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Tony Stark ([personal profile] ahollowman) wrote2018-06-23 01:20 am
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There was something niggling at Tony Stark since Pride. It wasn't anything important particularly, just the sort of thought that followed him around, popped up when he was by himself working in the shop, relaxed, listening to something good he'd heard a million times.

Who exactly was the mystery girl that was seeing Jessica Drew?

Yeah. He knew her name. It wasn't that hard after they'd met face to face a few times. Thank you, social media. Especially you, Eduardo Saverin, Cameron Winklevoss.

Anyway, it was an oversight on his part that he hadn't met the white-haired girl yet. She had some kind of cold powers? What did they call her? Didn't matter, she had cold powers, and Darrow was only so big, so PEGGI could find her thermal signature eventually. And PEGGI did.

Tony chased after the marker on his HUD, catching up eventually as she made her way down a sidewalk at night. He hovered nearby in the ELMO suit, glad all over again that it didn't utilize jet propulsion anymore, was whisper-quiet as a Dyson fan. It let him watch her. Not in a creepy way.

Maybe a little creepy.

Her hair caught his attention more than anything, a pale and thickly braided whip of it that seemed to glitter under the city lights. He thought of a vacation he'd gone on once with his parents to Yellowstone in the off-season when they had more of the park to themselves. Hiking in the early morning on a January day so cold and bright that almost imperceptible microscopic ice crystals hung suspended in the air.

Diamond dust.

Tony cleared his throat from where the suit hung a few feet above and behind her, repulsors glowing their dull, gentle blue..

"Hi."
frozenfractals: (positive) mischievous (I still have my secret weapon)

[personal profile] frozenfractals 2018-06-25 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh," Elsa says, "well, thank you. That's very kind." 'Sticky paramour' is a strange way to refer to Jessica, and she can't help smiling at it, amused. She's going to have to remember that and tell her; she'll — well, maybe she won't get a kick out of it. Jessica's feelings regarding Tony Stark are often mixed. It's hard to predict.

Still, he seems nice enough, even if he did, apparently, stalk her.

"So you tracked me down deliberately? Why?"
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[personal profile] frozenfractals 2018-06-28 09:21 am (UTC)(link)
No matter how long she's in Darrow, Elsa thinks, she'll never quite get over the giddy relief of hearing her powers referred to positively. She spent so much of her life terrified of it, but people here usually aren't afraid. Maybe they should be, because she's much more powerful than she knows how to control sometimes, but she likes that they aren't.

"Oh, thank you," she says. "It is, yes. I make it myself. I've never seen one like yours before — and it can fly. That's incredible." She can't fly, but that's fine. She can bolster herself with ice if she needs to, and her girlfriend can swing from any available surface. Between them, they make it work.
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[personal profile] frozenfractals 2018-07-03 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Since I was born," Elsa says, shrugging, her smile wry. "My poor parents hardly knew what to do with it." She hates to think of it, really; it's just one more thing to make her feel how much of a burden she must have been to them, how difficult she made their lives. But when she was young, it hadn't been such a problem. There was fun mixed with the caution. "We never knew what caused it."

She's made her peace with that, though. It is what it is, and there's no use in wondering about the cause.
frozenfractals: (positive, neutral) (around her is a silver pool of light)

[personal profile] frozenfractals 2018-07-09 08:27 am (UTC)(link)
The subject can be a terribly difficult one, heavy with the weight of all those years Elsa lost, the ones she spent locked away, keeping to herself. Her childhood was a lonely one. Her parents wanted so much, she knows, to help and to understand. They never could.

But here she is, and she has Jessica now. Tony's words are so kind, so understanding, and it moves her. She smiles, even reaches out to touch his arm for a moment. "Thank you," she says. "I'm so grateful for her. It was... very difficult, growing up, but it's easier here with her. And nice." She huffs out a laugh, all soft relief. "So nice not to be the only one who can do extraordinary things."
frozenfractals: (negative, neutral) (think of how much love has been wasted)

[personal profile] frozenfractals 2018-07-23 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Elsa nods. It's the truth and there's no reason to say otherwise. She wouldn't be here doing what she does without Jessica. She'd probably be home already, alone in her apartment, steadfastly avoiding magic.

"She helped me learn how to trust my powers," she says, soft and slow. "I — they can be very dangerous. But if I can use them to help people, then I will." It's a duty she has, the same as her royal obligations. She was born into power and she has to use it wisely and for the benefit of others.