6200/Milano Tales: The one where Nebula Kills Everybody

Milano Tales: The one where Nebula Kills Everybody
Date of Scene:	16 May 2021
Location:	Outpost Kelgoran, Somewhere in Space
Synopsis:	Nebula kills everyone. Okay not really. She makes it look like she killed everyone to convince Ronan not to kill everyone for real. Captured, as she expected she would be, she has thrown Ronan and Thanos off the scent for now. The crew may have other ideas. Murder is Nebula's love language after all.
Cast of Characters:	Nebula, Mantis, Gamora, Groot, Drax, Rocket

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Nebula has posed:
    The outpost wasn't big enough to entertain the Guardians for long. They were here for fuel, food, and a bit of space to stretch their legs / branches. Nebula first noticed the spy working for Ronan a few hours in to their visit on the outpost. While the group did the shopping, Nebula did some torture.

    The Kree spy got worked over to the point where he realised he was in way over his head and he admitted that Ronan was almost here.. that he knew Gamora and Nebula were here. This was Nebula's fear.. that father would catch up to them eventually. She just didn't think he'd send a psycho like Ronan after them.

    It was no lie when she told Peter 'I'm going to enjoy killing you'. He was, after all, her first victim back on the Milano. In his cabin, away from prying eyes as he dumped his gear on his bed she entered the room and drew her weapon. It had to look real, it had to look good, it had to be genuine.

    "Whoa, hey, Nebula less with the gun and more with th-" *pew*, a soft silenced energy weapon with a payload she bought just for this mission. His body drops on to the bed and the red blood of a human starts to stain his clothing. Dispassionately, she turns and shuts the door behind her, locking it shut. She has rehearsed this in her head.. each crew member provides a unique challenge.

    Time is running out to save them all.

Mantis has posed:
Mantis was very excited about Nebula's plan, while everyone on the team may have had their doubts, they were unaware she secretly exercised deceit all the time. None of them had an inkling she was sent by Ego, and for what purpose, this was just another bit of deciet. She was getting good at it too. Still, dying was quite a heavy thing, how would she go about dying? Worried about making it all seem real enough, Mantis was stepping back and forth about the common area. Would this be a good place? Maybe it was better to be in her own bunk? But then she'll miss on everything happening here! It was more fun to be dead around other people...also, should she spook anyone into thinking she's turned undead? Some people believed in such thing, it would be interesting to find out. But then, maybe Nebula wouldn't like her improvising? It's not something they discussed.

Gamora has posed:
    Gamora is blissfully ignorant; as one might argue she has been most of her life, in certain ways. Whether or not a warrior can actually sense danger or hostility when needed, Nebula kind of exudes those things... all of the time. If she hadn't heart them by now, when would she ever? It was, at least, convenient to think that her recent threats were bluffs, or at least fearful thinking.

    Gamora is in the lower decks, sword drawn, taking advantage of the relatively spacious area to catch up on some training she's been neglecting; none the wiser.

Groot has posed:
Groot has done his homework on Ronan. He was impressed at the Kree's sociopathy, worthy of true royalty back on his homeworld and such a eugenics purist would do anyone from Planet X proud. He has heard Gamora and Nebula talking of course, so he looked it up, but doesnt know that the blue psychopath is coming for them, nor does he care. Right now, he is in his room sampling a wide range of soils he bought from the Branch Republic. It's one of the comforts at home he has missed greatly.

Drax has posed:
This was Drax's dream.  A meditation.  He has brought it to fruition through sheer force of will.  Though, he doesn't know it yet.  He went out to get food.  Is it any surprise when he boards the ship with a giant roasted leg of meat?  It's purple for some reason.

"Quill always sends me to get food.  He must love my meat," that Drax picks out he means.  His gut busts up in laughter to absolutely no one but not for any of the obvious reasons.  "I GOT MEAT!" he announces in a roar.

The sack slumps down onto the table with the muffled thump bones.

Rocket has posed:
Rocket took some time to go rummaging around in a few of the shops, returning with a bit of what looks like junk to the average person or alien, but he must have some reason or purpose for the stuff. There are a few bins in the main workshop that holds a bunch of odds and ends, and he can often be found working on one project or another there. Usually, it involves a gun of some kind.

