Liz meets Quill log (backdated May 24)
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st_hotflashesPeter Quill sat at the cafe eating what could quite possibly be described as a 'ginormous' subway sandwich. It didn't look perfect. He had made it himself. However, it was spectacular as it seemed to have every cold cut and condiment at the inn somehow present within the two buns.
Liz saw the man who she knew now was Star-Lord. She had to wonder if that was his actual name - it sounded much more like a superhero name rather than a name someone gave their child - but he was from space, so maybe that was normal?
She brought over a glass of water under guise of 'working' and placed it on the table. "Hi. Um, I'm Liz." Realizing that probably didn't mean much to him she added, "Peter's girlfriend." And then she blushed because how stupid did that sound?
Quill looked up. His mouth was full of provolone.
"Hi," He said around the cheese in his mouth, then swallowed.
Nice going, kid. She's cute.
Liz shifted weight where she stood. Did this come off as awkward as it felt?
"Um.. I was just wondering. Could I ask you some questions? About back home."
Quill was about to take another bite from his sandwich and stopped. This felt like one of those moments where a girlfriend said 'we need to talk' and you got blindsided with something.
"Uh, sure, yeah." He said, putting down his sandwich. "Shoot."
Liz paused and then took a breath. "So... I was just wondering. You know Peter, right? Is he... does he look good? I mean, happy and stuff, not... you know." She was red in the face as she stood there.
This is a trap.
Quill cleared his throat and replied, "Uh, yeah. He looks, you know, great. Excited and well adjusted and totally ripped in his new suit, if that matters."
Quill could be a wingman.
Liz's blush seemed to deepen despite herself and she nodded for some reason. "Peter said you guys are fighting someone who's really bad..." She wanted to ask him if they were going to win, but the words couldn't leave her mouth.
"Thanos," Quill supplied. "He's pretty bad, but nothing we can't handle."
Liz gave a small nod. She wanted to believe him, but there was a part of her that still worried. Someone who wanted to do terrible things to the whole universe was probably not someone to take lightly.
She stood there, staring at him, a little lost in thought.
Quill stared back at Liz. Is there something on my face?
"Uh," He said, "...anything else?"
Liz blinked and blushed. She wanted to ask if Peter said anything about her, but she knew that was a ridiculous question - he was fighting on another planet - He wasn't going to bring up things like that. Still... the question lingered.
"um. Can you just... when you go back. Could you look after him, please?"
Dude... this girl
"Yeah, yeah of course." He replied. "No sweat. I mean, he doesn't need much help from what I saw - your dude has good instincts so I wouldn't worry. But I promise to look after him."
A small smile appeared and Liz gave a little nod. "Thanks..." A pause. "I should get back to work."
Quill nodded.
"See you around," He replied and then lifted his sandwich for another delicious bite.
Liz saw the man who she knew now was Star-Lord. She had to wonder if that was his actual name - it sounded much more like a superhero name rather than a name someone gave their child - but he was from space, so maybe that was normal?
She brought over a glass of water under guise of 'working' and placed it on the table. "Hi. Um, I'm Liz." Realizing that probably didn't mean much to him she added, "Peter's girlfriend." And then she blushed because how stupid did that sound?
Quill looked up. His mouth was full of provolone.
"Hi," He said around the cheese in his mouth, then swallowed.
Nice going, kid. She's cute.
Liz shifted weight where she stood. Did this come off as awkward as it felt?
"Um.. I was just wondering. Could I ask you some questions? About back home."
Quill was about to take another bite from his sandwich and stopped. This felt like one of those moments where a girlfriend said 'we need to talk' and you got blindsided with something.
"Uh, sure, yeah." He said, putting down his sandwich. "Shoot."
Liz paused and then took a breath. "So... I was just wondering. You know Peter, right? Is he... does he look good? I mean, happy and stuff, not... you know." She was red in the face as she stood there.
This is a trap.
Quill cleared his throat and replied, "Uh, yeah. He looks, you know, great. Excited and well adjusted and totally ripped in his new suit, if that matters."
Quill could be a wingman.
Liz's blush seemed to deepen despite herself and she nodded for some reason. "Peter said you guys are fighting someone who's really bad..." She wanted to ask him if they were going to win, but the words couldn't leave her mouth.
"Thanos," Quill supplied. "He's pretty bad, but nothing we can't handle."
Liz gave a small nod. She wanted to believe him, but there was a part of her that still worried. Someone who wanted to do terrible things to the whole universe was probably not someone to take lightly.
She stood there, staring at him, a little lost in thought.
Quill stared back at Liz. Is there something on my face?
"Uh," He said, "...anything else?"
Liz blinked and blushed. She wanted to ask if Peter said anything about her, but she knew that was a ridiculous question - he was fighting on another planet - He wasn't going to bring up things like that. Still... the question lingered.
"um. Can you just... when you go back. Could you look after him, please?"
Dude... this girl
"Yeah, yeah of course." He replied. "No sweat. I mean, he doesn't need much help from what I saw - your dude has good instincts so I wouldn't worry. But I promise to look after him."
A small smile appeared and Liz gave a little nod. "Thanks..." A pause. "I should get back to work."
Quill nodded.
"See you around," He replied and then lifted his sandwich for another delicious bite.
