[ And most people would probably tell Gamora she’s insane, that when one hears weird, scary noises in the dark, one should turn the other way.
Peter, on the other hand, just gives a small noise of assent and pulls his other gun from its holster.
He follows after her, creeping through as quietly as he can; he’s nowhere near as silent as Gamora is, but he manages decently enough. Once Gamora’s arm snaps out to bring them to a stop, Peter halts, stepping behind Gamora and ducking his head to better conceal the glow of his mask. It puts him at a bit of a disadvantage, if only because he won’t immediately have a visual on whatever creature is creeping closer, but it’ll at least help to maintain their cover.
The monsters around here are weird as shit, as he recalls, though he’s used to running into random alien creatures by now – so, you know. Familiar in how alien they are?
But whatever this is sounds... wrong. Weird. And the sound of its thudding footfalls mark it as something large and bipedal and limping, with the quiet hiss of something dragging behind it, like a heavy tail. Peter might almost assume it was a fellow prisoner, wounded at some point, if it weren’t for the growling, the snarling, like some kind of wild dog. ]
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Peter, on the other hand, just gives a small noise of assent and pulls his other gun from its holster.
He follows after her, creeping through as quietly as he can; he’s nowhere near as silent as Gamora is, but he manages decently enough. Once Gamora’s arm snaps out to bring them to a stop, Peter halts, stepping behind Gamora and ducking his head to better conceal the glow of his mask. It puts him at a bit of a disadvantage, if only because he won’t immediately have a visual on whatever creature is creeping closer, but it’ll at least help to maintain their cover.
The monsters around here are weird as shit, as he recalls, though he’s used to running into random alien creatures by now – so, you know. Familiar in how alien they are?
But whatever this is sounds... wrong. Weird. And the sound of its thudding footfalls mark it as something large and bipedal and limping, with the quiet hiss of something dragging behind it, like a heavy tail. Peter might almost assume it was a fellow prisoner, wounded at some point, if it weren’t for the growling, the snarling, like some kind of wild dog. ]