This is what he's up to now, unaware of Quill's fate. For the moment, that might make him Captain of the Milano and he isn't even aware of it! Doesn't it just figure?

He can hear Drax's voice booming from somewhere, so he shouts back, "Good for you! Nobody cares about your meat! Why don't you go play with it or something?!"

Nebula has posed:
    The thought had crossed her mind that may be Mantis knew. Somehow knew. She did weird mind stuff. It was weird and concerning. Very concerning. She had to go quickly. That's not to say everyone else isn't just as dangerous. This crew was over the top dangerous in so many ways. They had earned her respect. Just not her gratitude. And like Rocket, annoyingly, she had come to actually like some of them. Not that she'd admit it.

    Rounding the corner in to the cockpit she sees Mantis waiting there. Best not to get within touching range. She lifts her weapon and double taps the cutest of the crew with her weird antenna. No doubt things are about to hit the fan. Enhanced up the wazoo with cyber tech to give her 720 degree sensory vision and movement prediction, her plated armour is activated, her reflexes are primed, she is in assassin mode - the second best assassin on the ship. She was made for this.. well.. not this exactly, but killing. With a tap she shuts the cockpit and locks the door behind her.

    It's time for Groot. She flicks the switch on her weapon from single fire to automatic. Originally she thought of this mode for Drax, but it dawned on her as time went on that Groot was... extremely problematic. Especially if Rocket was with him. She turns the corner in to his usual haunt. Then she hears Rocket's voice down lower in the ship still and smirks. Lucky. She tosses a small metal ball to Groot, "I am Groot."

    The little metal ball beeps a couple of times and then sends a shock through the living tree. She lifts her gun and fires a burst of five of the faux bullets. Her head tilts and watches as a sappy fluid oozes out of the wound points. A mental note to actually thank Quizic for his incredible artistry and craftsmanship.

Mantis has posed:
Eeriely as Nebula approaches, Mantis happens to turn as if she sensed her, antennas starting to glow, it's a bit freaky. She does manages to barely utter, "oh Nebu-" but before she could recite the whole theatrical death soliloque she prepared, she gets hit and realizes there's nothing to fake, she just gets knocked to the ground, unconcious, the glow of her antennas fading out fast.

Groot has posed:
Groot is stunned, of course, though his alien physiology is always more aware than mammals gave him credit for. Unconciousness wasnt a thing that worked for his species, and as he collapses to the floor in shock, inwardly raging, he spots the curious mix of emotions from Nebula's face and realizes, much to his shock still, from the smell that he isnt actually pierced by the projectiles, it would just look that way from his perspective. He falls to the ground, and stays that way, eyes open and tounge lolling. He doesnt even give off the death speech he has prepared for 'you will be sorry' for well.. anyone, not that most would understand it. As it is, he just sort of lies there. But he is LISTENING, very carefully.

Drax has posed:
Drax is too busy putting away the meat he thought he was getting for everyone like milk, but rarely is...to see or hear Gamora going right behind him on her way from taking down Mantis to move down her list.  He would even wave to her as she passes by if he cared as much about her right now as he does the object...s of his affection.

Gamora has posed:
    Breathing heavily from her exertions, Gamora fishes a device out of her discarded cloak and checks the time. She gives a bit of a rueful smile and thinks that, if tradition holds true, Quill's music should start blaring throughout the ship in roughly three... two... one...!

    Nothing.

    Gamora frowns softly. That's curious. Though it does offer a bit of peace and quiet, which is rare and valuable on this ship!

    ...

    Gamora begins climbing the ladder back up to the main area of the ship. Best to double check.

Rocket has posed:
"Groot? Where are you? I wanna show you something!" Rocket's moved on from thinking about Drax, putting the finishing touches on the gun he's been upgrading. "It's a new toy I been workin' on. You'll get a kick outta it, and it packs a kick too!"

But he gets only silence from Groot, and Quill is being abnormally quiet, Mantis isn't being cute but strange, Drax is probably already preparing that meat, and who knows where Gamora is or what she's up to? Nebula..that's another story. There are things he really doesn't like about her, yet she's seemed oddly understanding of him at times and that makes him..uncomfortable.

