[ It's almost a relief when Rocket digs up the job, gives Peter something to do. Wandering around Wyver is all well and good, taking in the sights, meeting new folks – it's fine.
But work is work, and Rocket clearly has a personal stake in this, so why wouldn't Peter help? Plus, putting his shady skills to the test will always be more fun than playing tourist.
As far as mission briefings go? Huddled around a crate in an alleyway isn't even the weirdest place he's done this. (That particular honor goes to a bathroom stall at some alien fast food joint, all because Kraglin was having a giant craving for a burger.) And in all likelihood, this is Peter's first time in Olympia, as far as he remembers. He picks up one of the photographs – something that looks like a nondescript sort of hallway – but he lets out a low whistle. ]
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But work is work, and Rocket clearly has a personal stake in this, so why wouldn't Peter help? Plus, putting his shady skills to the test will always be more fun than playing tourist.
As far as mission briefings go? Huddled around a crate in an alleyway isn't even the weirdest place he's done this. (That particular honor goes to a bathroom stall at some alien fast food joint, all because Kraglin was having a giant craving for a burger.) And in all likelihood, this is Peter's first time in Olympia, as far as he remembers. He picks up one of the photographs – something that looks like a nondescript sort of hallway – but he lets out a low whistle. ]
Swanky.
[ Peter drops the photo back on the crate. ]
We know anything about security in there?