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godslay) wrote in riverviewlogs2018-01-16 06:44 pm
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( closed ) surprise! you're a dad!
who: Gamora & Peter Quill
what: The portal chucks out baby Groot, and they discover they get to take care of the little menace again.
when: Mid-January
where: Community housing: floor 13, room 4
warnings: A tiny angry tree.
[ Things haven't been tense, per se, but since Peter's powers manifested, they've both been stressed.
Trying to dig up any trace of Ego doesn't yield any results, and for all intents and purposes, it seems that Peter's powers are just a fact now, a reality they're learning to tackle head-on. Gamora is insistent that he practice with the Light, so that his emotional responses don't lead to a wild outburst of energy that could be potentially dangerous. A controlled environment is safer, better, as much as Peter might not want to admit the Light exists in the first place – and Gamora won't budge on their training.
She believes in him – in his capacity to manage his abilities.
But that means they both tend to leave training a little frustrated, and she understands if he's tired, aggravated by how little progress it might seem he's made, but she keeps reminding him that it's a process. Control won't come easily, but it will be worth it – because she does not want to see him wearing one of those suppression collars out of fear.
Tonight, however, is an off night. No work, no training, and they've had a quiet day, much needed as it was. Returning from a walk in the gardens, she leads Peter from the elevator with a bag of food in one hand, his fingers curled in her other. She's ready to settle in for an episode of Pals or some movie, their takeout, then cuddling on the couch, before they both crawl into one of their beds to fall asleep curled up with each other.
(Gamora has suggested they may want to look into a queen bed, rather than the two twins they've had since arrival. She tried to be completely nonchalant about it, too, mentioned over coffee and a bowl of cereal, but it had still been a Big Thing.)
Once inside the apartment, she starts pulling out their food, poking through the boxes. ]
Pick what we're going to watch.
what: The portal chucks out baby Groot, and they discover they get to take care of the little menace again.
when: Mid-January
where: Community housing: floor 13, room 4
warnings: A tiny angry tree.
[ Things haven't been tense, per se, but since Peter's powers manifested, they've both been stressed.
Trying to dig up any trace of Ego doesn't yield any results, and for all intents and purposes, it seems that Peter's powers are just a fact now, a reality they're learning to tackle head-on. Gamora is insistent that he practice with the Light, so that his emotional responses don't lead to a wild outburst of energy that could be potentially dangerous. A controlled environment is safer, better, as much as Peter might not want to admit the Light exists in the first place – and Gamora won't budge on their training.
She believes in him – in his capacity to manage his abilities.
But that means they both tend to leave training a little frustrated, and she understands if he's tired, aggravated by how little progress it might seem he's made, but she keeps reminding him that it's a process. Control won't come easily, but it will be worth it – because she does not want to see him wearing one of those suppression collars out of fear.
Tonight, however, is an off night. No work, no training, and they've had a quiet day, much needed as it was. Returning from a walk in the gardens, she leads Peter from the elevator with a bag of food in one hand, his fingers curled in her other. She's ready to settle in for an episode of Pals or some movie, their takeout, then cuddling on the couch, before they both crawl into one of their beds to fall asleep curled up with each other.
(Gamora has suggested they may want to look into a queen bed, rather than the two twins they've had since arrival. She tried to be completely nonchalant about it, too, mentioned over coffee and a bowl of cereal, but it had still been a Big Thing.)
Once inside the apartment, she starts pulling out their food, poking through the boxes. ]
Pick what we're going to watch.
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He was hoping she'd take the easy bait, would tease him about how much trouble he would surely get himself into if Gamora weren't around to keep him in check. This conversation has taken an odd turn – hell, a lot of their conversations lately have taken odd turns – and he had kind of wanted to recapture the lightness of earlier in the evening.
He licks his lips, resting the box of his food against his leg.
Then, slowly, ]
... I'd be fine. If you wanted to leave. If you had to leave. I mean, I admit, I'd probably hate it, but— I'd get it. If you felt you had to go.
That's what I'm trying to say.
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I understand that.
[ And she does; she knows what he means, knows what he's trying to say, but— ]
That doesn't change the fact that I have no intention of going where you can't follow. They brought us here together, they can send us back together.
[ Because what if it is years? She's not going to leave him by himself, without her or the others, to just... exist. ]
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It might take a while, you know. Years, even.
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[ And even if it does, she'll be right here with him.
She reaches for his hand, tentatively lacing their fingers together. ]
I haven't changed my mind.
[ On this, on staying, on them.
She's in this, wholeheartedly. ]
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I dunno what I'd do without you.
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You won't have to find out.