Rise of the guardians ao3

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The two of them turned towards Groot, both having forgotten he was there. “No, everything’s not okay! My leg feels like shit, you’re forcing me to go to a doctor, and you-” Rocket stopped himself from saying anything else, looking down before his face could give away what he had been about to say. It just looked like Rocket was just moving back and forth between the same few screens without accomplishing anything. “We’re almost at the jump point,' Peter said as he looked closer at the monitor. Rocket started he hadn’t noticed Peter coming in. Groot was sitting on the bed, playing a game. Peter walked into Rocket’s room to see him furiously tapping and swiping on a monitor, completely engrossed in his task.

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Rocket was still working on tracking the mysterious man they needed to find, so they were just operating on the hope that he was still on Contraxia, where Peter had found him.

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The ‘morning’ (according to the Bowie’s lighting cycle) after they escaped from Knowhere, the Guardians were approaching their destination.