the rescue meme.

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the rescue meme

'Cause sometimes you just can’t save yourself.

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1. BAD DATE - You get a text, a phone call, or maybe you can just see the other person floundering on what clearly must be the worst date of their life. Time to step in and save the day.

2. PRISON - Maybe they've been wrongly convicted, or maybe you're an accomplice. Either way, it's jailbreak time. Maybe the guards will fall for the old 'wounded prisoner' technique.

3. TAKEN HOSTAGE - They're being held at gunpoint, either for money or for fun. Maybe you can talk down their captors — or maybe you are a captor, secretly working to help them.

4. UNWELL - Your body is damaged, your suffering taken its toll. You can't save yourself anymore. You're wounded, you're starving, maybe even dying. Someone, help!

5. YOURSELF - One bad choice after another, your self-destructive tendencies are going to get the best of you unless someone steps in to save the day.

6. BIG DAMN RESCUE - You're hovering over an active volcano, a pit of sharks, about to fall off a cliff. Whatever it is, you've only got precious seconds of life left.

7. LONELINESS - You've been secluded, locked away, and the emptiness is overwhelming. You need company, or you might just drown.

8. UNWANTED SOCIAL FUNCTION - A family reunion, your three o'clock board meeting, whatever it is, you desperately don't want to go. Hopefully your good buddy can come up with a distraction.

9. BAD ROMANCE - You're trapped in a relationship that's headed south. Maybe it's an arranged marriage, or maybe it's just someone who won't take no for an answer. You need a helping hand, maybe even a Prince(ss) Charming.

10. WILDCARD - Any kind of rescue will do! Spread your creative wings and go for it.

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Carol Danvers | MCU

[protectoroftheskies]

[Most likely the rescuer, but would need a rescue from 1 or 8.]

[momsboy]

[ Hi! Would you like anything these two? The Guardians would probably call her as last resort because Carol is a busy woman but desperate times, you know. Sometimes planets end exploded with them. ]

[protectoroftheskies]

[She would be delighted to rescue them!]

[momsboy]

[ That's why she's the best. Let me know if you need anything changed if the starter doesn't work for you o7 ]

One mission, just One.Single.Mission, Peter would love for his team to stick to the plan they discussed beforehand. Simple orders like 'Let's get to point A to point B without shooting at anyone or blowing up something' shouldn't be that hard to follow.

And yet.

Right now, even as the engine of the ship they managed to stole is slowly dying and the life support almost nonexistent, Rocket and Drax keep arguing with Nebula about how it was totally necessary to destroy that control tower. Thor is holding an unconscious Mantis and Peter made sure she wasn't going to die -or not die much sooner than the rest of them- before he took control of the ship.

Trying to maneuver away from enemy fire on a ship that's falling to pieces it's not an easy feat. Between Thor's frying half the enemy's ships with his powers and Peter's piloting skills, they do manage to get out of range of their weapons. Too bad one of the wings of the ship finally breaks in half and the engine gives up completely. Peter only has time to send a distress call to any ships who might be near before the system dies on him and the ship stops. They're really screwed this time.

[protectoroftheskies]

It's just dumb luck that Carol happens to be in the range of his distress call. She should be further away but the last treaty signing she had to babysit went long. The distress call haults her mid-flight and she uses the pad in her suit to triangulate where it came from.

Ship located, she blasts off in that direction. Upon arrival, she notices the ship is basically destroyed, so scans to make sure she isn't flying into a trap. Then she picks up, a half-Terran, an Asgardian, a cyborg, a...yeah. Okay. This can only be one particular set of morons.

So Carol flies around to the front of the ship and knocks on the window.

[momsboy]

They have survived thanks to dumb luck on many occasions, none of the guardians is going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Especially if the horse comes in the shape of a familiar friendly face surrounded by blinding energy.

At first, no one notices her approaching. Peter is relieved that Nebula and Drax had stopped screaming and wasting air, the silence helpes him to concentrate on fixing the life support. A lost cause, but he is still trying. Rocket stands next to him, handing him tools and far too quiet for his liking. When Rocket runs out of snark that means they are in deep shit. Hell, Even Thor is starting to look concerned and he's the one who can survive hard vacuum.