"This place is too quiet. That means something's goin' on." He checks the weapon, turning around with it held at the ready.

Nebula has posed:
    There's a strange beeping in the wall near Rocket. Right behind a panel. It shouldn't be. There's nothing back there that should be. It's not even an ominous beep, more like a quiet little fire alarm sort of beep. *beep*. Rocket has too many weapons and too much guile to be surprised by Nebula and a gun. Nor is Gamora. Drax... now Drax was a significant problem.

    Drax needed special care. You can't cuff him. You can't shoot him. You can't wrestle him (unless you count riding on his back as wrestling). It was lucky then that she had noticed just how effective that gnug meat had been on him and had given a sample to Quizic to weaponise. And by weaponise: there is a special cut of meat sitting in Drax's freezer with a small note on it 'Meat. Yum. Eat me.' a highly concentrated dose of the strange proteins in the meat that made Drax 'handleable'.

    Does Nebula feel guilty for using this against him? may be a little.. not so badly that she didn't do the same thing to Gamora. In the common room there is a note on it that reads 'This is the last of it, chocolate, just for you. <3 - Peter'. If she'd signed it Nebula it would have been too obvious a trap.

Groot has posed:
Groot isnt QUITE recovered yet, but his regenerative physique is much tougher than people realize. He isnt able to move yet, but he does adjust his ear subtly, a single sproud blooming and forming a small dish. This is curious, and if something is spoken ont he ship he wants to know of it. Also...OW!!!!!!

Drax has posed:
As Drax is putting away his newly procured meats, his eyes narrow slightly at the mysteriously new leg that is telling him to eat it.  Who could have been so nice?!

There are a few contenders, but Drax will find out later.  He's so focused on this nearly glowing deliciousness that he doesn't hear any of the dropping of bodies or little splats of blood, possible scuffles, traps springing, etc.  He certainly doesn't 'hear' this trap 'springing.'  He grabs the new leg in his other hand, double-fisting... "...for variety!" he declares as he pivots to find no one.

He starts to walk toward the hatch leading down, the sleepiness starts to take hold and he drops like a fly down the hatch, hitting a rung, then the hull, then the deck.

Gamora has posed:
    Gamora had eaten it already. She'd thought to save it, sure, but... it was right there! And it's always so good!

    She had certainly not been practicing enough to be as tired as she was. In fact, all of her limbs feel unusually heavy as she scales the ladder, and she needs a moment to recover once she's done. Walking slowly down the hallway, she approaches Peter's door, and alarm shoots through her aching body as she spies the trick of red oozing from underneath it. "Quill?" she calls a bit breathlessly. "Quill, are you in there? Is everything all right? Is this... 'the jam'?" It doesn't... it doesn't look like jam. "Peter?!" she calls again and hits the door and rapidly pressing the entry button to no avail.

    Gamora's heart races, which does her no favors, spreading the poison through her body even faster. "Hold on! I'll get Drax to break down the-" door, she was going to finish, but Gamora gets two steps away before her legs buckle underneath her, and she falls to her hands and knees. What is this? What's happening? Is she- yes, obviously. Obviously she's poisoned. But who-

    ... Oh.

    This is also obvious.

    "Oh no... no no no, Neb- Nebulaaaa?!" she calls out weakly, struggling to stay conscious.

Rocket has posed:
"Eh?" Rocket turns his gun on the beeping sound, a very natural reaction for him to be ready to shoot first and ask questions later. His ingenuity and cleverness makes him more dangerous than many take him for, and he's proven himself multiple times before and after joining the crew. He suspects first, trusts...if not second, somewhere after that, and the beeping is coming from something that has never beeped before.

So, he approaches it with caution. "Quill, if this is one of your stupid tricks, I'm gonna leave a present in your favorite shoes."

That's when the crash from Drax is heard. "All right, what's going on here?" he yells.

Nebula has posed:
    Nebula can't really tell what is and isn't Peter's kind of Earth music. It's too alien. Luckily none of them really know. She had almost forgotten to assuage their instincts. This group had excellent instincts. She touches a button to remote activate Peter's sound system. The music begins: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atY7ymXAcRQ

    Nebula waits for Gamora to pass. She's known to sneak around the ship - it's not uncommon for her to want to avoid contact with the rest of the crew, even Gamora. Nebula knows her time is running out. A little alert goes off in her head 'proximity alert, The Dark Aster is docking'.

