[Video, post-tinker tailor, pre-murderworld]

[frickingguardian]

[Hey, look, it's Rocket! Rocket with a bunch of flowers using him as a jungle gym. He doesn't seem to care, at least at the moment.]

I'm back. Have I mentioned I'm getting kind of sick of breaking out of prisons? Because I am. It gets a little tedious after awhile.

[A flower falls off his head-with all the grace of a bag of cement-and he catches it, sighing a bit.]

Anyway. Whoever took care of the flowers while I was gone, thanks. None of them died, gold star and no getting shot at for you. Congratulations.

Comments

[headinjuries]

I don't know, but if anybody here has them I'd put my money on Parker.

[frickingguardian]

Guess I gotta talk to her, then. I could probably get a plant to break things with their roots, if it's big enough, but a houseplant's the kinda thing they find while searching you.

[headinjuries]

Aren't they supposed to be searching well enough that they'd find lockpicks too? Or are you gonna like...swallow them? Or something?

[ He's not going to carry the thought of hiding things in strange places too far, but. ]

[frickingguardian]

Eh, you'd think they'd search well enough, but depends on the prison, really. If Groot was here, I could probably hide a couple under cracks in his bark. Security at some places, I probably could've gotten away with hiding 'em in my tail's fur.

[There are minor benefits to a fluffy tail, apparently.]

[headinjuries]

They don't have like, metal detectors going or something?

[ That's...weird? ]

Even some of our schools on Earth have more security than that.

[frickingguardian]

I figure somebody's gotta have come up with some that're tiny enough to not set it off, or made outta something that won't. I'm gonna be disappointed if nobody's figured that out yet.

[Because clearly there is a legitimate need here. Rocket pauses, considering.]

...Plus, not like I don't set off detectors anyway.

[If Sam was trained by an alternate universe Rocket, well...he probably knows the implants are there, if nothing else.]

[headinjuries]

...yeah, good point.

[ On both counts. ]

[frickingguardian]

Anyway. No problems with the flowers, that's good.

[He pokes at one a bit with a finger, and it tries to poke back with a leaf.]

...course, not like they're bright or mean enough to cause much trouble. Wait'll I get ahold of something with thorns.

[headinjuries]

I'm kinda surprised you hadn't already.

[frickingguardian]

Been meaning to, but you know how many restrictions there are with some places and getting plants outta them? It's ridiculous. And that's before I make it so they can attack people!

[headinjuries]

...I wasn't really thinking about that.

[ Space cop or no, it's not like he ever learned about interstellar import restrictions. ]

So like when border patrol gets all up on your butt if you try to bring a tomato back into the country?