4471/Destination Knowhere

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Destination Knowhere
Date of Scene: 17 May 2018
Location: Knowhere
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: Beryl, Gigas, Adam Warlock, Star-Lord




Beryl has posed:
A tiny vessel emerged out of hyperspace. She made it two hundred light-years before realizing that she had no idea how to get to the system she wanted to. She even met someone named the Silver Surfer out there. But he didn't know where it was either. So she decided to return back to Knowhere, and lands in the docking bay. She has a bit of resources now - she found some interesting metals in an asteroid belt, and has some platinum and iridium pieces that she shaped into ingots, to trade for whatever she needs. She heads to the Burnout Pub, looking to see if anyone she recognizes is within...

Gigas has posed:
    The Burnout Pub is not the only place like it in the vast expanse of Knowhere. Various pubs, dives, haunts, hangouts, clubs and halls that exist to accommodate the ne'er doers, cheats, rough necks and plain ol'miners and workers that populate the immense space port on the distant edge of..er..know where.

Thus when the outer wall of one such pub finds its large windows shattered from the force of trio of burly multi-hued alien mercs coming hurtling through it..business as usual continues for the rest in the area, including the nearby Burnout Pub. The troubled trio land with appropriate rag-doll physics at work, one sliding into another wall, and the other two tumbling into a parked vehicle.

As the crowd scatters, the very ground begins to shake and the wall of the unfortunate dive begins to bulge outward as a gigantic blue and impossibly massive and muscled torso completely fills up the front entrance and windows, pressing against it until it finally bursts apart to allow the freakishly big body of Gigas to stride through into the streets. The shaking ground and a rolling plume of dust accompanies his movements as he steps towards the aforementioned trio.

Adam Warlock has posed:
Adam was already in the Burnout Pub, simply floating a few feet off the ground as he sat cross-legged. He wore his wizard robes even still, with the hood lifted over his head so that he would look less noticeable. Good for peace and quiet. Nevertheless, with his staff lain across his lap, the sound of alien mercenaries flying through hte windows.

Will Adam ever be able to sit peacefully and have nothing eventful happen? Probably not. But he doesn't appear to mind as he stops floating to settle on his feet and approach the men and of course, the ridiculously huge Gigas. "Ah, Gigas. Hello again, my friend. I take it you've had a rather exciting evening?" Adam walks up to him like nothing was odd or out of the ordinary.

Though he also senses the presence of Minoke as the Coluan enters, and the golden mage offers her a little wave.

Beryl has posed:
Minoke blinks as she watches some commotion across the 'street' as she heads towards Adam. "Hello there," she states. "I was going to head towards the Sol system... someone told me it was fun there - but I got nervous and turned around..." She sighs. "I'm curious... but apparently not courageous... I didn't want to be adrift again."

Star-Lord has posed:
The Milano is vacated by Quill after a much needed shower and a memo left behind for Rocket 'Stop pissing on my ship'. An easy read. The man who calls himself Star-Lord is strutting freshly dressed in new clothes, hair combed and a nice shave job to touch up his jawline towards the Burnout Pub. A low whistle of the Beatles /Here Comes the Sun/ escaping him as he struts past a three eyed man. A man who deserves a rapid fire fingergun 'hello' in passing.

The tremor of the massive Gigas walking barely felt in the noise around the streets and also overlooked by the 'human'. He is used to all manner of strange and new sights, most anymroe, not so new. Peter Quill has been in space a very very long time.

Gigas has posed:
    Well then, that doesn't do much for Gigas' intimidating presence to just have a guy walk right up and address him as if..nothing was going on. Not that this sort of thing is unusual for Knowhere but..he is kinda ridiculously massive and has some bit of reputation in some parts out there.

But it's to late. He'll have to try harder if he wants any sort of lasting impression to follow him around. As of right now the brute just sort of looks flatly at Adam with an upraised eyebrow as bystanders address one another curiously in the wake of this. The trio, themselves, begin to pick themselves up with two beginning a rapid retreat while the third takes a longer bit of time to settle his senses.

"Uh" begins the giant, "..I was simply trying to question them on important matters!"

And then Minoke just sort of walks up to start asking about the location of the Sol system.

