Viewing Rooms: Peter Quill & Tessa Prescott
Quill had his back against the wall when the door opened and he looked up to see the woman whose voice pierced the air. Raising a brow at the image before him, he cleared his throat and pushed to his feet slowly. Stepping free of the wall to stare back at her, brows furrowing now, a tilt to his head and he finally shrugged, "One with balloons, a petting zoo, and absolutely no clowns. Just terrifying things."
With him on his feet once more, he moved a bit closer towards her, but stopped when the guards stepped up a bit more and he lifted both hands to feign innocence and smiled, "Whoa, guys, slow down a bit. All's well here. Definitely a lover, not a fighter, but you don't want to mess with me. Might recognize the name? I'm Starlord."