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		<title>Liu: Created page with &quot;{{Cutscene Header |Date of Scene=2018/02/18 |Location=Unknown |Synopsis=Summary needed |Cast of Characters=111 |Tinyplot=Harafax }} Uuuunngghhhh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Peter Quill had a ragi...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;{{Cutscene Header |Date of Scene=2018/02/18 |Location=Unknown |Synopsis=Summary needed |Cast of Characters=111 |Tinyplot=Harafax }} Uuuunngghhhh.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peter Quill had a ragi...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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Uuuunngghhhh.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peter Quill had a raging headache, and then there were the lights! Those Awful, awful lights!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Oh, wait. Those are just stars.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Floating. From being hit in the head.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;It came back to him all at once. The bar, the bounty hunters, the shoot-out. Being shot in the face as he was about to get away. Shot in the face? No wonder he felt like his head was about to explode.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Looking around, he was on a prison barge. No doubt about it, this was a cell. A bounty hunters private collection. Probably a guild ship.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Sitting up on his bed, the first thing that struck Peter was how... quiet... everything was. Was everyone else in a mess hall? One look around dispelled that theory; there was a Kree in his cell as his cellmate, and he was sleeping. Then, he noticed the lighting was very dim. Sleepytime.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Pssst. Hey. Are you awake sleeping beauty?&amp;quot; Peter prodded the Kree man verbally, just loud enough to be heard. Didn&amp;#039;t want to wake him up and get into a fight, after all.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Go away, human.&amp;quot; The gruff Kree voice gave in reply.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Uh... I&amp;#039;d love to, but there&amp;#039;s a nice heavy force field in my way. Anything you can do about that?&amp;quot; Peter replied, with both amusement and hope.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;No. Go away.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;So, what&amp;#039;re you in for?&amp;quot; Peter asked, conversationally. The Kree man grunted, then, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll tell you in the morning, if you promise to go away.&amp;quot; Peter gave him a million unit smile. Was he even looking Peters way? &amp;quot;Sure thing, buddy. I just woke up here, and wanted to get to know my neighbor is all.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Peter had a very, very restless night.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Were the rest of the gang fine? He couldn&amp;#039;t get off a warning in time, so there was chance they got hit too.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Luckily, the next morning dispelled that notion too, with the guard coming, &amp;quot;Star-Lord, you&amp;#039;re awake! Good. If you give us the rest of your buddies, I might be able to convince the association to release you as a favor in return.&amp;quot; Peter sighed, &amp;quot;No thanks, I&amp;#039;m good.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Suit yourself.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The Kree man in his cell had been watching the exchange, &amp;quot;Star-Lord. You are the leader of the Guardians of the Galaxy?&amp;quot; Peter once again gave that million unit smile, &amp;quot;Sure am, buddy. Who wants to know?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;A long moment passed, the muscular Kree &amp;quot;Hac-Garr.&amp;quot; His eyes look over Peter, &amp;quot;Your people will probably try to rescue you, yes?&amp;quot; Peter shrugs, &amp;quot;Maybe, maybe not. What&amp;#039;s it to you?&amp;quot; Hac-Garr grunted, &amp;quot;I have a proposition for you, if you manage to get out of here.&amp;quot; Peter squinted at him, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m listening...&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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