User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-5837525-20160413033055

Gamora: Hmph. Indeed.

Orbit: You're sure you can pilot the ship in your condition?

Star-Lord: Dude, I once survived a minimum of 45 seconds in the cold vacuum of space. A few bullet holes aren't gonna keep me down.

Orbit: I get the feeling you're embellishing.

Star-Lord: ...Okay, 30 seconds.

Orbit: We're counting on you.

(Orbit moves out of the pilot's chair, and Star-Lord takes his place.)

Star-Lord: Ahhhh... Much better.

(Decibelle double-checks the contents of her uniform pouches, keeping a few offensive gadgets handy just in case.)