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AND NOW THAT THAT PITIFUL ARGUING WAS ALL OVER, THE WHOLE GROUP SURVEY THE PLANET AND TAKE SAMPLES.
"the hell happened to this planet?" quill questions, holding up a vile filled with an orange substance.
maleficent runs her fingers over a bit of cracked rock, grimacing at the large amount of dust rubbing off onto her pale finger.
"it's eight degrees of it's axis" - quill continues - "gravitational pull is all over the place"
stark looks up to the orange sky, "yeah, we got one advantage. he's coming to us"
maleficent wipes the dust from her finger onto mantis' shoulder, whom was jumping up and down and spinning around, enjoying the way she could stay up longer.
"we'll use it" stark nods, turning around to face everybody.
"alright, i have a plan"
maleficent raises an eyebrow.
"or at least the beginnings of one. it's pretty simple. we draw him in, pin him down, get what we need. definitely don't wanna dance with this guy. we just want the gauntlet"
drax yawns obnoxiously.
stark turns to him, "are you yawning?" he questions loudly in offence.
"in the middle of this, while i'm breaking it down? huh? did you hear what i said?"
"i stopped listening after you said 'we need a plan' "
"okay, mr. clean is on his own page"
maleficent steps forward, "and what makes you think this plan is going to work anyway?"
quill nods, "see, 'not winging it' isn't really what they do"
"uh, what exactly is it that they do?" parker questions.
"kick names, take ass?" mantis speaks, maleficent raises an eyebrow in confusion,