    A long dark ship snaps in to existence from its jump and slowly recoils itself. An alart starts to flash in the cockpit where Mantis 'rests'. The ship approaches the outpost and docks.

    Nebula slides down the ladder and stares at the body of drax. She lifts her gun and lets a burst of bullets splatter in to his back. The fake blood starts to stain his clothing. Of all the people to betray on the ship like this... Drax may never forgive her. She takes a note out of her pocket out of line of sight and slips it under his face as she moves quickly forward.

    Nebula swings around the other corridor and looks down at Gamora's woozy expression. She kicks the sword away from her and then crouches down. "Sister," she says and pats her gently on the hair, "I win." Then, callously perhaps, shoots her where the heart should be. The blood from Gamora, even though it's fake, makes Nebula flinch.

    The wall quietly says *beep*.

Groot has posed:
Groot had hoped he would hear something mitigating. It wasn't at all what he expected, just the crew taken out one by one. His anger rising, his system began to heal but wasn't QUITE back up to speed yet. He could hear everything, but couldnt quite move yet. He would very very soon though.

Mantis has posed:
Mantis finds it very hard to move, is that a stun weapon that Nebula hit her with? It feels so awkward, lying there, her eyes creeply wide open black pools, unmoving, in fact she looks quite creepy. But she's distinctly immobile, and on the ground, obviously as dead as can be. She even tries to talk and can't, that's so weird.

Rocket has posed:
As the song kicks in, about sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows, Rocket fumes. "Turn that shit off, Quill!" There are some songs he's accepted as decent, even a few he's secretly sung along to once he knew the words, but this one? Right now?

No. Just..no.

Rocket is already annoyed and the song isn't making that any better. It makes him want to shoot everything.

So, he starts by firing on the panel with a burst of electricity, a souped-up arc cannon. "Go beep yourself! Beep this!"

That's when an alert begins to flash on a portable device of his, attuned to the cockpit. A ship docking?

Gamora has posed:
    Struggling to stay conscious, sucking in wind through gritted teeth, Gamora's eyes blaze with impotent fury at her Sister's approach. "... Coward..." she breathlessly gasps, "... you *coward*. I'll kill-" before she can finish, the breath is blasted out of her all at once, and Gamora collapses to the floor in a growing pool of red.

Nebula has posed:
    Nebula walks down the hallway and pauses as she listens to the movements of Rocket. It's not subtle. The fire of his arc cannon rips through the wall panel, melting it away to reveal an energy sieve, which laps up the electricity. The realisation of the trap being an actual trap after all and not a weird Quill prank, is punctuated by the device making its own powering up sound and then the intense and sudden gravity pulling Rocket to the wall.

    Nebula steps around the corner and points her gun at the one of the crew she kind of likes the most. She says, "I told you I would kill you all." She double taps him and then places the gun down on the table top next to the note about the chocolate.

    Nebula slides back down in to the lower decks and approaches a crate. A touch and its side pops off and a cloned body of Gamora flops out. She grabs the dead body with her toward the hanger door and hits the button.

    Ronan and a dozen Kree warriors stand waiting, about to take the ship by force. He looks Nebula up and down and the apparently dead Gamora being dragged by her. Frowning he says, "You were meant to bring her back alive."

    Nebula shrugs, "I was meant to bring her back, father didn't specify." Ronan points and the Kree advance. Two grab Nebula, two grab the cloned dead Gamora. Two more enter the ship and take a look - they see blood, they see bodies.. that's enough. They leave.

    Nebula does not resist, it was her plan all along to give Gamora this freedom. Father was going to take it out on her badly one way or another, might as well go whole hog. Ronan and his warriors and his two daughters of Thanos are taken back to his ship.

    The Dark Aster undocks and draws back from the outpost, then turns and uncoils before jumping away.

    The crew of the Milano begin to rouse...

