As the group dispersed, Gamora stopped Nikki in mid-stand from her seat. “When was the last time you encountered Zero?”

“I was doing a routine drop off on Yammia two weeks ago, and felt like I was getting followed. I hid myself in a back ally and waited. After waiting for a good twenty minutes he finally showed himself; he knew I was there, so there was no place to run…” She let out a long shaky sigh. She had faced armies of people and creatures with vast amount of weaponry but nothing made her more nervous and… dare she admit it; scared, than Zero. “So we fought. It wasn’t pretty and I was able to get away by the skin of my teeth…” She stopped her story from there, not wanting to continue go into too much detail. “I haven’t seen him since then; nor have I had that feeling of being followed.”

“Well…” Gamora said, her eyebrows pushing together slightly, “It’s a start.” With that she left, only to have her voice replaced by Rockets.

“Toots, you should come with me to see the Nova. I doubt you’ve ever seen a more advanced computer data base for tracking people.” A ‘charming’ smile moved across his muzzle as he shot her a wink.

“I appreciate the offer Sir Rocket, but there is something I need to do before I engage with anything else.” Nikki said politely leaving Rocket with a very disappointed look on his face as she walked down the hallway towards the rooms. “Well when you’re ready I’ll be in the computer room looking up the data, you really should come. Oh and grab a bottle of wine from the pantry, I’m sure Quill won’t mind.” Again Nikki felt herself getting watched, but it was more of a stare and it was focused at her butt.

In her room, she reached into her bag and pulled out a large bandage. Sighing softly she reached behind her back, feeling the pad of the square bandage covering the part of her back. Zero got her good. It was a foot long diagonal gash on her back from just under her right shoulder blade and ended almost curling onto her left side. Her body shivered slightly as she attempted to pull off the bandage but failed. Sighing softly she gripped onto her bandage and ventured out to find help. 

She knew she couldn’t ask Rocket; that was not something you ask of a creature you are supposed to praise. She stopped out on front of the room that held Gamora… this didn’t not seem like a good idea either, considering she doesn’t really seem to like Nikki all that much. Walking through the ship, she found Drax doing the dishes in such a stern and intense manner that she just continued on her walk. There was only one more person she could ask for help… sigh, more and more help.

“Quill?” She asked softly as she arrived in the cockpit. When she got closer to him, she realized he had his headphones on; he was in his own world bouncing his head to the rhythm. She let him bounce for a few extra moments before tapping him on the shoulder. Once he removed the headphones, she gave him a small almost embarrassed smile, with a bit of bashfulness in her chocolate brown eyes. She was asking so much from him and now, well she needed one more thing. “Can you do me a favor? I’ll do one for you in return…” With that she preceded to hand him the rather large square bandage. “Can you replace my bandage with this one? I know it’s weird but… I can’t reach it myself.” With that, and rather sheepishly she turned around, facing her back to him, her hands trailed behind her head, pulling up the tank top to reveal her bare tan back; using her left hand to hold the shirt up, she used her right hand to pull her blue hair from being on her back, the large gash hidden under the large currently placed bandage… boy was he in for a surprise when he pulled that off.