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        Gamora, to this day, wasn’t accustomed to being awoken in the night with any good intentions. The first few months with her fellow guardians, she’d continued to sleep with her blade by her side. That, however, came to a halt after the continuous, uh… Accidental murder attempts in her sleep. That being, someone coming to wake her up, and her drawing a blade on them on instinct.

      Yeah - needless to say, she wasn’t allowed to sleep with her blades on the Milan. Good thing, too, now that she awoke to her favorite twig shaking her. She did, at first, jump straight awake, reach for her blade - only to come to the realization that, no, it’s not there. She’s safe, and she’s home. Which then brought to question; why was she being awoken?

        It took her but a moment to realize it was Groot, waking her up. He was greeted with a soft, sleepy “hey”. Followed by her rubbing her eyes, not immediately catching onto his distress, asleep as she were.

        Only when Groot continued to try and shake her, push her to stand, drag her with him, did she pause to think. Eyes turning to her obviously anxious friend, slowly bringing herself up to her feet. This caused Groot to dash out of the room before she could even ask him what it was and, well - no other option but to follow, huh?

       And she did. Straight to Rocket’s room. She needn’t even step in to understand the situation.

        Hearing Rocket’s affliction, the woman shot straight to his side. “Rocket,” she gently called out to him; placing a hand on his shoulder, carefully shaking. She already knew his reaction wouldn’t be pretty - he’d be startled, then horrified, then embarrassed and mad - but that hardly mattered now. She might not have known his whole story, but she knew enough to relate. Knew the nature of his nightmares. She, after all, suffered them herself.

    “Rocket, wake up,” Gamora tried again. Moving to pap his cheeks now and, yes, risking getting bitten. It’s alright. She’d heal. “Rocket! You’re having a nightmare. It’s alright. They can’t get to you. I wont let them.” @halfwcrld

                    _{Gamora’s hand woke him—— jarred him from restless sleep && opened his eyes in a red-rimmed gaze of feral instinct. She’s too close && he’s still cornered in the shadow of her much larger figure. The nightmare hadn’t left him; still raging through the panicked corners of his mind while she’s trying to tell him he’s okay. That she’ll protect  him.}

          _{&& he bit her—— -}

_{Down on all fours, hackles standing on end, Rocket clamped onto her hand without remorse or hesitation. Snarl muffled by the bulk of her fingers stuffed between his canines, he lurched back like he meant to drag her. Shook his head like he thought it would tear her hand from her arm. && perhaps it might dislocate a joint or two, but his harm was limited by his size; by the dimness in his dark eyes left behind by higher intelligence thrust into the body of a lower lifeform.}

_{Then Groot appeared beside her; peaked out with fright not undue painted across his face. FEAR that Rocket recognized—— that anchored him all at once. && the room crashed in on him, bringing with it the taste of blood in his teeth. It unlocked his jaw, slid him back into an upright position. Recognition dawned in his keen eyes && they flicked between Groot && Gamora; startled..}

     _{“ Th’ f—— ” Speaking made that copper tang WORSE. Made him feel sick. “ Wha’s goin’ on ? ”}

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