Nikki was sure that they were going to all attack her when she realized that everyone had heard the conversation outside. Probably because they were waiting for Quill to get on board; but the calmest about the whole situation was Drax, which was the person she would have been most concerned about. Instead he was congratulating Quill with honesty and joy for him. But when Quill exploded, she flinched hard, her shoulders crunching up and her head curly into her arms, obviously she was expecting some form of backlash to all of this and she was prepared to take it.

But, to her surprise, he seemed to calm down a lot and she lowered her arms from her face staring up at him as he talked about the idea of how he would want his wedding ceremony to be. And when he began to describe himself and finding himself almost chuckling at the thought; sure they weren’t exactly the ideal match and they didn’t know much about each other. But she would rather be with him, for he has shown her a surprising amount of loyalty and caring compared to the Nova who would rather have her stay put in a house and live the normal life compared to being out and about or to quote Quill ‘being badass adventurers’. That life of adventure seemed a lot more appealing.

Her caramel colored arms slowly lowered to her sides when she realized no one was going to attack her and that Peter wasn’t going to throw her off the ship in a rage. “Look I know I’ve caused a lot of problems for everyone and I’m really really sorry…” Her voice was filled with sadness and regret; they were good people and had been through a lot because of her and now she was feeling horrible about it. “All of you, I’m so sorry. Especially you Quill.”  Her chocolate gaze turned to him, “Between our past history and now our current, I’ve put you through quite a bit and I’m surprised you haven’t shot me out into space yet. I was at a point where I was desperate, my hands were tied and I didn’t know what else to do or who else to turn to. I’m so sorry I drug you into this but I’ll make it right I swear.”

She nodded softly and brushed off her white fitted strapless dress and sighed delicately. “Any nearby planet will have the divorce paperwork. A simple signature is all it needs. I’ll by a transmitter that you’ll have the number for, until they know we’re divorce they might call here to try to reach me; if you just forward them to that number and they’ll leave you alone. And I completely agree, it’s not our style… right now… so I’ll just, go to my room and… be there.” Her voice was soft, sad and with that she walked away.

“So Quill…” Rocket said as he watched the blue haired beauty in white walk away. “Does that mean she’s available now or… should I wait for the paper to be signed before I ask her out?”

In her room Nikki found herself curled up in a ball on the bed, her eyes filled with tears. She didn’t have a choice at this point. She had to do it and she felt horrible. The only problem is once the divorce papers were finalized and the council figured it out she’d be back in the same boat she was before. Returning to the open air of being a ‘badass adventurer’ would no longer be an option for her and her next option would be the Nova, if he’d take her. If she spun a story of how Peter did her wrong and blah blah blah, he might take her in just to spit Quill; but even then, she couldn’t make up lies about him, he didn’t deserve it… And who knows what her life would/could/should be like with the other man… and if no one would take her as a wife, the council would not take her seriously and her political powers would be useless; but they’d still make her stay anyway. 

The last of her kind, hunted for money and no one wants her… talk about an ego destroyer.