Yondu's been trying to find something to do. Just something so he doesn't have to think, so he's not obsessing over his losses, so he has some vague feeling of control. The last mission and all the reminders of his fuck-ups or being fucked up is sticking with him (as it's likely sticking with a lot of people). It's harder to feel any sense of control on platform day, when he hates to tell people that they're stuck here and unable to do anything about it.
As soon as he can get back on the train and go through the adventure of digging his shit out of the luggage car, he goes to a standard car table to wait for anyone he knows to pass through. He's got a box of snacks by his side and a couple of items that, if he doesn't see their potential owners, he's going to have to go find them.
Aside from the gifts he's acquired a few 'training materials' to help out anyone that might have a similar interest. A box of locks and a box of cuffs with transparent components.
He already has a set of newly purchased Nova Corp cuffs in front of him, popping them open over and over, timing it each time by how fast he can unlock them. He finally clamps them on his own hands and turns his head to pull a dart from his coat, and uses that to start picking the lock with his mouth, the piece of metal sticking out from between his jagged teeth to pry at a hinge in just the right way.
Like hell is he going to slack off and make himself an easy catch, now. And he's going to make sure that he's not the only one. After a bit of time and heavy concentration one side of the cuffs come loose and they hang from the other arm.
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As soon as he can get back on the train and go through the adventure of digging his shit out of the luggage car, he goes to a standard car table to wait for anyone he knows to pass through. He's got a box of snacks by his side and a couple of items that, if he doesn't see their potential owners, he's going to have to go find them.
Aside from the gifts he's acquired a few 'training materials' to help out anyone that might have a similar interest. A box of locks and a box of cuffs with transparent components.
He already has a set of newly purchased Nova Corp cuffs in front of him, popping them open over and over, timing it each time by how fast he can unlock them. He finally clamps them on his own hands and turns his head to pull a dart from his coat, and uses that to start picking the lock with his mouth, the piece of metal sticking out from between his jagged teeth to pry at a hinge in just the right way.
Like hell is he going to slack off and make himself an easy catch, now. And he's going to make sure that he's not the only one. After a bit of time and heavy concentration one side of the cuffs come loose and they hang from the other arm.