OPEN POST;

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OPEN RP POST ① Pick a character ② Pick a prompt (or DIY) (shamelessly and selectively pilfered from bakerstreet's Random Scenario Meme) ③ Do the thing!. table code by betterdolphin

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[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter heaves an overdramatic sigh. ]

Honestly, Goto. You are in incorrigible. It's surprising you get any work done.

[stealwithit]

[ she wears a dismissive expression. ] Pretty sure it's because I'm so efficient. Work hard, play hard and all that.

Plus I fly solo ninety-eight percent of the time.

[nostalgiabomb]

I'll have to take your word for it. At this point, I'm startin' to wonder if the world's best thief owes her illustrious reputation to rumor.

[stealwithit]

[ she gasps and furrows her brows because, damn, Quill, that's just rude. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

Was that a-- [ He mimics her gasp. ] --"How did you know?!" gasp? Or was it a-- [ once more ] --"How dare you!" gasp? Hard to tell.

[stealwithit]

[ She narrows her eyes at him. ] Second one. Also, your gasping needs some work.

[nostalgiabomb]

Does it?

[ He clears his throat, then gasps. ]

How was that? Better?

[stealwithit]

[ She just shakes her head. ]

Eh. Sorry, Quill, maybe you're just not quite up to the master's level.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He sighs, then shrugs. ]

I'm not much of a gasper, anyway.

When do you wanna meet?

[stealwithit]

Moaner, then. Good to know.

[ She gives him a light little pat on his cheek before she slips out of the distance between them. ]

Nightfall. Party doesn't start till the sun goes down.

[nostalgiabomb]

Biter most of the time, actually.

[ He says it as she's slipping past, and he grins as she goes. ]

I'll meet you then.

woops thought i posted this

[stealwithit]

[ She begins to walk out of the alley, not even sparing him a glance as she merely responds with a wave of her hand before disappearing.

When the night begins to fall, the scenery across town changes, and although it's a bit quieter than the hustle and bustle of the day, there's a different kind of energy that takes its place when the sun goes down. People come out, some dressed more nicely than they otherwise would in the day, for a night out in the taverns or just strolling about and enjoying the scenery and the refreshingly cool breeze that accompanies the night.

Kasumi arrives, dressed in some of her best and unveiled, as promised, but she keeps her essentials about her; namely, her invisibility orb, which she now wears as an amulet around her neck, and a blade or two sheathed beneath her dress. She's always expecting trouble, after all, and she wouldn't have gotten this far without always thinking ahead.

Which is why she's cloaked at the moment, waiting for Peter's arrival to come out. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter Quill is not the type to go to fancy parties, unless he's guarding someone or stealing something -- in both cases, he's usually in the background, and he doesn't have to worry about fitting a particular role. If it's a con, usually he just borrows something and ditches it when he's accomplished whatever it is he set out to do.

As good as her word, Peter returns to find a package waiting for him -- and everyone looks a bit suspicious, though he's assured it's been scanned for tracking devices or possible explosives. So that's comforting. He moves into his quarters and finds a suit, and weirdly enough, it does, in fact, fit.

The hows and whys of that are a little concerning, but-- he'll let it slide. This time.

He arrives at their meeting place a few minutes early, and as he's approaching the city gates, he's fidgeting with his sleeve. His weaponry is holstered beneath his coat, carefully smoothed down to avoid them peaking out in his silhouette. Peter feels thoroughly ridiculous in this get-up, and would much prefer to be wearing a pair of comfortable trousers and his customary red jacket, just about now. ]

[stealwithit]

[ When she sees Peter approach the city gates, she steps out of her hiding spot as she honestly just takes a moment to compliment herself on the great ensemble she put together for him. She doesn't readily approach him, however, opting instead to use his being distracted by his sleeves to find a spot along the wall to lean against, and right as he walks past her, she comes out of her invisibility and says, in a low voice but immediately recognizable, ]

You're looking rather dapper tonight, Star-Lord.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ JESUS FUCKING CHRIST WHY

is what he would be thinking, had he jumped out of his skin in surprise.

Which he did not.

He absolutely did not. ]

Holy hell, Goto. That was not cool.

[stealwithit]

[ because you doubted her sneakiness!

In any case, she cocks her head to one side with grin that, without her veil, is now clearly visible. ]

Sorry, were you expecting anything else from me?

[nostalgiabomb]

Like, how about a hello, and not popping out of thin air right beside me? Goddamn.

