"Nah, it's just another uh... Ravager..." Yondu turns to look and trails off as he notices that he is getting some scrutinizing looks. Because for one, not many Centaurians out there, for another? Not many with Yondu's unique headgear. In fact, the only person with it currently is Kraglin, which bristles him in a way he doesn't want to discuss just yet.
But he stares up at the Ravager who eyeballs him right back, and finally the guy blurts, "Are you a Skrull?"
"Are you space-sick? I'm tryin' to have a drink with my friend here."
"Show some respect for the dead, shape-shifter!" and the guy is reaching for him. Come on! He just wants a fuckin' drink. Yondu hops out of his seat and whistles his arrow up, and that's its own can of worms because a Skrull shouldn't be able to fake that. And while they're flummoxed he grabs their beers.
"You have some respect, son. 'Cmon! Let's go somewhere else to drink these. Put it on my tab!" he yells to the now very concerned woman behind the bar. His arrow? Just hovering in the air at the moment. He'll recall it when he's out of range and luckily that little gaggle of Ravagers is too stunned to really react at the moment.
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But he stares up at the Ravager who eyeballs him right back, and finally the guy blurts, "Are you a Skrull?"
"Are you space-sick? I'm tryin' to have a drink with my friend here."
"Show some respect for the dead, shape-shifter!" and the guy is reaching for him. Come on! He just wants a fuckin' drink. Yondu hops out of his seat and whistles his arrow up, and that's its own can of worms because a Skrull shouldn't be able to fake that. And while they're flummoxed he grabs their beers.
"You have some respect, son. 'Cmon! Let's go somewhere else to drink these. Put it on my tab!" he yells to the now very concerned woman behind the bar. His arrow? Just hovering in the air at the moment. He'll recall it when he's out of range and luckily that little gaggle of Ravagers is too stunned to really react at the moment.