Yeah. Depends on the weapon, though. Guns ain't gonna get us any goodwill with the people, believe me I've brought it up once or twice.
[ The Solvunn locals would rather deal with pitchforks and knives, and that's ... well, it's gonna get 'em all killed one day, he's sure of it. But Rocket has lived here long enough to actually care (heaven forbid) about not getting shunned out of the commune now. This is what happens when you find a place you don't mind living in, huh? You start to think about consequences.
Gross. ]
We make our own luck. Remember?
[ Trusting in some greater universal force is stupid and it's pointless and it leads to disappointment and expectation of something you should work on for yourself. Besides, any time he ever used to rely on luck or the forces beyond him has wound up with him getting shit-all. Usually the death of someone he cared about.
And now as they continue in the direction of a pile of scrap-metal bundled behind shoddy fencing, he doesn't turn around to speak, but he asks: ]
no subject
[ The Solvunn locals would rather deal with pitchforks and knives, and that's ... well, it's gonna get 'em all killed one day, he's sure of it. But Rocket has lived here long enough to actually care (heaven forbid) about not getting shunned out of the commune now. This is what happens when you find a place you don't mind living in, huh? You start to think about consequences.
Gross. ]
We make our own luck. Remember?
[ Trusting in some greater universal force is stupid and it's pointless and it leads to disappointment and expectation of something you should work on for yourself. Besides, any time he ever used to rely on luck or the forces beyond him has wound up with him getting shit-all. Usually the death of someone he cared about.
And now as they continue in the direction of a pile of scrap-metal bundled behind shoddy fencing, he doesn't turn around to speak, but he asks: ]
That hand doing okay?