"Hmm..I am kind of in the middle of stomping people into the ground. Am I not worth a teensy weensy bit of trepidation..? This is the second time this has happened, Daxamite prince not being counted."

The crowds start to shrug and slowly disperse as true danger seems..not exactly imminent after all.

As the third mercenary begins to vanish into the crowd, Gigas sighs and then turns to look down at Minoke, "I have heard of Sol. Are you lost?"

Adam Warlock has posed:
Adam first looksto Peter Quill as the captain of the Milano arrives into the pub...because where else would he be, if he's not on the Milano? With that in mind, Adam smiles to him and takes in his fresh scent. "Much better, Peter Quill. Much better." he compliments the fellow as he pats his shoulder, though his eyes move then to Minoke as she speaks with him directly about the Sol system.

"The Sol system? What takes you there? Though I understand your fear. It has left a traumatic memory upon your mind. How about next time you attempt to go, I will put an enchantment upon your ship so that in the event that you lose your way, you will always come back here. Think of it as a sort of cosmic compass." a kindness in his voice.

Finally, to Gigas. "Oh, forgive me my friend. I had not realized you were conducting matters of a more violent nature. But perhaps, in an effort to ensure no permanent damage is made, I buy you something to drink instead? Calm the nerves."

Beryl has posed:
Minoke smiles faintly. "I spoke to my friend Crusader, who was there when I awakened, and his friend, a woman named Captain Marvel. Both talkd about it. How it was a haven for life. I... got scared in the depths of space. I met someone named the Silver Surfer... and... once that concluded... I turned around. I... after the storm, I could've been adrift forever... I didn't want that to happen again."

Star-Lord has posed:
"Adam, right? Adam. Yeah. Tons better, I agree... " Peter might be joking at the Warlock's geeting. Stopping to stand there unaware of Gigas at first. The man is huge. In Star-Lords defense he actually thinks he is part of the structure itself.
The exchange of words and name drops like Surfer, Marvel has Peter looking at the source, Minoke, curious until he hears Gigas voice, a rumble and a tremor!? "Captain Crunches beard, what the heck is that!?" HE stares at first a limb then his eyes lift, higher, higher... "Geezus buddy, I didn't even see you there. I mean, how did I miss that... crap, this place doesn't have a clearance.... " A step back and Peter stops craning his neck up. "Just wow."

Gigas has posed:
    "Ah hah! A wow! That is better then nothing. I will accept that." Gigas deep voice is cheerful as he hears Peter and he nods down at him before turning to address Adam directly, "There is no need. I am fine. Hmm..damage is done. I will just have to try harder next time."

Harder at what..he allows to linger in the air and go unsaid but considering he already put a hole in the wall of some other non descript pub..it's probably -best- left unsaid.

"Silver Surfer..you mean the silver one on the board? Hrm..he seems to encounter people often despite seemingly seeking solitude and looking for his home.."

After this, he turns, creaking his vast body around to face Peter head on now. The gem like forms on his bracers blink a few times and then an image of Mon-El appears, hovering over the brutes massive hand in a holographic detail as he shows it to Peter.

"Have you seen this boy?" he rumbles in his best un-intended interpretation of the T-1000.

Beryl has posed:
Minoke nods. "Yes. The Surfer mentioned that. I told him I lost mine as well," she whispers. "I was going to see if that planet Earth could serve as a new home... but I couldn't find it." She glances at the hologram Gigas is displaying. "I have not seen that person before." She shrugs. "But... my memory span is a month long... and... I sometimes forget things..." She sighs. "It's very distressing."

Adam Warlock has posed:
Adam ahhhs a moment as he speaks with Minoke. "I see. Well, I pray that you will be able to see them again, and that they will be able to help better navigate you to the Sol system." a kind smile on his face before he looks to Peter Quill. "Yes. Adam Warlock is my name." he smiles before he looks to Gigas. "It is a primordial being. A very interesting one at that. His name is Gigas." a small chuckle from him before his eyes move to Gigas himself.

"It is of no consequence. Though when I hear the name of tSilver surfer....it reminds me. I hope he found his homeworld. He's been looking for it for sometime. I can only hope that I was able to help him." he sighs a moment. Before he looks at the holographic image, seeing if Peter had seen the man.

"I still have not met this man. But I will keep an eye out for you."