Groot has posed:
Groot has heard this and stretches, attempting to roar in fury. "I r grut" is all that comes out because his mouth is still numbed from the efect of the shockwave. He hears Nebula speak to Ronan and has ...some idea what she did, though wont really until he spots Gamora. For all he knows right now, she's dead and he stumbles through the ship trying to find the others. Limping but still moving.

Gamora has posed:
    ...

    ...

    "... kill you..." Gamora begins to mumble as she slowly rouses back to consciousness. "... I'll kill you. We could- we could've..."

    Gamora is given pause. "... Alive?"

    Gamora flexes her fingers in front of her face and begins to lift her head.

    She's alive.

    That doesn't make any sense.

    "Where's- where is... nnngg..." Gamora slowly, achingly climbs back to her feet, her head ringing with pain as she limps down the hallway, turning the corner to see Groot doing much the same. "Groot? You're- are you...?" Gamora shakes her head, still struggling to keep her thoughts in order. She settles on a priority. "Where's Nebula?"

Mantis has posed:
Mantis observes all of this with her wide open eyes, lucky she's still stunned enough to not be able to intone sounds and try to 'convince' the others of how dead she is, also, it prevents her from pulling off the undead idea which was pretty neat! Sadly, she remains 'dead' Mantis, looking with zero agency.

Rocket has posed:
"What the fuck..?" is Rocket's so very eloquent reaction to the panel absorbing the gun's energy before it activates and sucks him to it like something drawn to a magnet, or an electromagnet. There are more than enough metallic parts to him, inside and via little bits and pieces usually hidden beneath his jumpsuit, that he can't pry himself away.

When Nebula makes her appearance and takes aim at him, he snarls. "I'll haunt your nightmares, and if you don't dream I'll find anoth--"

He runs out of time to finish his threat, collapsing in place until he crumples to the floor of the workshop once the magnet shuts off.

This leaves Nebula enough time to do the deed with Ronan and his cadre of Kree, while he remains out. There's no system reboot to get him up and running again, just time.

Drax has posed:
"The sleepy meat is so delicious," Drax murmurs into the floor as he begins to rouse.  The meat, still in his hand, get slid toward his mouth as he turns his head, eyes still closed as he proverbially swims through his waking meat dream.

Okay it's just one bite.  "Who left the Gnog leg?" he asks from the deck.  "It is delicious!"

Overhearing Gamora and tones, Drax suddenly pushes up to his feet.  "SHE'S GONE?!"  So quick to jump to the conclusion.  He growls to himself as he stalks around, searching for Nebula compartment by compartment.

Groot has posed:
Groot bellows, "I AM GROOT" finally able to get his voice out but with rocket unconcious it isnt that most are going to be able to understand him. He finds Rocket and gently sets him down and checks his friend's systems. He might have a headache but he will otherwise be find. He turns the gun's safety on (no need for the ship to get randomly fragged) and goes about to check the status of everyone else. He is VERY surprised to see a concious Gamora. "I am Groot? I am Groot!" He beams.

Gamora has posed:
    Gamora isn't sure what she was expecting.

g"I-... Indeed." She sighs after Groot answers her. She's startled to see Drax spring up - mostly due to the bloody state of him, her eyes following him for a short distance until she spies Rocket, and goes over to him. "Rocket, are you..." Gamora puts a finger to Rocket's neck feeling for his pulse before heaving a heavy sigh. "You're alive."

    A moment later, Gamora blinks. "Are... are we *all* alive?" She sounds almost disappointed. "How are we all alive?" Maybe Quill's dead. She should check. Wait, no, "What the hell happened?! Nebula?!"

Mantis has posed:
Mantis, now able to start moving again, is soon up on her feet, blinking a few times. "What a truly cunning plan!" She looks around, and calls out, "guys...? Is everyone okay? Nebula pulled a quick one, on that silly man and his Blue Men Group. I think they are mercenaries working for Nebula's dad." She then frowns, "I was going to be very convincing, but she put me down fast!"

Drax has posed:
"WHAT?!"  Drax made it back to Mantis and stands with legs in each fist.  He squeezes, making the juices drip down to the deck.  The resounding crunch of bones fills the brief silence.

"We must go after them!  Who is Blue Men Group?!"  Drax marches into the cockpit and drops the meat in Rocket's seat while he starts to press buttons.

