That's why I came up with this brilliant scheme- just steal everything.

[beatupgrass]

Who: Rocket + Mirror!Rocket
Where: All around the mansion, both Real and Mirror Side.
When: From the Queen's announcement onwards.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Rocket's Mirror has cut loose for the Real side to steal ALL THE THINGS as he do. Meanwhile Rocket's stuck on the Mirror Side and hates every minute of it.
The Story:

MIRROR SIDE | ROCKET


Rocket has never enjoyed the few trips to the Mirror Side he's gotten stuck having. He doesn't know what the deal with his flarkin' Mirror is, but that bastard can fly when given the chance, and he sure as hell made that switch at a very, very inconvenient time. Seriously. He was working on a thing. He doesn't know what that thing is yet, but being stuck here greatly impedes him from figuring it out.

Rocket's moving through the halls with his gun up, giving everyone who passes the stink-eye, until they prove they're Reals, non-hostile Mirrors, or actually give him a reason to pull the trigger.

"I freakin' hate Wonderland," he mutters as he walks.

REAL SIDE | MIRROR ROCKET

Meanwhile, Rocket's Mirror has shoved The Thing that Rocket was working on in his sack and has set off to find anything else that catches his interest. Surely Her Majesty can't want all of the things. He can have some for himself, too. Nice things. Things to add to his collection.

While Rocket's hard to miss, his Mirror is easy to avoid. He's just some unfamilar, eerily quiet wide-eyed young human man with scruffy hair and dirty clothes. Basically, a scrawny unwashed hobo... who is deftly picking every lock he can find and rifling through your belongings. That's totally normal. He has orders, you see. And he likes shiny things. Those are his. Because he's doing so well for her Majesty.

Comments

[beatupgrass]

"Tried that. My Mirror just jumped back over again, and the rifts ain't always accurate." He shoulders the weapon and huffs. "They work for that Queen bitch, and I ain't fond of her none, and yeah, I'm an Avenger. 'Least here I am."

He's a Guardian of the Galaxy anywhere else, but there ain't no Guardians here. He starts walking past her, determined to find somewhere to bunker down until this blows over. "You might wanna keep movin', lady. It ain't safe over here."

[seesthetruth]

"Oh." Yeah, that just aroused more questions. She tried not to completely drown him in questions, so only went with a few. "So the Queen is evil, then? One of the mirrors told me she was trying to fix the rifts... He wasn't lying, I can promise you that."

She picks up, settling into a pace beside Rocket when he suggests she keep moving. Hi Rocket, have a tag-along. "I'm Verity, not Lady." She sassed, raising an eyebrow. "And thank you for not shooting me."

"So, is there a plan, or just 'keep moving' and hope for the best?"

[beatupgrass]

"How would you know?" He squints at her- as someone who can never fully trust people at face value, her reassurance only makes him hesitant. Either she's overly trusting or she's got some kind of mad skill, which would be useful to have around. And truth or not, it doesn't really do much to convince him the Queen's not evil. She's saving her own ass.

He makes a noncommittal grunt at her introduction and thanks. Her following him doesn't exactly earn much in the way of a reaction either. Probably better to stay in a group, regardless of who she is or what her skills are. "Rocket. And I figure there ain't nothin' like improvisin' in a situation like this."

[seesthetruth]

"I know when people are lying. Not just people, I can't be lied to by anything. Machines, illusions, people, cats--if it's not true, I will know. Sometimes Wonderland can turn my power off, make me believe an event or something, but that isn't the case here." She didn't know if the Queen was good or evil, what she did know was that their goals lined up at the moment.

"Nice to meet you, Rocket." He was prickly, but she appreciated his straight forward blunt attitude. "Improvising sounds like as good a plan as any right now."

[beatupgrass]

"I've got outta places worst than this on a shit-ton less before, so yeah. Something'll come to me."

He considers her words for a moment, and his natural inclination to distrust anything and everything when presented to him at face value kicks in and he casually adds, "I'm a stand-up citizen of the galaxy who ain't never done a bad thing in his life."

That wasn't even a good lie- just looking at him, one can tell he's a roughneck of some kind. It's just a test. To warm her up. Right.