From: ice_ice_baby	Date: November 13th, 2010 03:38 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"No, I'm trying to represent the best of my father...which got seldom seen while he was working for my grandfather."

She sighs. "My blood mother is Justine Hammer."

	From: anyastark	Date: November 13th, 2010 03:44 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Blink. Okay. This. Was. Weird.

"I can understand that," she said. Anya knew she shouldn't do this, but at this point honesty was probably the best policy. Her armor face plate slid open.

"Interesting is an understatement," Anya said. She didn't bother to say her name since the girl probably already knew it."Being who I am and who you are."

	From: ice_ice_baby	Date: November 13th, 2010 03:52 pm (UTC)		(Link)

CC smiled. A very genuine smile. Anyone with any rudimentary sense of reading people could probably tell that subversion and conniving would not come easy to CC Gill. "Even without knowing who you are, I'm well aware of what that armor represents, especially to my family. It's why I came to you. You *know*"

She sigh, runs her hand through her hair. "I was actually conceived as the result of one of Granddad's 'office parties'. Mom got drunk, hit on Dad, he was quite the genetic jackhammer that night, bam." She sighed. "I'm only hear because my mom wouldn't abort me. But she wouldn't have anything to *DO* with me either. So my dad raised me as a single parent. He kept working, but things were strained for awhile. He then hooked up with the original Thunderbolts for a little bit...but then left when I was 12."

"This is where I differ from my dad. He was all tech. I'm all mutant."

	From: anyastark	Date: November 13th, 2010 04:07 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Anya nodded as she listened. A small part of her brain was breaking at the thought of a Stark and a Hammer working together. There was some law of the universe being broken somewhere.

They were similar in some aspects and very different in others. They were both results of flings, but unlike Anya, the girl's mother cast her aside. Anya's mother wasn't around much, but Anya never felt unwanted. A part of her felt sorry for the girl.

"Another lucky one with fancy powers," Anya said with a small smile. "I didn't get so lucky."

"There's no sense in standing out here all night." New England autumns were cold, wet and windy and this one was no exception. "Come back to headquarters and you can talk to the team."

	From: ice_ice_baby	Date: November 13th, 2010 04:11 pm (UTC)		(Link)

CC pulled the hood back over her head. "Sweet." she said simply. "You can also run your DNA tests, lie detection, whatever you need. I figure that's coming."

	From: anyastark	Date: November 13th, 2010 04:14 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Anya nodded. "Standard procedure," she said. "It's nothing personal. If you'll follow me?"

	From: ice_ice_baby	Date: November 13th, 2010 04:17 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Long as you don't try to break the sound barrier." CC replied, icing up the beginnings of a slide underneath her. "I should be able to keep up somewhat."

	From: anyastark	Date: November 13th, 2010 04:20 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"No need for breaking the sound barrier for a few blocks," Anya said. The faceplate lowered and she lifted a few feet off of the ground. She flew slow enough for CC to keep up to her.

It was going to be an interesting night.