Until Morale Improves [Closed]

[whyarewehere]

Who| Grif, Rocket, Judy, Nick
What| Grif gets his ass kicked for being a jerk on the comms, Nick is on camera duty.
Where| A hallway
When| Backdated to before Total Recall plot, but after the comm post.
Warnings/Notes| idk probably nothing

Grif hadn't expected there to be any repercussions for being a jackass on the comms. So far, the space internet had been just as free and meaningless as the regular internet. It was kind of great that way.

He did feel kind of bad about upsetting Judy. Judy was an actual upstanding, decent person. Rabbit. Rabbit person. One of those members of the team that made him feel like an asshole for being here, really. Rocket was a snarly little jackass and he didn't regret riling Rocket up a bit, but despite Grif's insistence that he was proud to be the resident jerk here, he felt the tiniest pang of regret about disappointing Judy.

She'd also planned to beat him up. And that was kind of scary, because someone who was calm about that was much more likely to have a good plan than, say, Rocket and his angry rose bushes.

When Judy had come his way, Grif had bolted the other direction. Speed was great. Speed let you get away with almost anyth-

Something grabbed Grif's ankles and he yelled as he was yanked high into the air, dangling from the corridor ceiling. Thick, thorny vines had grown here in the perfect place to trap him.

Which had to mean Rocket.

"Oh shit."

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[frickingguardian]

Rocket popped out of a dense bit of vines he'd been lying in wait in, grinning up at Grif. "So much for impossible to catch. Guess you missed out on ambush-detecting powers, huh?"

He waved a vine to creep over closer to him, curling up and letting him climb atop it to use as a perch. There, that put him at closer to eye level. Rocket kept grinning as he eyeballed Grif. "You still wanna say I'm just some friggin' florist?"