Star-Lord has posed:
"Thats a boy or are you calling me, boy?" Peter questions with a stubborn display as he looks at the titan. "No."

There conversation has Star-Lord confused as he looks from one to the other, then in at the bar, thats where he wants to be but he feels like some part of him should be polite, mainly because of Adam.

"Gigas, that fits. Surfers in space, so rad." Peter comments while he looks at Minoke, again now that his curiosity is back and hes not distracted by the large being with the holographic imagery. "I feel like I am sober and... its a buzzkill."

Beryl has posed:
Minoke sighs softly. "All I really want... is a place to belong. I was headnig towards that planet far out there because maybe I could." She glances at Adam. "But you, and you," she states, gesturing to Peter and Adam, "were there when my ship drifted by Knowhere. You helped revive me. Maybe... I could... join you guys?" she asks hopefully, smiling faintly. "I have many useful skills... I can prove myself." She then trails off. "What do you guys do?" she finally asks. "You have a nice ship..."

Gigas has posed:
    "No, not -you- boy. -This- boy!" says Gigas, pointing a huge finger at Mon-El's visage a few times."

He then glances quickly at Minoke. "Not wise, asking to join people you have just met just because you are lonely. You are indeed only a month old, it seems." Gigas flicks his wrist and the holographic image of Mon-El vanishes,

"Knowhere ..it is easy to get wrapped up in things that you seem as if you would find unsavory. You should be careful in your hunting for attention and a 'place to be' before slavers cart you off to 'be' in the mines."

Adam Warlock has posed:
Adam looks to Gigas as he seems insistant that he is looking for this Mon-El. Though a question needs to be ask. His eyes look to Gigas. "I do have a question. You said this man was royalty? Why do you seek to find this man?" he asks curiously before he looks to Minoke as she speaks. "I would not mind if you joined our ranks, though the decision is not mine." he lookst oCaptain Quill for that one, since he has a habit of collecting members anyway.

Either way, it is what it is. His eyes shift to Peter as he speaks about the surfer and he just -sighs- lightly.

Beryl has posed:
Minoke nods to Gigas. "That is true..." she muses. "So, Adam... what do you guys do on that fast ship of yours?" she asks. "And... would there be room for someone who needs no food, water, or air - just some electricity and maybe some metal as sustenance?"

Gigas has posed:
    "Ooooh..no reason.. I just.had to ask him a question on behalf of someone elsemaybe..possiblycrush him into small pieces but he's Daxamite and they're rather tough so he'll be alright after I do it.. Nothing particularly..you know.important."

Gigas seems rather flippant and non chalant about it all but then returns his attention to Minoke once more as Peter himself gets put on the spot but is seemingly distracted.

"You are pushing hard to join this crew you have just met and know nothing about? Why? Are you spy or do you lack that much to do? Or do you think they can help you get to Sol? This is very ..strange to me."

Star-Lord has posed:
"Join us?" Peter says with some suprise. "You?" He adds further. Gigas gets a glare, "Star. Lord. Not BOY. Ya giant... " Star-Lord stops paying attention directly to them long enough to turn his back and watch a woman with teal skin walk by, wearing next to nothing and shaped like a model, "If Cindy Crawford were blue... " He mumbles, a step after the woman then a pause as if he remembers himself, "Wait, what? Royalty... I am way too sober, I nearly got maimed by some Badoon's earlier, rubbed in some trash panda piddle and now... " Blink. A blink.

Adam Warlock has posed:
Adam looks between everyone but seems fit to remain silent. Though he looks to Peter Quill as he speaks of Cindy Crawford. "...I do not know who that is." Adam says simply, but with a curious smile and a light tilt of his head. Though his eyes fall upon Gigas as he seems to speak about doing harm to this Mon-El. "Why? as a test of strength?" he asks curiously. He seemed to be trying to get to the bottom of this. But alas, his eyes turn to look at Minoke as she seems to ask him specifically.

"We tend to explore the universe and solve problems where we can. Sometimes reward is given in the form of payment, but most times it's out of kindness....and whenever Gamora happens to be looking over Peter Quill's shoulder." a smile.

"I do believe we have room for you."

