5429/Meditation Session(

Meditation Session(
Date of Scene:	24 September 2018
Location:	Space
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Adam Warlock, Gamora

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Adam Warlock has posed:
The Milano was presently cruising through the Nova Empire after turning in a bounty on a particular criminal. It was actually pretty tough. Especially since the guy had some kree bodyguards on him that were a bit more than average. But! Another successful mission for the Guardians.

While the ship was just cruisin' onwards towards whatever destination that Quill wanted, Adam Warlock, dressed in his wizarding robes (that being black robes with red tints and accents) is currently floating in a meditative trance. His hands clasped before him as his staff stands straight up near him.

He does this rather often. When others tend to ask, he's 'harmonizing with the energy of life itself'. People tend not to know what he's actually talking about.

But there he is...perhaps he's just waiting to see what happens?

Gamora has posed:
While the other guardians were turning in said Criminal, Gamora decided to pick up a side job, and of course she completed it, though, it ended with her and Lobo having a pretty nasty fight. Entering the Kitchen after pretty much having a shower and a change of clothing, Gamora stalks past the meditating warlock, and to the fridge to get a bottle of purple drink.

One can tell she had a fight recently, because the skin on her knuckles, arms and face is a slight bit lighter green than the rest of her, meaning while she is healed due to her regeneration, the pigment hasent settled in just yet. Ploping herself in a chair, and propping her feet up, she takes a long drink before laying her head back to look up at the overhead bulkhead.

Adam Warlock has posed:
Adam didn't even open his eyes as Gamora entered. At this point, he's practically memorized everyone's scents, smells, and spiritual 'feel'. No wonder his teammates call him 'nerd'. But, he smiles softly. "Hello Gamora. How did your 'side job' go?" His eyes finally open, though he remains floating and in a meditative stance. Those red eyes watch Gamora as he sees her probable bruises.

Well, least he knows she probably won that fight.

"Do you need someone to look upon your bruises? I can help heal you, if it pleases."

Gamora has posed:
Gamora continues to look up and frowns. "No, they are healed, the pigment just needs to adjust is all. The job i complete, I just had to.. deal with somthing rather untasteful." She says, and her tone suggests that perhaps bringing up the mater any further might cause more trouble than it's worth. So she also changes the subject.

"Is quill taking us back to Knowhere? or where is our destination?" She asks as she takes another sip of her drink.

Adam Warlock has posed:
Adam looks upon Gamora with a small look of concern on his face. Sounds like whatever happened, wasn't necessarily good. Either way, Adam softly sets his feet upon the ground and takes his staff into his hand, approaching Gamora and sitting down next to her. "I believe Knowhere is our destination. Unless Peter Quill is once again attempting to avoid his friendly Ravager friends." he smiles innocently at that.

He leans against his seat lightly. "Is there somewhere you would prefer to go?" he asks curiously.

Gamora has posed:
"Not really, just curiosity." Gamora says as she finishes her drink and tosses said empty bottle into0 a waste bin. "Thease few jobs we have done should allow us to be picky for the next few months. Maybe we can get a few lucritive salvage jobs out of the way, or Join the pushback attempt against the Thanagarian empire."