The knock on the window has Drax turning and drawing out his knives, followed by Nebula's annoyed voice 'If you stab the glass I'll do the same to you', which is what really catches Peter's attention. 'There's an angel outside', comes Drax's confused reply, and for once Peter is inclined to agree with him. He forgets about the systems and quickly moves to the front of the cockpit, giving Carol a blinding, relieved smile.

"So happy you dropped by for a visit. I would invite you to come inside but where kind of dying here and we ran out of coffee. Could you get us somewhere with actual air?"

[protectoroftheskies]

Carol gives him a smile back. “I’m just glad you didn’t butt dial me. Tell everyone to strap in. There’s a planetoid with air not too far from here.”

If Drax wants to call her an angel later she’d be happy to hear it.

She waits about thirty seconds because that should be enough for them to be secure. Then she moves over to the back and starts to push the ship in the direction of the planet.

It’s not nearly as far as she had to take Tony and Nebula, so they’re there in about fifteen minutes. Thankfully the little power left on the ship kept it intact on the entry.

After setting them down, she takes a few steps back and waits for them all to file out.

[momsboy]

"Will do." Peter nods, relief clear in his face.

Drax opens his mouth to speak, a small frown knitting his eyebrows together, and Peter tells him he will explain the butt dial thing later. They carefully strap Mantis on a seat and everyone stops being so on edge when she regains consciousness a few minutes before landing. She has a headache from the bow to the head but nothing too serious.

Once everyone steps out of the ship, and now that painful death doesn't seem an imminent thing, they're back to behaving like a bunch of very loud toddlers. Drax does call Carol an angel again and Thor greets her like an old friend while Rocket is fiddling with some spare part he salvaged from the ship's engine that he will most likely turn into an explosive. Peter honest to god doesn't want to know, he's helping Mantis walk down the ramp and Nebula is on her other side carrying a large bag.

There's a small chorus of 'Thank yous' , 'That was close' and 'No, we had it all under control' directer at Carol. They need another ship to go back to where they left the Benatar so everyone heads towards the nearest city to steal rent a transport and get a few more supplies. They are all on different states of bruised, minus Nebula and Thor. Peter envies their accelerated healing factor until he remembers the amount of alcohol they need to even get a little bit drunk. Hah, suckers. And thinking about that...

"Ey, Marvel." Peter turns to Carol, an easy smile on his lips. "Let me get you a drink or a dozen to thank you. The others will be busy for a while."

[protectoroftheskies]

She thanks Drax for the compliment (and doesn't correct him), gives Thor a hug, and exchanges a friendly nod with Nebula and Rocket. She's closest two the latter, but neither of them are big on physical displays of friendship. Carol can respect that.

Thankful that the Guardians are going to go get a ship and she doesn't have to go find theirs, she nods at Peter's offer. Even though she falls into the Thor and Nebula camp of alcohol tolerance she's still a fan of the taste. "I'll take you up on that."

[momsboy]

"Perfect." It's a little weird, since it all happened during the 5 years time span where Peter was dead, how Rocket had changed and how close he and Carol have gotten.

Sweet too, the Racoon could always use more friend and Peter know that he doesn't take it well when one of them disappears. Peter makes the rest of the team agree on a time and place to meet, not like Thor seems to be listening to him at all, and hopes that things won't escalate a second time.

"We were lucky you were near, I don't think we would have made it otherwise." He rubs at the darkening bruise on the left side of his jawline as Carol and he go find a decent looking bar.

Have we marked spoilers? Spoilers if anyone else is reading this.

[protectoroftheskies]

She had only met Peter and the rest of the Guardians briefly after they defeated Thanos, but they made sure that they had each other's contact information. Now that they knew all of each other, it seemed silly not to keep up the alliance. Killing Thanos was good, but a power vacuum always seemed to invite in new baddies.

"Yeah, that ship was done for and most of you look pretty bad." Subtle she is not. "What happened?"

ENDGAME SPOILERS AHEAD | uhhh yeah I think we forgot, my bad

[momsboy]

It never hurt to have ways to contact the others just in case another catastrophe hit them. In Peter's experience, good things in life never lasted so you had to always be alert.

"The Nov Corps asked us for help retrieve some data about a group of Kree Purists causing trouble. We stopped Ronan the first time but his ideology still has some followers, turns out they remembered us so they weren't too happy about us trying to sneak into their facilities."

[protectoroftheskies]

Yeah, unfortunately that Carol's experience, too. No matter how much good you did, there was always something bad around the corner.

