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[uzifromsanta]

[Her feet kick high in the air, first toward Yondu without reaching him, and then back to have her heels hit the pole behind them. Repeat.]

I've got a purpose. My daddy says you turn into an ass when you assume things about people.

[tchotchkes]

Sure doesn't seem to be ordering a drink.

[ Not much point to a kid being in a bar in the first place. He stares ahead, not giving the girl much attention as if he doesn't feel inclined to support any part of her presence here. ]

What's your purpose then?

[uzifromsanta]

[Mindy scowls at being ignored. She scoots herself toward the blue stranger in order to ensure that she accomplishes her goal. She swings a single leg hard, channeling all of her strength into one motion to kick Yondu just above the ankle.]

I'm not telling you shit if you turn your back like that.

[tchotchkes]

Shit in a hole!

[ The exclamation of pain comes immediately. His boots might be protective, but this girl's kick drives home even through their hide. He swivels to face her immediately, visually displeased as he leans forward to confront the child. He leans forward, locking eyes like he would with any adult that crossed him. Clearly there's nothing soft about this pup. ]

You got a mouth on you, Violet. Hell of a kick too. Watch yourself.

[uzifromsanta]

[At the exclamation, Mindy's immediate response is to laugh, which she does. It's a loud, uninhibited laugh of a child and when he rounds on her she stops laughing only to press her lips together in a smile that can barely contain it.]

Violet's a name for prissy girls in chocolate factories. That's not me, I'm Hit-Girl.

[tchotchkes]

[ There reference goes right over his head. Frankly it's not as indicative of what he's dealing with here so much as her laugh and the simplicity of her "name".

Much like someone he knows who insists on being called Star Lord, he knows a few things about nicknames-- especially when they are self-imposed. ]

You think you can just go around kicking people because you're toting a name like that? Just wait until you end up hitting the wrong shin, girl."

[uzifromsanta]

I didn't kick you because of my name. I kicked you because you were being a dick.

[Mindy looks Yondu up and down, noticing his manner of dress and their various scuffs.]

What's your name, Blue Head?

[tchotchkes]

[ Yondu inhales sharply through his nose before sitting back on his stool. He briefly flashes his teeth in a disapproving snarl. He can't quite place the experience of this kid who has been apparently left alone at a bar, but he can make a few assumptions of his own. ]

Yondu Udonta

[ He takes a sip of his drink. ]

Pull up a chair then, Hit-Girl. What are you having?