Never Green With Envy [Knowhere]

[Martyr]

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 By Sl'gur't's energy shield, this place was a dump. There were places among the humans that were called dives, because it was like diving into filth. This place, Cebulski's Bar on Knowhere was worse than that. There was a stench to it. There was an ever-present air of grime. It was the type of place where most of one's hangover didn't actually come from the drink itself.

 Still, she forced herself to come here because it was, as far as she could tell, the location of important contacts.

 Regardless of what else was happening, part of maintaining a secret was the appearance of normalcy. Lyja the Lazerfist wasn't necessarily on Earth. She didn't necessarily know the circumstances of her foes. Everything was normal. There was no reason for alarm.

She seriously considered not entering this bar as Lyja the Skrull. There was enough bad blood that an offer even as high as it was wouldn't be taken for her species alone. Still, it furthered her greater goal to risk that. She wore a Skrull battle helm and full armor. Her gauntlets prominently glowed. If everyone tried anything, she was showing exactly what was in store for them.

 While there would be a certain satisfaction in taking care of these issues herself, she did not have the time to do so given what else was on her plate. Besides, a little chaos caused by an intergalactic bounty hunter could throw heroes off of the real threat. 

"30,000 Ʉ plus travel expenses to anyone who will travel to Earth to capture the human Felicia Hardy alive and take her as far away from Earth as possible."

* This thread takes place before Hot Blooded Reunion
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[bio858]

Knowhere

It feels she's been here about 300 times these past few weeks. Apparently, it's been there go to hideout after every Guardian mission, but for once this arrival was business related. During one of their rendezvous on another planet, she'd unexpectedly find herself meeting with a private squad of Kree soldiers. They had come to personally request her for a special contract. A contract that involved meddling in the current affairs of the Skrulls. While the money was indeed quite a sum, she had no interest in involving herself in this long-standing war between the two alien races. However, they would decide to privately divulge information that the Skrull Empire were well on their way to conquering the planet Earth.

Knowing that it was the home planet of both Quill and Richard Human, Gamora felt obligated to at least investigate if this supposed fact was actually true. Hence, she traveled to Knowhere, based off Kree intel that a Skrull agent by the name of Lyja would be making an offer of a bounty upon an Earth native. Arriving within her own personal ship, she'd land upon one of the many landing pads within the large head of the deceased Celestial before exiting her ship.



Walking through the littered streets, she'd grow bored of the same old tall metal skyscrapers and fortresses that made up the space station, followed by the many vagrants that would either shy away in fear of her or attempt to throw the same vain wolf howls and whistles towards her way. The real threat would be the beggars and the children that would slyly find a way to steal your credits when you weren't looking. Those would always be annoying to shoo away. Nonetheless, she'd have to get past all of that to make it to the bar where the target was located.

Finally arriving at the dingy site, she'd she the mass of large aliens either on the dance floor or simply speaking and drinking within the lounge. The Skrull on the other hand, would be by the counter, attempting to call out to anyone who would accept her bounty.

Seems the intel is legitimate. thought Gamora.

Noting the gauntlets and the armor, Gamora would remember the god-blade and blaster on her hips. If a fight did indeed start, she'd need to be ready on the draw. For now though, she'd take out a small tracker and walk up to the Skrull agent.

Tapping her on the shoulder (while simultaneously placing the tracker on said shoulder) while Lyja's back was turned, Gamora would intend to get her attention.

"Excuse me, could you tell me more about the job? I would love to take the bounty, but I like to be a little more informed on the target."

[Martyr]

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"She is a human. Humans are weak and squishy."

Lyja turned to see the potential bounty hunter. She knew her by reputation, and that reputation traveled far.

"But, you would know that, wouldn't you, Daughter of the Mad Titan? You want to know about the job. That is admirable. Hardy is not a problem. She is merely a human. She often claims to have powers and just as often claims to be enhanced but that's not true. The only thing enhanced about her is her chest."

It was always a problem relying on the words of strangers. Even those that weren't lying sometimes had their own bias and worldviews bleed into their words. For example, downplaying anything related to the powers and abilities of a romantic rival.

"She does have a formerly on again off again paramour who is enhanced." That sounded familiar. "But, he shouldn't be an issue. I doubt Spider-Man will bother with a not-quite-ex."

"Which leads to the question of why I don't do it myself if she is such an easy target? It's simple really. Deniability. Even those few who know I can shapeshift can still be certain I never left their sight."

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