V is for VROOOM. That noise you make flying planet to planet trying to fix stuff.

[helmetisntdumb]

He comes in with a flash of energy jets from the vents in his suit, and a vorpThe grin on his face is the smuggiest grin that ever smugged, only he has a damn good reason for it

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[alloy_avenger]

"I'm sure I would find something to be dissatisfied with."

[helmetisntdumb]

"That's not exactly celebratory. Although there's plenty that still needs fixin'. I'm just so freaking glad it's all still there. You know. The universe."

That strange and horrible vision of the future, of a Phalanx-ridden Earth that they tried to stick in his mind, hasn't come to pass. The Kree are free again.

It's horrible what was left behind--but wonderful? It's hard to jive up in his head, but he'll take it.

[alloy_avenger]

Hank contemplates this. "If I could let the work that still needs to be done go for a moment..."

[helmetisntdumb]

"Well that'd be why I'm celebrating here. Time tends to freeze for me on the outside, so I can do the celebrating without wasting any I could be helping people."

You are NOT going to kill his enthusiasm thar, Hank.

Rich is free of the Phalanx virus and for the second time, he's stood there on the brink of universal catastrophe and seen the tides turn. This time, he didn't even have to do the finishing move himself, thanks to Adam Warlock and Quasar.

[ofapples]

Lalla glances up from her PDA with a rather dispassionate expression. Her voice is quiet; she's not making any particular effort to be either heard or not. "I wake up, and make an appointment with a reputable psychiatrist."

[helmetisntdumb]

Slight wince.

"Yeah, I'm sounding like a walking ego trip right now, aren't I. Sorry." He rubbed his neck. "It's just hard not to be a little...enthusiastic, and kinda glad to be alive."

[ofapples]

"Of course." Her tone doesn't change at all, but...that's kind of just how she rolls. (Indifferent to the point of rudeness, and beyond.) "What were you 'saving the universe' from?"

Actually asking people about the things they've done as opposed to lifting the information straight out of their heads is something of a novelty at this point. (Still, the holograms around here annoy her.)

[helmetisntdumb]

"Techno-organic aliens that were infecting people, taking over their minds, and breaking lots of them down and tearing them apart at the molecular level for energy, that were planning on spreading it out and doing it to all life in the universe once they were strong enough."

[helmetisntdumb]

More sober. "I ain't celebrating that part, believe me. But my universe was on the brink before, and it barely got pulled back. It just happened again. There's a lot of work to be done, and a lot of the kind of damage that can't be fixed, but I'm damn glad that all the people left alive are alive. And that all the other worlds that didn't get touched by it won't ever have to face that kinda horror when they would have. That's worth celebrating. That there's something left. Better that it wouldn't have happened at all, but at least it wasn't worse than it was. Life won out. Again. Hopefully, it'll keep on doing it."

[no_fortunes]

Ichimonji tries not to be envious of the entrance. He can have just as good an entrance, if he tried. If not more so. Motorcycles crashing through ceilings are cooler than energy jets from space, right? Right?

He crosses his arms, thinking. To save the universe... "Probably a drink in one hand, and a woman in the other. Maybe if I rescued her from a burning building..."

[helmetisntdumb]

"I'm not much of a drinker, but the woman on the arm thing might be the way to go..."

Hell, even if Gamora isn't up for it or...or if he decided he doesn't want to complicate things, there are very few women in his circles that wouldn't be thrilled to have a one-night stand with the former General of the United Front, guy who tore Annihilus' heart through his mouth, and all around bad dude.

Well, other than Phy, for obvious reasons.

Poor Phy...

[no_fortunes]

"The drink's mainly for show." He grins easily and looks off to the side. "There's no point in it if you're too drunk to remember the company you had."

[nipplefaucets]

"Party. Definitely party." Robbie is a helper! "Maybe introduce your bestest-ever Earth friend to some galactic cuties."

"Mrrrrow." The cat at his ankles, meanwhile, suggests that you celebrate by letting him dine upon your succulent flesh, shiny-human. (You shall pay for the humiliation you have visited upon him, He-Who-Is-Called-Nova. Oh, you shall pay.)

[helmetisntdumb]

"You couldn't handle 'em, toothpick. Way too much woman for you. Possibly too much green, blue, and other colors, too. And Peter Quill said this stuff about Kree women bein' able to suck out your life force. No idea what the story there is, but I believe it."

||Richard, I am getting strange readings from that feline.||

Yeah, of course you are. That's Niels.

||That is the same cat you retrieved.||

I know. Niels.

||No, Richard, I don't think you understand...||

[nipplefaucets]

Robbie crouches down, scritching Niels behind the ears. Completely oblivious to the grotesque violence his cat wishes to pay upon his best friend. "Too much? No woman is too much for Robert Baldwin, Love God of Springdale, Stamford, and nay, even the whole of Fairfield County."

[helmetisntdumb]

"Yeah, except that space chicks've got way more impressive titles than 'love god of Fairfield County.' Like 'The Most Dangerous Woman in the Universe.'"

||Richard, that cat is the exact same cat you rescued. The readings, including the dimensional residue on him, are identical. He is from our universe of origin. There are also anomalous readings around your friend.||

Outwardly, Rich's expression falls and he looks a little confused.

Anomalous how?

||It is difficult to tell. There is some sort of strange chronal residue...||

"Say, toothpick, where'd you pick up Niels from? Your world? Or did you find him around here?"