Gamora has posed:
    Gamora stares at Mantis with a perplexed expression. This is not terribly different from the norm, except that Gamora is considerably more stressed out right now. "The- The Blue Man Group is just-" Gamora's heart skips a beat, "The *Kree* were here?!" GOD she's so confused. "Drax, don't! We- we need to..." Gamora puts a hand to her own forehead, wincing against the pain, and then grabs Mantis with both hands, giving her a shake. "Mantis! Explain clearly what happened!!"

Groot has posed:
Groot could explain all of it but until Rocket wakes up, its a bit pointless, "I am Groot!" He throws his hands up in the air, telling them at length what he head, but smiling and shaking his head.

Rocket has posed:
Rocket had warned everyone he'd be working on a little project once they all got back to the ship, and Groot is the first one to both end up mobile and remember Rocket, flat on his face. Gamora shows up soon afterward, and it's a few more moments before he starts to groan and talk again. "Fuck..shit..bollocks.."

Soon, the entire crew, sans Nebula and Quill, begins to congregate more in one place so they can start to figure out the aftermath. There is Nebula's gun, and there's a note. "She..betrayed us? But didn't? There was a ship coming in just before..ow, my head."

Gamora has posed:
    Gamora gives Mantis another shake, and points to Groot with one hand. "Explain clearly what he said!"

Nebula has posed:
    On Ronan's ship, Nebula is taken to a cell. Ronan and his science officer stand in there with him. "Your father does not trust you," Ronan says and lifts up a device Nebula knows all too well. He hands it to the science officer as Nebula steps away, "...No."

    Ronan motions to Nebula and the science officer lifts up the device and touches a button. Pain rips through Nebula's body and she crumples up on the floor. "Show me," Ronan says to his officer who presses another button. A hologram of Nebula's memories starts to play out backwards.

    Together, the two Kree review the footage of what Nebula did... of what happened to their agent... of moments before the outpost. The threats she was giving people, the animocity, the disdain... it all adds up. Her eye shot just out of range of where she got Gamora's body from. The careful words chosen to sell the ploy.

    Ronan clenches a fist and says, "Thanos will learn of what you have one to Gamora. I will enjoy watching him rip you apart piece by piece."

    Nebula, uncharacteristically, begins to laugh. The joke is funny to her. She knew this was coming. The pain rips through her body again as the science officer presses the button again.. but her laughter only increases in intensity. "I made my father proud today," she says through pain and laughter, "I proved once and for all that Gamora is weak and unworthy."

    Ronan turns and says, "We shall see." The two Kree leave the cell and it is locked behind them. Nebula's laughter echos down the hallway - she won. She beat Ronan and saved the crew.. and set her sister free. If only she has the sense to keep out of sight.

Mantis has posed:
"They were men, in a group, and most were blue, like Kree, you know?" Mantis offers her explanation, which makes sense to her, "that's how they call themselves on Earth. Quill's planet, I saw an ad. Someone must have hired them."

Once Gamora reaches to touch Mantis with both hands, giving her a good shake, Mantis seems to filled with Gamora's own stress, starting to shiver and gasp, as she cries out, "oh my god, ohmygodOhmygod! It's the Kree! They wanted you and me, well mostly you and less of me! Well...this guy, Thanos, who is supposedly your dad, kinda asked them to grab you and Nebula but didn't specify dead or alive. They have Nebula." Mantis speaks it all out tremendously fast paced and stressed out from Gamora's own stress, "oh no! It's only what I overheard while they thought I was dead, but I'm not dead, I think Nebula put wool over their eyes!" There, she used an Earth term! Quill would be proud! Is he even alive still?

Looking at Groot and squinting, Mantis gasps out, "Nebula, fake Gamora, they have, trick them, us alive, they think dead, but not really, ta da!"

Gamora has posed:
    Gamora just *stares* into Mantis' eyes for one long pregnant moment, and then bodily shoves her away, before putting her hands in her hair and looking down. She turns in place for a few seconds, and suddenly says, "They have Nebula."