Gigas has posed:
    "Yes! Sort of." Adam seems to 'get' Gigas, at least a little bit. "I did not know much about Daxamites until I was given this job. Now I am very intrigued! But..I also have a contract so I have to try and do that as well if I want to increase my reputation and get more good jobs. Anyway..I can't say much more because ..that's also part of my contract."

He's not doing a very good job of keeping things mum as is, but seems to have enough of a head on his shoulders to realize that he's bordering on saying to much.

To Peter, Gigas turns again and he rumbles curiously, "Star-Lord? Hmm.. You..rule over Stars? That's..that's very impressive! No wonder random strangers want to join your crew. A great and mighty ship, no doubt! Also I do not know what a Trash Panda is."

Beryl has posed:
Minoke shoots a questioning glance towards Peter. "Adam... is he okay in the head?" she asks. "I don't understand what he's mumblign about. What's a Cindy Crawford?" She just shrugs. "Yes, me. You'er the captain? I wish to join your crew. Adam told me about what you do. It sounds like... a great place I can call home. Besides, I heard you already had one green-skinned female with your crew. Maybe another will be... lucky. Oh, and I can do this." She picks up an ingot of platinum. Holds it in her hand. A green glow comes from her hand, and she lets it go - and it's a perfect replica of Peter. "I can reshape metal."

Star-Lord has posed:
"Whoah whoah, hey now. We don't know her." Star-Lord interjects, "This is also MY ship, not yours goldy." The former-ish Ravager says, snapping back to full coherency. "Hes not wrong we do those things and are those things but we don't just let anyone join the crew, room or not." Star-Lord puts his hands on his hips and frowns. "Especially yeah, what that big... whatever he is said, RANDOM people a random people person who doesnt know who the most gorgeous woman on Earth is... "

"No, no, green... " The metal being reshaped has a greed beyond his eyes flicker. He forgets what hes saying or thinking,

"Well, isn't that just radical."

Gigas has posed:
    A slow, knowing, grin creases Gigas' features as he watches Peter's reactions to Minoke's demonstration of her powers. Gigas may be slow at times and not always the brightest bulb in the room - but he also knows the company of scoundrels and can be one himself from time to time.

Needless to say, he knows 'that' look of a would be entrepreneur.

"Heh heh." He rumbles, voice deep and thrumming as it vibrates nearby windows.

"Well I'm sure that such power is useful only for the most..altruistic of purposes." He glances at his bracers and then rumbles, "I must continue my search. Ah, I will come and see your ship for myself, Lord of Stars, at some point in the future."

Beryl has posed:
Minoke nods. "Do you like it? It's a chunk of platinum I found in an asteroid belt..." She smiles. "I made it in your likeness, Peter. I... I'm not asking to be made a full member of your team. Just... give me a chance. Let me just... live with you guys. I will not be a burden. I swear. Test me if you wish."

She turns to Gigas. "I hope you find the one you're looking for... unless... unless of course you plan on hurting him. Then I hope you don't." She smiles and shrugs.

Star-Lord has posed:
"From afar. I dont even know if you'll fit past the hatchway." Peter remarks at Gigas, though, hes found the big man relatively harmless aside from calling him a boy. Inflated pride says hes not to be belittled but then, the monster sized creature probably easily slings such phrasings.

Adam gets a wave as Peter stares at the chunk of metal, "I, yeah, I mean cmon, look at it." Then he shakes his head, "Not my call alone. Got a team to pitch it to before I go shaking things up with fresh meat."

"Hang around though, prove yourself and we'll talk." He says to Minoke.

"I got to go see a guy."
"WAIT Kathy Ireland. Crap, Kathy Ireland and Cindy Crawford. Names ring any bells? Oh nevermind." Quill tries to pocket the platinum and walk off before they realize what hes doing...

Gigas has posed:
"Hmm..A lord of Stars has a small ship?"

The thought seems to bother Gigas but he shrugs it off. He's versed in making his own entrances. Surely their ship can handle him!

"Farewell!" he says to both PEter and Minoke. And then he is off!

Beryl has posed:
Minoke smiles faintly as she turns to face Peter as he goes to leave. That chunk of platinum - she can track it. Her sensors let her track deposits of metal - especially ones she has shifted. She doesn't say this of course. "Are you leaving without a goodbye, muttering some other women's names?" she asks, tilting her head, sounding confused.