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voidtreckerexpress2021-05-04 05:47 pm
yondu) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2021-05-04 05:47 pm
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Who: Yondu and OTA
Where: Cinema Car
When: Llama 3
What: Yondu shows a few of the holovids he got from home (Battle for Xandar, Flerken Documentary, Ravager Info)
Warnings: A "Damn Nature, You Scary!" scenario
OTA in the Cinema Carriage
Newsreel: Battle for Xandar
Yondu's been looking forward to this one the most. Partially 'cause he wants to remember some of the good times of bein' back home. This victory was a definite high point, even if he missed a good chunk of the battle from above. He'd still been fighting below.
It's a ground view of the notorious (in his universe) battle. He points at the Eclector as it's approaching, speaking over the correspondent on the ground who's narrating the airbattle. "That'n was my ship! An that other'n was called the Dark Aster." He says as a swarm of small M-ships drop out of the bottom of his own vessel.
Then he points to the ship up between the two blast ships. "That'n was me. An' down there's Quill, that's my boy. An' there was Kraglin' an' Rocket. Now the plan originally was that they'd blow a hole in that there an' both me an' Quill'd go in but uh..."
He's quiet until a chunk of debris takes a third of his ship off during the mayhem of the frantic fight and he starts going down.
"...Looks worse than it was. Ended up fightin' ground troops an' havin' to watch from down there, too." He says as a bunch of little Nova Corp Star Blasters show up, escorting Peter's ship. Then he claps once and points with a big jagged grin "-Lookit that! Look at how damn good Peter did flyin' in there." He's proud as hell of his dumb boy.
He finally settles back in to watch the grid up, where it cuts away to talk to an eyewitness reliving their portion of the account and what they were doing that day.
"They show some more in a li'l' bit."
Flerkens: The Improbable Creature
Yondu's quiet this time, listening to the David Attenborough level voice narrate.
It's set in some space ruins, about Earth levels of development though before whatever apocalypse happened there. In a cityscape there's a 'cat' wandering, an orange striped tabby, looking fairly normal at this point.
"The Flerken mother's clutch is near hatching. The young will be vulnerable, so she is patrolling the area of potential predators. And she spots one. A native canine commonly called a 'three-eyed terror hound."
The view shows a massive dog, about the size of a horse, sniffing around the remains of an alien vehicle. "It has caught the scent of a potential meal. The mother-to-be needs to act quickly." The tabby goes darting along an overgrown curb, flattened down as low as she can get, stalking. She has that wild-eyed cat look. She bides her time under the car as the monster-sized animal gets near a rusty shipping container, swiss-cheesed with holes from age.
"Now, she strikes."
That's when the Flerken darts out with the speed a mother cat is usually seen exhibiting before protecting her kittens. What is not usually seen (by humans, anyway) is the mother opening her head completely up and tentacles pouring out of her mouth. She makes a nightmarish noise as she grabs the would-be egg-eater and swallows it whole.
"Her young are safe. For now."
A camera inside shows the Flerken mother going to lay among her eggs, of which there look to be at least 200 some.
"That's what cats look like to me," Yondu says to the person watching with him, then carefully eating a piece of popcorn.
Ravager Country
There's a wide-spanning shot of something that looks like an asteroid until it pans to an angle that reveals that it's a massive skull with a city built into it. This narrator sounds a little more energetic and excitable.
"Welcome to Knowhere." The camera cuts to a street view of pretty questionable looking people wandering around. Everything still mostly intact because this was filmed before Ronan got ahold of the place, but that doesn't say much for quality. A pink man with brown hair and dressed about as recognizably like a field reporter as a space person can look is guiding the cameraman through a marketplace.
"This is one of the best places to find brokers that deal with Ravagers. Usually they serve as middle-men between someone that wants an item or a capture and the Ravager faction they hire. Different factions pass through Knowhere on a regular basis. In fact there are over 100 Ravager factions, and we have one moving in now."
The camera turns to show a bunch of Ravagers walking towards a bar. They're all wearing black and have a different 'flame' design on their uniform. The reporter approaches them to talk.
"I didn't know none o' them," Yondu says, wrinkling up his nose and shrugging. "I think they got Contraxia in here, too." He'll just not mention half of what he's done on Contraxia.
Where: Cinema Car
When: Llama 3
What: Yondu shows a few of the holovids he got from home (Battle for Xandar, Flerken Documentary, Ravager Info)
Warnings: A "Damn Nature, You Scary!" scenario
Yondu's been looking forward to this one the most. Partially 'cause he wants to remember some of the good times of bein' back home. This victory was a definite high point, even if he missed a good chunk of the battle from above. He'd still been fighting below.
It's a ground view of the notorious (in his universe) battle. He points at the Eclector as it's approaching, speaking over the correspondent on the ground who's narrating the airbattle. "That'n was my ship! An that other'n was called the Dark Aster." He says as a swarm of small M-ships drop out of the bottom of his own vessel.
Then he points to the ship up between the two blast ships. "That'n was me. An' down there's Quill, that's my boy. An' there was Kraglin' an' Rocket. Now the plan originally was that they'd blow a hole in that there an' both me an' Quill'd go in but uh..."
He's quiet until a chunk of debris takes a third of his ship off during the mayhem of the frantic fight and he starts going down.
"...Looks worse than it was. Ended up fightin' ground troops an' havin' to watch from down there, too." He says as a bunch of little Nova Corp Star Blasters show up, escorting Peter's ship. Then he claps once and points with a big jagged grin "-Lookit that! Look at how damn good Peter did flyin' in there." He's proud as hell of his dumb boy.
