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[For a moment after the camera clicks on there's nothing. No movement, no sound, just the view of what seems like an otherwise empty room as the camera sits perched on something--the bed maybe? After a brief bout of silence the sound of something moving around can be heard, an object being repositioned, and then a pair of ears would appear followed by a pair of red eyes surrounded by black, mask like markings. The eyes narrow as the ears flick then fall back, the individual staring at the camera before straightening up further, letting himself be in almost full view of the camera. Rocket's glare keeps up, the raccoon clutching one of his laser pistols in his hand as his tail snaps furiously back and forth, the irritation the furball is feeling quite clear as he outright sneers now, a chittering noise rumbling up out of his throat.]

I don't know what kind of farkin' joke this is, but someone other than some robotic worshiper needs to tell me what's going on before I start tearing this place apart. That thing was going on about me falling through some bloody hole in the sky and being separated from my world or whatever the fark it said--I don't care. Wouldn't be the worst thing that's ever happened to me so I want to know where I can find a ship.

[He waves the laser pistol at the screen a bit, tail snapping to the left sharply as his ears press flatter to his head.]

Mutt, Pete buddy, Groot--if any of you can hear me, I can't get my passport to work--

[Rocket motions to the bracelet cuff on his left wrist, practically sneering at it as he shakes his arm around a bit.]

Thing's farkin' useless here. I'll get back one way or another.

[His focus returns to the camera and he glares, pointing the laser pistol at it slightly.]

And if this is some bloody trick by those morons at the UCT, you can farkin' bet I'm going to tear this place apart--even those damn Cardinals of yours! 'I believe I can win'--go to bloody hell you worthless saps!

[The raccoon holsters his laser pistol, it's mate tucked away on his other side as he sends one last glare at the camera before hopping down off his perch, muttering angrily about churches and cults.]

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[Well, he is used to being patient in the face of short tempers or irritation.]

Ah, that's certainly useful to have confirmation from an outside source that the theory might actually be correct.

[No matter how much that seemed right as per what he'd experienced and the various people he'd talked to, Jetfire wouldn't assume it was without more than just his own observations to back it up.]

The war itself had led to some type of destabilization to create said time-space anomalies, or were they unconnected to that?

[Too interesting not to ask about the wider circumstances, though of course Rocket might not know... That doesn't stop him asking though.]

The war did it. The Annihilation Wave, which was this..armada I guess you could call it..they bloody tore things apart when they came through from the Negative Zone. Left all these tears in time and space and that's what we Guardians do. We close up those tears and get rid of anything evil that comes through them.

[He shrugged a bit, like it was not all that uncommon--something that maybe he was a little to use to.]

It's been a bloody tiring experience but someone's gotta do it.

The Negative Zone? [But, whatever it was, besides, obviously, another plane of existence of some sort, though the name did suggest...] Was it the entrance itself that created the destalbilizations, or the normal plane and this Negative Zone interacting?

[Yes, Jetfire may never see or observe this himself, but he was still curious as the slight forward lean and thoughtful tilt of his helm probably showed.]

It's commendable that you've been doing it, since despite the dangers to all, able or not, not everybody would be willing to do anything.

[He would rather not be apart of the war, but... One more pair of hands was one more pair of hands.]

[Rocket's ears flicked as he made a thoughtful sound, tapping a claw to his chin for a second.]

If I remember right it was a lil of both actually. The Negative Zone isn't really suppose to connect to the normal plane at all so when it did, everything just kind of went all bloody out of whack.

[That, combined with a massive fleet of ships, had made the entire event unpleasant as all hell.]

Yeah well, if it hadn't been for the Star Lord, none of us would have been doing a farkin' thing, sadly. Pete's got a way about him, this knack for pulling people together and leading. One of the few blokes I'll actually take orders from, so that says something.

Hmm... Would certainly make sense. Something like an opposite magnetic reaction as well as a binary agent reaction...

[Jetfire hummed as he thought and really, don't mind his thinking out loud. As Rocket continued, Jetfire shook his helm and focused back on what he was saying again.]

Ah. [He smiled slightly at that, helm tilting.] Often, a single individual is needed... Someone with the initial drive, strength and charisma. Sometimes - perhaps unfortunately - that individual will be needed thereafter to continue to inspire others, sometimes not.

In the end, what matters is that you did rise to helm him, correct?

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