[ Now that his heart isn't about to explode in his chest, he can appreciate how good she looks. Even better without that veil, too -- Goddamn, indeed. ]

Okay. Let's start over.

Hi, Goto, you look gorgeous.

[stealwithit]

[ She folds her arms and quirks a brow at him. ]

Try and keep it professional tonight, will you, Quill?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He splays a hand on his chest, looking scandalized. ]

What, a guy can't pay his partner a compliment?

[stealwithit]

[ She reaches over and straightens out one of the lapels on his suit jacket with her hand, her eyes cast downward at his get-up. ]

I'm afraid that from this moment until we finish the job, I'm your boss, Mr. James McClain. So you can call me by Ms. Gunn.

[ And then she grabs a loose hold on his tie, and runs her fingers down the length of it, letting it slip through her fingers. ]

Alison if we're alone.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ His smile has a flirtatious edge to it, though he doesn't move to stop her as she runs her hands along his clothing. ]

That seems highly disrespectful and untoward, Ms. Gunn. I'm supposed to be your assistant after all, right?

[stealwithit]

That you are. Let's get going then, shall we?

[ The estate where their party isn't too far out from the city, but it's almost large enough that it could be its own little settlement, which is downright shameful. But at the very least, Kasumi can appreciate the architecture and aesthetic of the place. From where they'd stepped off of their transportation and started continuing on foot, there's a gate, beyond which a grand garden courtyard lies, hedges and topiaries trimmed to perfection and fountains flowing rebelliously as though the sands of the dessert on the other side of the estate's outer walls didn't exist.

But they have to get through the security, first, which involves the pair playing their parts, the details of which Kasumi had briefed Peter on their way to the estate. Alison Gunn is a businesswoman on the rise for one Altai Mineral Works company, based in a more distant settlement. Kasumi had taken the liberty of fabricating some news stories and rumors about the company and the successes it's enjoyed under Gunn's direction, enough that although the sudden appearance of her name on the guest list might have been a surprise to the host (one Mr. Mereeri) at first, she settled into the idea; Kasumi had kept it all just humble enough to be believable, after all.

As they approach, Kasumi quietly asks Peter for his arm, and she hooks her arm around his when he obliges. The man that stands to let people through is tall, almost taller than Peter, and Kasumi whispers to her companion that he would be the host's right-hand man, who tended to be of more use for his intimidating looks and stature than his actual competence at administrative duties, which says a lot about how Mereeri chooses to run his business of building settlements. ]

Name, please?

[ He directs the question at Peter, but Kasumi is the one that responds. ]

We're with Altai Mineral Works. The name should be "Gunn."

[ The man looks through his list, and eventually nods, again, at Peter. ]

Ah, yes. Welcome, Mr. Gunn.

[ Figures, Kasumi thinks, before she clears her throat. ]

That's Ms. Gunn to you, my good man. This fine fellow here is my associate, Mr. McClain. I don't suppose there are any problems with me brining him along?

[ The guard looks only barely embarrassed when he realizes he'd made a poor assumption, and he steps aside and spreads an arm out in an extra welcoming gesture. ]

Certainly not, Ms. Gunn. My sincerest apologies.

[ Kasumi merely gives him an indifferent little smile as she leads her and Peter through the gate, and once they're a safe distance away: ]

Told you that guy's a dud.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter's expression is one of disinterest, though he remains attentive enough through Kasumi's informational asides. And he has to admit, Lurch is intimidating indeed with the extra inches he has over Peter.

At Lurch's mistake, Peter merely quirked an eyebrow, expression remaining neutral, for the most part. When they pass, Peter ducks down under the guise of offering instructions of his own (as any well-meaning assistant would do). ]

Careful. He might be dumb as a brick, but he probably hits as hard as one, too.

[stealwithit]

Oh, I'm not worried. If things go south with the guy, we'd just need you to bat your eyelashes at him.

[ Ah yes, the truth comes out. Kasumi could very well have asked someone else--a certain commander she knows, perhaps--to be her associate on this particular heist, but after observing the host's second-in-command more thoroughly, and in particular where his other... interests might lie in case that played into the job, she realizes she was going to need a handsome man to be her partner in this.

She grins at him. ]

Just saying.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ --what?

-- Oh.

Peter sighs. ]

I shoulda known you were gonna have me waggle my hips at someone. Again. And here I was hopin' you just wanted to enjoy my company.