upper half of her face is shadowed by her hood. ]

Can I keep it... pretty please?

[ ... Considering the intimidating way his eyes glow red with this mask on, his hard stares are usually amplified, like, a million times.

But-- the overwhelming power of that pout-- god damn you, Kasumi Goto. ]

Fine. But don't come cryin' to me when you accidentally skewer yourself on it.

[ Victory. ]

Quill, please. Remember who you're talking to.

[ Never mind the fact that she's now tossing the blade so that it's spinning a couple times in the air before she catches it--by the hilt of course--in her hand. Don't try this at home, kids. ]

[ He totally steps back when she does that, because he does not want to be stabbed today, thanks very much.

When she's done, though, he huffs a breath. ]

Show-off.

C'mon, let's head out. I don't want them thinking we got ourselves killed and try to take my ship.

A girl can have a little style now and then, can't she?

But yeah, let's blow this popsicle stand. I'm so done with Cerberus.

[ Fun stuff aside, Kasumi's itching to warn Shepard--or anyone, really--but especially Shep. What she doesn't know, though, is that her favorite commander is at the very same moment coming upon the same discoveries on Horizon. ]

( #002 ) FAKE MARRIED AU

i was beginning to think you forgot about lil' ol' me ;o;

neverrrr. i just forgot how to push buttons ;3;

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