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Jun. 23rd, 2018 01:20 amThere 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."
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."