He finally settles back in to watch the grid up, where it cuts away to talk to an eyewitness reliving their portion of the account and what they were doing that day.
"They show some more in a li'l' bit."
Flerkens: The Improbable Creature
Yondu's quiet this time, listening to the David Attenborough level voice narrate.
It's set in some space ruins, about Earth levels of development though before whatever apocalypse happened there. In a cityscape there's a 'cat' wandering, an orange striped tabby, looking fairly normal at this point.
"The Flerken mother's clutch is near hatching. The young will be vulnerable, so she is patrolling the area of potential predators. And she spots one. A native canine commonly called a 'three-eyed terror hound."
The view shows a massive dog, about the size of a horse, sniffing around the remains of an alien vehicle. "It has caught the scent of a potential meal. The mother-to-be needs to act quickly." The tabby goes darting along an overgrown curb, flattened down as low as she can get, stalking. She has that wild-eyed cat look. She bides her time under the car as the monster-sized animal gets near a rusty shipping container, swiss-cheesed with holes from age.
"Now, she strikes."
That's when the Flerken darts out with the speed a mother cat is usually seen exhibiting before protecting her kittens. What is not usually seen (by humans, anyway) is the mother opening her head completely up and tentacles pouring out of her mouth. She makes a nightmarish noise as she grabs the would-be egg-eater and swallows it whole.
"Her young are safe. For now."
A camera inside shows the Flerken mother going to lay among her eggs, of which there look to be at least 200 some.
"That's what cats look like to me," Yondu says to the person watching with him, then carefully eating a piece of popcorn.
Ravager Country
There's a wide-spanning shot of something that looks like an asteroid until it pans to an angle that reveals that it's a massive skull with a city built into it. This narrator sounds a little more energetic and excitable.
"Welcome to Knowhere." The camera cuts to a street view of pretty questionable looking people wandering around. Everything still mostly intact because this was filmed before Ronan got ahold of the place, but that doesn't say much for quality. A pink man with brown hair and dressed about as recognizably like a field reporter as a space person can look is guiding the cameraman through a marketplace.
"This is one of the best places to find brokers that deal with Ravagers. Usually they serve as middle-men between someone that wants an item or a capture and the Ravager faction they hire. Different factions pass through Knowhere on a regular basis. In fact there are over 100 Ravager factions, and we have one moving in now."
The camera turns to show a bunch of Ravagers walking towards a bar. They're all wearing black and have a different 'flame' design on their uniform. The reporter approaches them to talk.
"I didn't know none o' them," Yondu says, wrinkling up his nose and shrugging. "I think they got Contraxia in here, too." He'll just not mention half of what he's done on Contraxia.
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Not the afterlife most people would hope for. But he knows that, in the long run, he gets no happy ending.
"So what happened with your line? If that ain't askin' too much. Sounds like they let ya down from your tone there."
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The topic on his father is... less appealing, even than that of death, and Vegeta skirts the issue without delving too deep into it. "Traditionally Saiyans tend to have little to do with their children, particularly the men. Children are normally raised up enough to survive and sent off for missions to other planets. The weakest are shipped off as infants and made to rely on their instincts rather than receiving any real training. Only the elite and upper classes tend to get training before they head out, but they also got those planets with a higher threat rating to them."
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He's known a hell of a lot of mystics though.
"So you were a hell of a lot more of a daddy to your boy than what your own old man was to you. I get some planets have traditions but some of them traditions is shit." But before he can go off on a full rant about how imparting some knowledge actually matters, he thinks to ask some more. "So you never really got to know 'im then? Where'd ya end up first?"
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Talk of other planets is far, far easier. "I don't recall, no doubt it was designated a number under Freeza's system. There was no point in learning a planet's name before it was conquered, either a local term or one used by galactic standards. It didn't matter anyways, we never stayed on them long, just enough to clear the majority of the population and any defensive measures it would have then moved onto the next one." It... wasn't a high point in Vegeta's life, though he hadn't realized it at the time, especially with his first planet. Though the pride of having taken it so easily had kind of been waned by the knowledge they had lost their own planet at the same time.
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It's a familiar sort of bitterness, and while he can take things hard- he's walked out of conversations on the train after snapping back. This isn't personal. If anything, it's a defense that he gets, and it's not even that bad.
"What exactly is the deal with this Freeza guy? I mean, besides bein' as bad as the Kree as far as keepin' people that I can tell."
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He did let out a scoffing sound as his lip curled up. "He's continuing an empire that was ran by his father before him. Their family has a habit of collecting planets and troops as they continue their conquest across the universe. His brother also is in the family business, though his terrains are smaller and he tends to avoid Freeza's sections." Though it would be amusing to see those two have a go at each other...
"He has a tendency of killing any of his troops he feels are not pulling their weight or living up to his standards without a moment of hesitation, and has a level of cruelty when it comes to killing off those weaker than him." Vegeta is also well aware how hypocritical it is of him to say all of this, since he had been the same. He's trying to make up now for his actions of the past, but it doesn't undo that he had done.
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"All that sounds real familiar." He's thinking again of the Kree. "Except less family drama an' the Kree eventually got beat out. Sounds like a forced treaty weren't gonna happen. Ya actually had to take 'im and his kin out to settle things."
Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. And the best option, if not the only option, was outright killing.
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A moment of thought before Vegeta returns back to the here and now, a glance to the holovid in front of them. This was... nicer than he had expected it to be, having just been interested to see other technologies from other realms. Yondu certainly turned out to be interesting to talk to. "Thank you with sharing your experiences here."