<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6ssyw3b.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Peter Quill - Star-Lord<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Currently wearing a black t-shirt emblazoned with a cherry red silhouette of Ziggy Stardust's face above a pair of navy blue jeans and worn black boots styled with oddly arranged patterns of geometric shapes in various shades of white.<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Sep 10, 2019<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Early Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Bridge,<em>Regal Ebonee</em><br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Engaging in Combat<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>The Equinox Crew, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Peter scowled slightly beneath his mask the at predictable insult Thundra slung his way, but the weight being relieved from his legs as she threw him over her muscular shoulder was more than enough for him to overcome his pride and utter a quiet, “Thanks Red.” Peter was largely silent as Thundra carried him through the corridors of the<em>Regal Ebonee</em>, his focus mainly being on setting his elemental gun's settings to something that wouldn't damage the ship's already battered hull while still having enough strength to knock the Badoon on their ass.<br/><br/>While it took far more effort than usual to raise his weapon against the weight of the gravity, there was still plenty of time to line up a shot before the Badoon aboard the bridge had a chance to fire their own shots. An immensely sharp blast of wind cascaded out of Peter's weapon towards the three Badoon, anything not held down getting caught in the gust and flying towards them. It wasn't the strongest setting the weapon could manage, but experience taught him that it should be more than enough to at least knock down the Badoon, hopefully incapacitating at least one of them, but his goal was mostly in providing Thundra the moment she would need to cross the room and engage with the marines in hand to hand combat.<br/><br/>If Thundra decided to set him down, he'd do his best to keep firing the blasts of torrential wind without catching her in the crossfire. However if she forgot to set him down, he'd continue to fire down upon the Badoon as if he were some kind of wind spouting turret attached to Thundra's powerful frame. The potential for the constantly agitated warrior woman to simply hurl him at their foe crossed his mind, but he prayed this wouldn't be the case as he doubted there were any good outcomes for him in that scenario.