[ The knife skitters towards Peter when Hock drops it, and he doesn't even pause -- he stomps on it, shoves it to the far corner of the room away from Hock. The man himself is drawing a gun from the holster beneath his coat, sending Peter an outraged look. ]
Imbecile! She'll kill us both if you don't help me.
[ But Peter ignores him. After that little exchange, Peter's pulse had pounded his ears, tinged his sight red. He hasn't been this angry in a long, long time. He had been so careful to keep his lives separate. He'd been so careful to keep a little private part of himself, where he could pretend he was still the little Petey Quill that his mom raised, that he hadn't turned himself into a fucking monster who didn't blink at the trail of bodies he left behind him.
Then Hock went and smashed down the barriers he had built. Reminded him of the family he'd left behind and the lives his lifestyle risked.
Star-Lord does not appreciate it. ]
Listen. I'll pay you double. [ Hock's nervousness, his fear, is showing through the longer Star-Lord's mask stares at him, terribly impassive and silent, the longer Kasumi stays clocked, hidden somewhere in the very same room. ] What I said earlier? A bluff. And consider the records on your background erased, my good man. Just keep me alive and I'll see to it you have everything you could want.
[ Still, Peter stares at him, watches the man squirm. Sure, Goto could turn on them both -- and in a way, he still kind of expects it to happen, that once she gets her revenge on Hock, she'll cloak and literally stab him in the back, too -- but he's getting a sort of satisfaction from watching Hock sweat. He deserves it, threatening his family the way he did.
He also deserves it when Peter steps toward him, drops Kasumi's Phalanx to the ground (sorry, man), and grabs Hock's wrist. He squeezes, pressing just so against the pressure points Yondu had taught him. The gun drops from Hock's hand with a clatter as he screams, as Peter twists, and then he shoves Hock into the chair Kasumi had recently vacated.
Peter grabs the man by the collar. ]
You will not touch my family. Do you hear me? [ His voice is low, almost a growl, something heated and animal and oh, so angry. Hock tries to get a word in, tries to reassure Peter again he was merely bluffing, but Peter yanks on Hock's collar then slams him back into the chair so that his head smacks against its back. ] You will not get that chance.
[ He steps away to press his back against the door, blaster trained on Hock in much the same way it had been trained on Kasumi only moments ago. The statement is easy enough to discern: this is the only way out, and it's through me. ]
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Imbecile! She'll kill us both if you don't help me.
[ But Peter ignores him. After that little exchange, Peter's pulse had pounded his ears, tinged his sight red. He hasn't been this angry in a long, long time. He had been so careful to keep his lives separate. He'd been so careful to keep a little private part of himself, where he could pretend he was still the little Petey Quill that his mom raised, that he hadn't turned himself into a fucking monster who didn't blink at the trail of bodies he left behind him.
Then Hock went and smashed down the barriers he had built. Reminded him of the family he'd left behind and the lives his lifestyle risked.
Star-Lord does not appreciate it. ]
Listen. I'll pay you double. [ Hock's nervousness, his fear, is showing through the longer Star-Lord's mask stares at him, terribly impassive and silent, the longer Kasumi stays clocked, hidden somewhere in the very same room. ] What I said earlier? A bluff. And consider the records on your background erased, my good man. Just keep me alive and I'll see to it you have everything you could want.
[ Still, Peter stares at him, watches the man squirm. Sure, Goto could turn on them both -- and in a way, he still kind of expects it to happen, that once she gets her revenge on Hock, she'll cloak and literally stab him in the back, too -- but he's getting a sort of satisfaction from watching Hock sweat. He deserves it, threatening his family the way he did.
He also deserves it when Peter steps toward him, drops Kasumi's Phalanx to the ground (sorry, man), and grabs Hock's wrist. He squeezes, pressing just so against the pressure points Yondu had taught him. The gun drops from Hock's hand with a clatter as he screams, as Peter twists, and then he shoves Hock into the chair Kasumi had recently vacated.
Peter grabs the man by the collar. ]
You will not touch my family. Do you hear me? [ His voice is low, almost a growl, something heated and animal and oh, so angry. Hock tries to get a word in, tries to reassure Peter again he was merely bluffing, but Peter yanks on Hock's collar then slams him back into the chair so that his head smacks against its back. ] You will not get that chance.
[ He steps away to press his back against the door, blaster trained on Hock in much the same way it had been trained on Kasumi only moments ago. The statement is easy enough to discern: this is the only way out, and it's through me. ]