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[nostalgiabomb]

[ INT. Shared Housing, Floor 13, Room 4 – Very Late Night.

We open on a shot of the living space in one of the many shared housing units. It's dark in the messy room, with a couple of red jackets tossed onto the backs of chairs. Nearby, soft snores are audible.

In frame is a small, wooden creature, his giant eyes squinting with concentration as he stares at the screen. An old, beat-up mp3 player and a Sony Walkman sit beside him on the coffee table. The little creature mumbles a tiny, irritated— ]

I am Groot?

[ —in the same tone of voice someone else might use to ask, “How the hell do you work this thing?” He pokes at the screen fruitlessly for a while, but soon enough, his eyes light up as he shoves his hand forward one last time.

Suddenly, “Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap” by the illustrious AC/DC shrieks over stereo speakers.

DONE. DIRT. CHEAP.

Sorry about your beauty sleep, Floor 13. And probably Floors 12 and 14.

The sapling yelps, scrambling and panicking to figure out how to stop this crazy thing, just as a sleep-tousled Star-Lord stumbles into frame, flicking on a light. Barely audible over the music, ]

Groot, what are you—?

[ Busted.

Peter picks up the device, sees that it’s recording, and he grimaces. ]

Oh, son of a—

[ Which is when the feed and the music both cut out. ]

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[nostalgiabomb]

[ He looks a little skeptical for a second. But, well, he always takes his chance to show off, which is why he unholsters the blaster from his hip. He points the barrel skyward, his finger resting against the trigger guard to avoid any accidental firings. ]

Main barrel is plasma. Bottom barrel is electricity. I can fire them off individually with these two triggers— [ And he indicates them with his free hand. ] Top one’s lethal force, bottom is for stunning, obviously.

But I can use both triggers if I’m facing someone really nasty. The shots pack a bigger punch, that way.

[ He’s not going to fire the guns off in a public park, though, which is why he returns the blaster to his holster. ]

I’ve been trained with rifles and blasters basically all my life. I’m kind of an expert.

[talentedscavenger]

[Rey's curiosity is peaked when Peter shows his blaster. It's much different than she would've thought. Easier to grip and move around. Two different functions--and is it bad she wants to see the inside of it and find out how it really works?]

Interesting... [And the way the blasters are designed make it easier to grip, hold, and probably a lot more balanced than just a single point-and-shoot weapon.] How often do you have to do maintenance work on it?

[Rey is a bit of a skeptical on Peter being an expert, but he has a far better grasp on it than she would. She had her staff for the longest time, and now she a lightsaber...]

I'm used to using a staff to fight, but I learned how to make this work. [She gestured to the lightsaber, still holding it and debating if she should ignite it. He did show her his weapons after all...and if he tried anything, she could use the Force to stop him or throw him back.

She moves back a little bit, placing some space between them and finally ignites the lightsaber. See Peter? It does make the noises and lights up considerably.]

It's a lot different than anything I've held before.