    Gamora hesitates for a long moment before she seems to suddenly remember how to breathe with a gasp of breath, and runs to the cockpit. "Where are they?!" She demands, fiddling with controls haphazardly as Drax did. "Where- Drax get out of my way! Are they still here?!" Still scrambling, Gamora looks rapidly between the viewscreen and the controls, "Where are they *going?!*

    Mark the calendar, everyone, Gamora ben Titan is *panicking*.

Rocket has posed:
Rocket does not have all his motor functions at 100% just yet, so he stumbles and staggers his way around for a few extra moments. The gun and note Nebula left behind will be there for the others.

When the gist of what Groot says is conveyed, he mutters, "For once I'm glad I don't have to translate all that. She made it look like she killed us but couldn't tell us first? Just when I was starting to hate her less." The creature grimaces, then tosses Drax's meat away from his pilot's seat so he can slide into it.

Pulling up video of the last number of minutes, he reviews Nebula's 'attacks' on everyone, while Gamora is losing it nearby, but he's locked in on the moment as he watches Nebula being taken with the ones that boarded.

"Oh, yeah. I know that guy. Ronan the Accuser. Heard he's someone Thanos sends in when he needs a thing done and wants to be sure it'll get done. Guarantee you he's delivering her to Thanos, but she.." He scowls, and loathe as he may be to say it, he says, "..probably kept us alive and bought us some time to figure out how to get her back."

Groot has posed:
Groot considers the whole thing and points out the angle of attack on a few fields that Rocket points out and says, "I am Groot." He seems intruiged and looks at Gamora and back at Rocket, "I am Groot."

Gamora has posed:
    Gamora slowly slumps into her seat as Rocket speaks, looking deflated, her eyes still wide and distant. "... There *is* no getting her back." Gamora weakly replies to Rocket. "Not if Father has her. Not ever. She... Nebula's not stupid. There's no way she thinks we can do that. She..."

    Gamora leans forward and puts her hands on her face, rubbing slowly. "... Can we track them? Can we find them before they...?"

Drax has posed:
"I am the only one doing anything except panicking!"  Well yes, at that very moment, that tiny sliver of a moment.  Drax finds the note stuck to him and squints down at it.  "She did this on purpose."  His meat gets tossed aside.  For shame.  Though he doesn't notice even the wet thwacks of them hitting something near.

"Ronan the Accuser..." Drax says darkly, brandishing his knives.  At least all of this has gotten him to 'listen' to Gamora about stopping random button mashing and out of Rocket's way.  "I will /crush/ him into dust."

Mantis has posed:
"I was not panicking Drax, she was," Mantis points at Gamora, "I can empathize, remember? It deals with emotions..." probably not the best time to lecture about her powers.

As soon as she hears Drax, Mantis claps her hands vigorously, "alright! I guess problem solved, we track them before they deliver her to Thanos, triangulating Eugenicist's ship, and then Drax turns Ronan into dust! Yay!"

Rocket has posed:
Rocket rubs the side of his face. "My head is still throbbing. This is probably a bad idea, but we're gonna get her back one way or another. If that means shooting them all in the face, or grinding them to dust, or blowing all of them up, or whatever. We're not gonna have a lot of time, but we gotta come up with a plan."

That said, he pushes free of his seat and uses a nearby console to help steady himself as he walks off. "I'm finding Quill, and I'm waking him up, and I'm getting rid of that damn song that was playing. And then I'm getting more guns ready."

Gamora has posed:
    Gamora is trying to keep it together long enough to think. Trying not to explode. Months of keeping her cool, of being reasonable, of supressing her emotions for the sake of stability feeling like they've brought her to a boiling point.

    And then, of all people, *Rocket* catches her off guard. Gamora lowers her hands and straightens up. "... You *want* to go after her? Just like that. You..." Gamora haas never been so profoundly confused in her whole life.

    And, in a way, kind of touched...

    "... QUill is... I believe he's in his quarters. The door is locked." Gamora releases a slow breath, slightly more stable, slightly more in control of herself, "... He should know what happened before anything else."

    

Rocket has posed:
"She.." Rocket grimaces once more, and this time it isn't from physical discomfort. Rather, another sort. "..understands me, I think."

Which is as much as he trusts himself to say right now, except for one more thing before he leaves the cockpit. "Ain't a locked door I can't unlock."