Gamora (MCU) (
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cuddlecity2018-01-18 12:11 pm
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Gamora | MCU | OTA
CHARACTERS: Gamora & YOU!
LOCATIONS: best friends rescue, b-sides, shooting range, good times, etc
WARNINGS: none yet
SUMMARY: catch-all for gamora and anyone that wants to meet/speak to her
Gamora was becoming more comfortable with life in Cadelle even if not everyone was particularly comfortable with her. She was still the only one that she was aware of that didn't look immediately Terran and was clearly from somewhere else. It's why she valued the friendships she had.
And the dog that Baby kept at B-Sides just had her thinking more and more about getting her own pet. For a couple of weeks she was one of those annoying people that kept visiting Best Friends Rescue and looking like she wanted to adopt a pet of some variety, but never quite able to decide what. A dog reminded her of Quill (it was a compliment, wasn't it?). A cat seemed more independent like her. They didn't offer up raccoons like Rocket, or little baby trees like Groot. Nothing was like Drax. Not that she should have been trying to recreate her crew with animals.
She had finally discovered the gun range as well, though the guns here seemed primitive compared to the weapons she was used to wielding. It also seemed safer to practice under a controlled environment rather than her apartment or anywhere else.
And then there were nights when sitting around reading up on Earth's history wasn't going to cut it, and she ventured out to the pubs and clubs, but her personal favourite was Good Times where they played the music she had decided was her favourite - nothing new, all the classics - and she could disguise her like of dancing by wearing roller skates and getting as lost in a crowd as a green-skinned alien could.
[ as always feel free to write your own starter with where you want to run into gamora, or hit me up
kindofabigdeal or pm. ]
LOCATIONS: best friends rescue, b-sides, shooting range, good times, etc
WARNINGS: none yet
SUMMARY: catch-all for gamora and anyone that wants to meet/speak to her
Gamora was becoming more comfortable with life in Cadelle even if not everyone was particularly comfortable with her. She was still the only one that she was aware of that didn't look immediately Terran and was clearly from somewhere else. It's why she valued the friendships she had.
And the dog that Baby kept at B-Sides just had her thinking more and more about getting her own pet. For a couple of weeks she was one of those annoying people that kept visiting Best Friends Rescue and looking like she wanted to adopt a pet of some variety, but never quite able to decide what. A dog reminded her of Quill (it was a compliment, wasn't it?). A cat seemed more independent like her. They didn't offer up raccoons like Rocket, or little baby trees like Groot. Nothing was like Drax. Not that she should have been trying to recreate her crew with animals.
She had finally discovered the gun range as well, though the guns here seemed primitive compared to the weapons she was used to wielding. It also seemed safer to practice under a controlled environment rather than her apartment or anywhere else.
And then there were nights when sitting around reading up on Earth's history wasn't going to cut it, and she ventured out to the pubs and clubs, but her personal favourite was Good Times where they played the music she had decided was her favourite - nothing new, all the classics - and she could disguise her like of dancing by wearing roller skates and getting as lost in a crowd as a green-skinned alien could.
[ as always feel free to write your own starter with where you want to run into gamora, or hit me up
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Yeah, I do. It's my thing. I'm really, really good at it. You've ever drive?
[ At the next three, Baby squints, looking straight at Gamora. She has the best poker face he's seen in a long time, and that's saying something, considering he's been working with criminals for years.
Process of elimination. ]
Okay, as much as the duck thing seems unbelievable, David Hasselhoff is even less believable. Sorry, I call shenanigans on this one.
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She came over to him and took his hand to spin around, also choosing to take advantage of the fact that it was just the two of them in the store. ]
Only ships, I've never seen a car like the ones you drive.
[ And then she paused for a moment before smiling. ]
I'm guessing you have the benefit of knowing who that is. You are correct, David Hasselhoff was not his father. A celestial was... a god, of sorts.
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I guess I do have that advantage. Also, if you ever want to learn how to drive, I've been told I'm a pretty good teacher.
[ He twirls with the music, stopping on a beat, before considering what he's going to say. ]
Okay, my turn, let's see... I have tinnitus, I can speak in American Sign Language, and I really hate cinnamon.
no subject
[ Gamora was still catching up on what something Terran things were she let out a frustrated noise before giving a shake of head. ]
What's tinnitus, and sign language?
no subject
[ Baby steps closer to Gamora, and then signs:
tinnitus is a problem with my ears, before he grins ad lets out a chuckle. ]
Sorry, I gave myself away here. Sign language is what it says on the tin - a language made of signs that people who have issues with spoken language use. As for tinnitus, it's this hearing condition. It's like a buzzing in your ears, all the time.
no subject
[ She watched closely, the movement of his hands completely lost on her, but she could understand the use of the signing in context.
And then she smiled a little. ]
I guess so, but I had to ask. It's very clever to use hands to speak. Most I know would just have some kind of implant, or upgrade. It seems strange that you would have buzzing in your ears but listen to so much music... Is that the lie?
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[ His smile turns crooked. ]
We have some technology, back home, for implants to help people hear, but it's very expensive. Easier to learn ASL when you're like my foster dad, and a bit broke, with no health insurance.
[ Shrug. ]
And no, that's a truth. I listen to music to drown out the buzzing. If I let it take over, it can paralyze me, sometimes. It's the only thing I'll hear, and it drives me a little crazy. So I listen to music, and it gives me a beat that I live to.
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[ It was a kind of joke. Gamora couldn't really help it. The difference between driving on a road and piloting a ship still seemed somewhat significant to her. ]
Just when I think I have you figured out. You're quite a special person, Baby.
[ She never would have guessed about the buzzing. She certainly had thought his obsession over music was purely emotional, but she was wrong, and she was happy to be wrong. ]
I don't think there's anyone quite like you.
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Just other people. They can be hard to predict, though.
[ He can't help looking away when she says he's special, unique, his smile turning a little embarrassed. He's not exactly used to compliments - he prefers to dish them out, when it's not about his driving. Driving is the one thing he knows he's exceptional at, and compliments about it has just become background noise. But everything else...
Still weird to hear. ]
I don't know about that...