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1. Go to TV Tropes.
2. Hit random trope. You get as many randoms as you need.
3. Tag someone with a scenario based on that trope.

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Derelict Graveyard

[beatupgrass]

[Rocket hadn't wanted to contribute to anything following "The Snap" or whatever they wanted to call it. The only person he knew here was Thor and even that wasn't really enough to make him willing to start glad-handing and working towards facing Thanos again, because, to him, it was pointless. The bastard won.

But he was eventually convinced and when Rocket gains any kind of conviction for something, he puts his heart and soul into it. The goal was to find a place that had enough spare parts to work into a feasible weapon and bring it back to Wakanda. Rocket had volunteered because he knew exactly what they were looking for and he could fly Quill's ship.

Stark had come along, which wasn't how Rocket imagined this in his head. He expected to be alone to think and start sussing out what he wanted from this... and now he had a straggler he's never spoken to despite knowing he came back with Nebula, despite knowing he had to have been there when Quill and the others died.

Because that's just his luck, isn't it? Alone on a ship, hunting for a ship graveyard with a guy who last saw his friends alive, as they try desperately to figure out what to do next. He was a decent captain to Thor, but he can't dredge up the fucks to give about Stark. It's hard to be a captain when you got no crew.]

Hey you. [It's literally the first words he's said since the two boarded the ship- he's ignored everything that was said to him.] Do me a favor and check the nav console.

[hyperverbose]

[ if rocket thought he was gonna head off alone to fish for parts, he had been very wrong from the start. they have to get back to earth - that's a given, to him at least, although he's overwhelmed with dread about who might or might not be waiting for him back there. but keeping himself busied with something is the only way to stay sharp enough to accomplish that, to narrow his attention into a razor-thin focus, so that the overwhelming sense of loss and failure doesn't draw him down into an abyss that there's no escape from.

that's also the only thing that keeps his smart mouth churning out quips at a time like this, albeit ones with a bitter edge to them that's impossible not to catch in his tone. he examines the console in front of him, slightly irritated by being given anything resembling an order, and starts fiddling with it as he retorts: ] Is there some kind of universal operating system for these things, or are we gonna have compatibility issues? Tell me space has a Bill Gates.

[beatupgrass]

I don't know who that is, but he sounds like a bigger loser than that Kevin Bacon guy. [Rocket is here to shit on all of your Earth favorites. Also there's a sick, sad part of him that would kill for Quill to just emerge from the ether to defend Footloose's honor.

It doesn't happen.] It's idiot-proof. I just need to know if there's anything in the ship's blindspots. Those asteroid fields'll sneak up on you this far out.

[hyperverbose]

[ it boots up, blinking at him in some sort of alien text. he frowns at it, before powering it down and digging in to start removing it ] Looks like it's hot.

I'd rather we keep our ship from turning into a galactic pinball.

[beatupgrass]

You're dealing with the best pilot in the galaxy. [And there ain't anyone left who can dispute it. Yay...] I'm in my element.

[And without looking back, he adds, more because he doesn't want to deal with the silence than because he takes any real delight in this conversation (the Benatar is usually so much louder and lively).] I heard Nebula flew you back to Earth. Must've been some ride.

[hyperverbose]

Oh yeah, she's a real peach. [ he finds himself momentarily stymied by a tough bolt and frowns ] Got any tools in that utility belt?