Rocket & Rocket || Rocket (gun-toting-procyonid) & Richard (rchardriders)

gun-toting-procyonid:

“You look good..” Joking aside, he couldn’t help but wonder if this was indeed the real Richard or not. No one just.. comes back from the dead just like that. No one.

How do you go about testing someone in a situation like this.. His tail was a good indication of how tense he was at this moment, twitching erratically as processes how to move on from here. “How?” He asks, squinting. “Don’t be nervous if my hand happens to casually rest on my holster..”

“And you’re looking furrier.” Richard bantered easily with Rocket. His mind still wondering to scenarios where ordinary humans met Rocket. That would be interesting to see, but considering aliens and wacky mutates were all the rage on Earth these days, they might be desensitised.

He remained calm, having gone through the process before. “Hell if I know, I’ve asked Pete about it. And we’ve had a bunch of theories about the both of us, but they’re just theories.” He figured the bubble universe theory seemed rather sound, combined with some time and space displacement thing that was more of Peter’s area of expertise than his.