Bounty Hunter
Rocket was expecting the bounty that he had taken to be an easy job, finding the person named on the paper and hauling their ass over alive to where they needed to go. Some jackass on Contraxia was paying a hundred credits to have this person returned to them, something about a huge debt owed, Rocket didn’t care he just needed some quick funds to secure a better ship to fly. He found her at the edge of Kree space on the planet Lamentis hiding out in a shack just outside of one of the bustling marketplace, Rocket's scanner was able to verify using biometrics that he had the right person; Opaline.
The sage green hood had kept most of her features covered but after Rocket had used his blaster set to stun to knock her out he was able to get a good look at her. Long strands of curly blonde hair curtained the fragile features that made up the girl's face, long lashes and full lips Rocket could only assume what happened to her on Contraxia. Rocket made sure to keep his bounty securely bound to the seat next to him as this tiny ship didn’t have a holding bay for prisoners, so this was going to have to do. His prisoner was silent so silently in fact that Rocket didn’t notice when she woke up and turned to be trapped in a set of brilliant vermillion eyes but Opaline didn’t say so much as a peep.
At first it didn’t bother Rocket, it was nice not to hear his bounty beg for their freedom but once the second day hit, knowing that there were still four days left in travel time, Rocket was beginning to crave some form of conversation. It took an impromptu fight with a bunch of space pirates (not Ravangers) who also tried to take his bounty before he heard Opaline speak in a voice more delicate than crystal.
“I appreciate you” Before something tumbled out of her mouth and onto the floor below as Rocket picked it up he could see that it was a pile of three units and when locking eyes with Opaline who looked terrified.
“Explain” Rocket’s voice was gruff, leaving no room for argument; he wanted to know what the krutracking flark was going on here!
“Every woman in the maternal family will have twins, always girls and the oldest set of twins gets what is referred to as a blessing. Each will end up having a set of words associated that when said cause certain effects?”
Rocket thought this sounded like bullshit but he still asked “Effects?”
Opaline took a moment to compose herself before continuing “We don’t know the words that are special till we say them, one twin will spit fortune the other food usually in the form of amphibians oddly enough”
Opaline looked over at Rocket, getting the immediate sense that he was seeing is believing type “La Peine” a medium sized moonstone tumbled from out her lips and onto the floor before Rocket.
“So you spit fortune then?” The head bobbed up and down quickly “I need time to think that over, get in the ship” Opaline complied she didn’t really have a choice otherwise.
A few hours after Rocket asked for more of her story, and why Contraxia wanted her back so badly it wasn’t a hard leap in logic they wanted their literal money maker back. Rocket’s face pinched into a deep scowl when he listened as Opaline described how much some of the glittering treasures hurt to pass, her voice was so soft after years of having her vocal cords ripped by sharp gems, and he audibly snarled when the implications of wanting to see how far Opalines biology could be shared to have the effects replicated.
Rocket hated losing out on the credits but even a piece of shit like himself couldn’t hand over a treasure like Opaline to those assholes.
The two fell into a comfortable rhythm of him picking up a few jobs here and there while Opaline worked her skills keeping the living spaces usable as well as making sure he ate. The problem was the amount of interested parties in Opaline's existence, she was well known as the galaxy's golden goose as the Terrans would say. Rocket neverminded the conflict but he could see as it began to wear on Opaline, guilt illuminating in those glittering eyes more each day. Rocket couldn’t explain the warm feelings that stirred within his gut when she looked at him, sometimes he found himself rambling to her just to hear her delicate laugh fill the dark corners of the ship.
It made complete sense to Rocket that they both kissed after sharing a bottle of Liquid Gold as they were forced to wait out an ion field storm before they could safely fly again. Rocket was curious to see how many jewels he could find exploring Opaline's body.
Eyes flushed so bright they glittered like twin Topazes.
Skin flushed pale pink like Calcite.
Lips that he kissed Ruby.
And a cunt flushed as brightly as Coral.
The greatest feeling of fortune was felt in her arms afterward as Rocket fell into a restful sleep but to his surprise when he awoke Opaline was nowhere to be found neither was his escape pod. Livid he pulled on his pants moving towards the Captains seat to start tracking her down when he saw a note.
Dear Rocket,
I can’t bear the thought of you getting hurt because of me. I’m too well known and they are never going to stop. It’s selfish and I’m so sorry that this is going to destroy you but please don’t close yourself off to the next person they might be everything I can’t be. I hope the gift I left you helps to soothe the wound a bit though I know that it won’t I wanted to try.
I care about you Rocket, you make me rethink the concept of my line ending with me but I know that’s what I need.
Goodbye
<3 Opaline
Under the note was a pile that amounted to one hundred credits and one large azure blue stone that was the size of his fist and it looked like she had captured the sky for him; he wondered what word she used.
He wondered how she could be so stupid to think that he wouldn’t look for her.
Her mistake.