❛Wait─ are we the good guys now?❜
Naverrie was the last of her kind, for all she knew. Sold as an item to stare at, a relict of a lost civilization, was no fun. Thankfully, that was when Yondu Udonta freed her and gave her a chance to become a Ravag...
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Most of the time, Naverrie wass treated like a child that she obviously wasn't anymore. She was seventeen, for goodness sake! Why did Quill continue to stick her out for Yondu's anger as if expecting that he's going to be soft on her and forget his actions? It was working when she was younger, she'd give him that. But even Yondu knew that he can't soften up each time she was present. She was not that young as she was back in the day, she understands things and there was no point in being sweet on her.
Which didn't change that Yondu was still lacking trust in her. Naverrie could no longer squeeze through smaller vents, only those similar size to the ones on the Milano. Her species wasn't as tall as most of others in the galaxy, so Naverrie grew up to be no more than 5'0 tall. But beside being needed to missions with small spaces, Yondu seemed to discard her and keep her on the side. As if he didn't trust that she could be good at stealing around like the others. Obviously, Naverrie was bitter about it and that's why she kept on sneaking on board Quill's ship. She was closer to the action, but simultaneously, it annoyed the hell out of Quill and Yondu.
She was hoping that one day, they'll take her to do a job, but right now, she was losing it. Quill told her to stay on the ship while he's selling the orb. When will it end? Naverrie wanted to do more than sit around like a lost puppy that's waiting for instructions of what to do!
This is why Naverrie left the Milano to wander around Xandar, hoping to find Quill and prove him wrong once again.
Xandar was a futuristic planet fully covered with tall and shiny buildings. There's a lot of species mixing together in one environment. Everything was kept in blue and golden colors, like the emblem of the Nova Empire. It was the capital after all. Naverrie had been here before, so she made her way to the centre of an open space with the fountain in the middle down the memorized path. It was usually crowded, but this time there wasn't as many people as she had seen here before.
Slowly, she made her way along the pathway, looking around cautiously. Quill must've be there somewhere. There wasn't a lot of Krylorians, either. Bereet should be easy to find.
And yet, Nave couldn't find them, but instead, her eyes fell upon a tree near a fountain. Naverrie narrowed her eyes. Since when there was a tree?
