[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/R0DGpSD.png?1[/img][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] the Millenium Falcon 
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Telepathy[hr][hr][/center]	Guin was a little bit disappointed that she wasn't the one flying the ship - she had always seen herself as more of a Han Solo type, rather than Princess Leia. Although she supposed with her telepathy, that would make her a Jedi. Maybe Ahsoka Tano? Or was she someone from Star Wars Legends, like Jaina Solo, Sword of the Jedi? Or was she someone else entirely? She giggled slightly, amusing herself with the thought that Pietro might have been Hando at one point in time. He certainly fit the profile - a criminal who ended up on the right side of history. 

	It was really cool - incredible, if she was being honest - being out in space. If she could have changed things, they would have made some stops at different planets and explored, but that wasn't the point of what they were doing. They were on a mission to try to find Banner, using a device that detected gamma radiation... Essentially, using a metal detector to try and find a needle in a giant stack of scrap metal. It wasn't impossible, but it was going to be difficult. Maybe it was impossible. 

	Guin glanced up from her switch as Pietro zipped on over - she had been playing [i]Breath of the Wild[/i] again to pass the time. She was trying to 100% the game this time. [color=cc33ff][i]Well, you have a few options. You could continue running around like a maniac and risk destroying the ship. You could make out with me. You could come reenact some things from our honeymoon with me. You could prank people. We could see if there's a board game or something around. You could just talk to me. Or you could watch me play Breath of the Wild.[/i][/color]

	He looked a little bit like a puppy who had been told that wagging its tail would cause the downfall of society - conflicted, deeply troubled, and just a little bit pouty. [color=7ea7d8][i]...But running around is fun? But destroying the ship or whatever with all of us on it is bad.[/i][/color]

	Guin rolled her eyes slightly. She was married to a Man-Child it seemed. [color=cc33ff][i]Yeah, I kinda don't wanna die in the cold, harsh vacuum of space.[/i][/color]

	[i][color=7ea7d8]Fiiiiiiiiiine...[/color][/i] Pietro responded, as he stopped racing around. [color=7ea7d8][i]So what are you doing?[/i][/color]

	Guin hit pause on her game and looked up at him. [color=cc33ff][i]Kicking Ganon's ass.[/i][/color]

	[i][color=7ea7d8]Sounds like fun.[/color][/i] Pietro was no longer zipping around, stopping for now to stand next to Guin, like he was her bodyguard or something like that in a club. She was pretty used to it. In fact, she was a little surprised he wasn't being even more protective, given that they were in a pressurized tin can and his speed couldn't do much to protect her here. 

	[color=cc33ff][i]It is. So, what have you decided to do from the list I gave you?[/i][/color] Guin asked, setting her game aside. She did feel bad for Pietro. They hadn't really gotten off of the ship since they left Earth, which meant he had been confined to a small space for a few weeks or so now.

	[color=7ea7d8][i]I don't knooooooooow,[/i][/color] Pietro whined. 

	[color=cc33ff][i]How about you make out with me, then?[/i][/color] Guin suggested

	[i][color=7ea7d8]I mean I'm fine with that[/color],[/i] he said with a slight smirk.

	Guin giggled slightly. [color=cc33ff][i]Wow, what a surprise.[/i][/color] She knew [i]exactly[/i] what sort of gutter his mind went into - and she didn't need her telepathy to determine that. No, it was written clear across his face. 

	[i][color=7ea7d8]So nice,[/color][/i] Pietro complained, but he was still smirking. 

	[color=cc33ff][i]So are you going to kiss me or what, Silver Balls? [/i][/color]Guin asked him - no, [i]challenged[/i] him. She had a little smirk of her own, as she waited to see what he would do. He answered the challenge of course by moving at the speed of light - she blinked and the next thing she knew, she was sitting on his lap as he kissed her, one of his arms wrapped around her and the other gently holding the back of her head.[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=#a81a75]Runa Baldurdattir[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/7eBfSNo.png?1[/img][hr][b][color=#a81a75]Location:[/color][/b] the Millenium Falcon 
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] Asgardian Magic [hr][hr][/center]	Runa was no stranger to space. Her parents had a great deal of wanderlust, so they usually took a family vacation once every revolution or so to some exotic destination. The ship that she was currently traveling in was not as high-tech as she was used to, but she didn't mind such things. She had been overjoyed to see her parents again and they had no objected to her courting a Midgardian boy, despite the mismatch in terms of lifespans. 

	She was sitting cross legged on the floor of the cockpit area, a little bag in front of her. She spilled the runes from the bag onto the floor and searched, until she glimpsed her personal rune - raidō. Its literal meaning was ride or journey, yet Runa often thought of it in terms of personal transformation - a metamorphosis, a beginning and an end, the inevitable path of change. She did not glimpse anything in her mind's eye from the rune as she meditated on their journey, so she assumed that the path was clear. [color=#a81a75]"I do not see anything worrisome in our path,"[/color] she told Lance from her spot on the floor.