Knowhere IC

I guess my poker face isn't so bad after all.

[Bobbi, Clint (MCU)]
Two months free rent and free coffee. You're welcome. Does this mean I get to take a vacation and sip mimosas by the brain secretions?

[Steve]
You know I'm going to hold onto that putting you to work thing for a while, right?

Rough game. I did well in the first two rounds. Thought I had it in the bag, but that last round did me in. Perhaps it was the fact that it was at the end of the night and I was already well inebriated at that time.

I'll be taking both Maya and Steve up on my Capoeira and Shield Throwing lessons though. Let's schedule something.

I'm glad that's all over with. The Troyjans and Ba-bani are back to hating each other again, as it should be. The next time they create world destroying weapons and want to blow each other up? I don't know. Maybe we don't get involved next time.

But on a more serious note I did want to take some time to say thank you to everyone here. It feels like our little space family just got a whole lot bigger. Not a single person came to me to tell us that we should turn ourselves over and you all fought and helped out when it came down to it. I'm grateful. I think we all are and it won't be forgotten.

[Gamora]
Admit it. You bet hard on those dance lessons.

[Meetra]
I'll take you up on those mind lessons. Why not? It's probably not too hard to get inside there and with all the telepaths running around here now... yeah, not a bad idea. It always creeps me out when Cosmo does it.

[Steve]

Uh, hey.

I cleaned Bucky's room out, someone else can live there now.

What appears to be your training area seems to have suffered damages. Perhaps whomever it was should be more supervised in the future.

[X-Men: canons, AUs, and everybody!]
Just a word of warning, my dears: don't trust the Avengers.

And I'll be taking on Wanda Maximoff as a student. Any objections will be thoroughly ignored.

[Remy, the elder]
I'll take you up on that drink.

[Jean]
How much control do you have over your better half?

I guess I won't be spending my evening the way I had been planning because this was definitely not on the agenda.

Hey, I'm Kara Zor-El or Kara Danvers and this is....well I haven't quite decided what this is, but I'll figure it out at some point.

Thanks for hosting the poker game the other night, Commander. I had a hell of a lot of fun and nearly made it to the finals. So let's see... I owe Shepard a date, I've won a date with Remy LeBeau, and also I get a nice meal cooked by Doc Mercy for 2. Not too bad!

Remy: Let me know what your schedule's like and we'll set something up.

Shepard: Looks like I'm all yours for a evening! Any idea what you'd like to do?

Mercy: I'll get back to you on what I want for that dinner. Do you have any specialties?

Now that I've got access to this thing again and I've been released from the Zero Room, I need more information about this place. I remember a talking dog, something about a floating head in space, and there was that alien attack recently that I've read about.

Doctor: The TARDIS won't open the doors to let me out. I suggest you have a word with her before I get creative and find my own way out. You said I wasn't a prisoner, so I trust you'll correct this little oversight. Soon.

Handy: Are you still alive? Or has the universe corrected its mistake yet and you've died?

I'm terribly bored again. I knew I should have spied on that little cat fight when I had the chance, but I was having a nice lie in.

[Guardians of the Galaxy filter]
I am Groot.

Who: Captain Jack Harkness and Handy
When: After this
Where: The Zero Room in Handy's TARDIS
Rating: TBD
Status: In Progress

( How does the banana song go? Something about tallying them? )

I need a machinist.