Carol froze on the spot and put out a hand to stop Peter. "Kree purists? Next time, call me. I have a bone to pick with those assholes." She exhaled and took her hand back. Sometimes she can't help the way that her body reacts when she hears about them.

[fridging]

[Maybe they rescue each other from 8?]

[protectoroftheskies]

[Let's do it!!]

endgame spoilers obviously

[fridging]

The remaining Avengers, Fury, and anyone else still lurking around are having some kind of team strategy meeting after Sam gets the shield, and Bucky would honestly rather be anywhere else. Anywhen else? He doesn't really know. He stays quiet in the background, not really volunteering himself for anything in particular. He needs to do some strategizing of his own. But he notices he's not the only one in the room who looks like they'd rather be somewhere else, and he gives her a very subtle questioning look. The kind that says are you just as done with all of this as I am?

hella spoilers

[protectoroftheskies]

This meeting is...a lot. First of all, Carol has some loose ends to wrap up in space. Thanks to the alert send to her suit when the compound was destroyed, she had come barreling back to Earth to help take out Thanos and prevent him from snapping again, but she had just dropped everything she was doing to do it.

Second of all, Fury was making a passionate argument for Carol to be in charge and it seemed to be ruffling others' feathers. Honestly, she didn't know what she wanted. Out of the Avengers she had known for the past five years, most of them were now dead or living a happy retirement.

Then Bucky looks over - they only just met, but Carol recognized him from Steve's stories - and she grins and gives him a look back like so hard.

[fridging]

Bucky doesn't quite grin in response, but his eyes are twinkling. Then, he clears his throat and speaks for the first time that evening.

"While you all pretend like you have any say in her future, Ms. Danvers is going to be making her own decisions elsewhere, and I'll be making sure no one bothers her. Does anyone have a problem with that?" he asks, with a pointed look at Fury.

He waits only a moment to see if anyone dares to question the former Winter Soldier. Sam looks like he might pipe up with something, but seems to think better of it. Good call, Sam. Then he gestures for Carol to follow him out.

[protectoroftheskies]

Carol can appreciate the gesture...but also she doesn't need anyone to fight her own battles. She nearly stays in the room just because she's a little annoyed by the way he did it.

But the last thing that any of them need are rifts or grudges. So let the rest of them hash it out. Rhodey knows that she'll be happy to help with anything they really need.

She follows Bucky out, though her arms are crossed over her chest. "Well, that was effective. I'll give you that."

[fridging]

Her body language is easy enough to read, and he can tell she's not entirely happy with his approach. He shrugs a little once they're far enough away. "I know what it's like," he offers as an explanation. "To need some space from other people deciding things for you. Thought it might give you some breathing room, at least."

[protectoroftheskies]

"It did. But for the future, I can take care of myself." She relaxes her posture, though. At least they weren't arguing over whether to lock her up like Bucky had experienced. (It had been a long five years and Steve and Nat caught her up on what she had missed Avengers-wise.)

"Do you prefer being called Bucky? That's always what Steve called you, but I figured I better ask."

[fridging]

Bucky laughs at that. "Never doubted that you could for a second, but remember Steve Rogers is my best friend. He's pretty capable too, but still needs a hand every now and then. And Bucky's fine. Nobody's called me James in a long time." A very, very long time. He tries not to think too much about Steve's adventures in time travel.

[protectoroftheskies]

"Well that's true. I like Steve a lot, but he doesn't - didn't - know when to be a little selfish." He's more than earned his happily ever after.

Carol steps forward to lean against the railing of the balcony. With the compound completely destroyed, they're making their arrangements in a government building in New York City. The former Avengers tower is in their sight line. The new owners haven't changed the letters yet.

"So have you thought about what you want to do?"

[fridging]

Bucky gives her a warm smile for that. "No, he didn't. I think he finally figured that out." And he's happy for him, he truly is. Even if it means he'll be without his friend.

He turns his thoughts away from that, considering her question.

"I hadn't, really. The world is a different place than it was before all this. I wasn't even sure where I fit back then, much less now. Wakanda has no need for me, and I'm not sure the Avengers really want my help."

[protectoroftheskies]

Steve was a good friend over the past five years and she's going to miss that friendship. If he's still reachable hopefully he won't mind a comm every now and then.

"What about Sam? I think he's going to need some help."