4097/Juice

Juice
Date of Scene:	11 November 2020
Location:	Common Area - Milano
Synopsis:	Gamora finds out about Drax's personal mission, or at least some of it.
Cast of Characters:	Drax, Gamora

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Drax has posed:
There's some sort of tablet on the table in front of Drax.  He's clutching onto some kind of juice pack he found, but looks like he hasn't tried to drink it yet either.  "Why do they make these things so small?  The worlds are tiny!"  He grunts and sets the tablet aside and brings the juice pack front and center.

The rest of the ship seems to be somewhat docile.  Just the way it goes, coming and going in waves.  

Gamora has posed:
    Gamora squints in mild confusion from a nearby doorway, her cloak largely closed around her as she calls, "What is it? What are you hoping to accomplish?"

Drax has posed:
"I am trying to use that stupid tablet instead of my map.  I want to put the Xes and marks on it."  Drax gets up from his seat, taking his juice pack with him as he steps into the crew quarters.  He holds a map folded up many many times.  It's a large starmap that's become more of a puzzle to open and close than anything.  On top though, he has some planets showing.  He puts it on the table for her to see and points.  There are Xes on some planets.

Gamora has posed:
    Gamora tilts her head and sort of cranes her neck while bending forward slightly to nosily look down at the tablet with a quizzical expression on her face. "And what's driven you to mark these planets in particular?"

Drax has posed:
"I am looking for Ronan and anyone important to Thanos'.  Nebula has told me he is to blame," Drax says as he becomes semi-absorbed in trying to unsleeve the straw, only to bend and weaken it.  It won't be the worst part though.  "I have been to these places."

Gamora has posed:
    Gamora frowns slowly as Drax clarifies the purpose of these maps. The last thing she wants is to be brought CLOSER to Thanos and his minions. Even if the idea of a 'safe' section of the galaxy was nearly laughable considering what she knew, she'd at least like to pretend to be out of his reach a while longer.
    "... I see." Gamora says very softly, and steps away, eyes closed. "I doubt very much that either will wait in one place for you to find them."

Drax has posed:
"No," Drax admits, pausing in his battle with the juice pack.  "This is why I must be swift.  I will not stop."  There's a part of him that seems to be lost in a fantasy, staring.  Then he looks down and tries to stab the pack with the straw.  "These are puny tools."  Out comes one of his long knives and he pins the top of the pack to the table.  Juice starts to flow.  "Ah ha!  Outsmarted you stupid useless pouch....I will find what I am looking for.  And then my family can be at peace," he says now that things seem back in order to him, the juice pack slain.

Gamora has posed:
    Gamora just... cringes as juice splatters all over the table. But she doesn't really feel like she's in a position to say anything right now, betraying her common role of trying to keep this madhouse sorted, oblivious as she is to being one of the inmates, in her own way.
    "Yes, well..." Gamora turns to walk away, dourly saying, "... I hope you find them.: as she leaves, eyes turned downward.