driftfleet | [snuggle up real close everyone]

And to think I'm all about getting my claws back. [There's a little smile, but having claws you can strap on and off is a lot different than experimenting on yourself and ending up blue and furry in a permanent kind of way.]

Nah. That was just a ruse to get you in my clutches. [She seems pretty laid back for such a statement.] I wanted to talk to you about someone on your ship and I couldn't do that over the network.

I do have a chess board though.

I knew it. [he makes a show of rolling his eyes, but there's a hint of a grin he can't hold back] Try Go Fish next time, that's more my game. [it's a joke, but he's glad that it wasn't - something else. What was he even expecting? Who knew]

But if you really want to play, we can while you - talk to me about this person.

Uh huh. Go fish would have been much less suspicious. [A revenge plot for evils done in her world or for dumping Kara maybe?] Sure. Follow me. It'll be like a tour too. Oh yeah, this is the cargo bay where the shuttles go. Also where Vision grows stuff. [She points upward because he decided to make use of their vertical space since he can fly and all.]

Not much, but no one asks me to play chess when Charles is available. [the latter is far more likely, but is it really dumping if they weren't really dating? Either way he still feels guilty like they were, oops]

Vision? [he does look around, though - the only other ship he's been on is the Tourist, and his ship is by far nothing like this. He makes a noise, eyebrows shooting up, impressed] He's able to grow things here?

I've never played chess with either of you. [In any reality. And wow, lack of self esteem much?

It's totally still dumping. Except...probably not really.]

Vision's captain. He's one of the Avengers if you've heard of them. Like Kate on your ship except they're from different realities.

[She looks over at Hank, thoughtful for a moment.] Do you want a closer look?

I'm decent at it, Charles is . . . Charles. [it's not a lack of self esteem so much as he knows who's superior when it comes to chess.

It FEELS like it, that's what matters]

Ah - I've heard of them, yes. They're a group similar to the X-Men, as far as I've been told. And sometimes the two work together. [it's a future thing, and one he might even admit to looking forward to seeing]

Closer look?

Probably helps if you can read your opponent's mind. [Not that she really thinks he'd need to for being good at chess.]

That's what I hear. [Not your future though. Blame Fox and Marvel.]

[She holds a hand out for him to take.] I don't just walk through stuff.

That's the worst part. He doesn't - he's just good at it. [he huffs a little as if he's offended] Him and Erik both.

[one day Fox and Marvel will get along] Mm, and - Vision's a part of that? Geez. They really are going after all the superheroes.

. . . I could probably leap up there. [he says, but he reaches out to take her hand after a moment] What else do you do?

Collect a full set.

[She takes his hand and applies her phasing to him even if she thought about retracting the offer when he mentioned leaping. There isn't much to grip on to up there though and she's not sure if the plants themselves are stable enough for his weight to be added.] I walk on whatever molecules I feel like walking on. [She takes a step up into the air and waits for him to follow suit.] Come on.

They need to leave some of them alone.

[he watches her take a step - more like stares, really. As always, whenever someone displays their powers to him he's utterly amazed, his interest genuine. It makes him seem far younger than he actually is, like an excited child] You—wow. That's amazing.

[oh and now she wants him to do it. He takes a deep breath, then steps up next to her]

Our worlds could probably use a few too.

[There's a reflexive smile when he decides to go and be all impressed by her power. He really is very hard not to like.] Just like riding a bike. Or nothing like riding a bike actually. Mostly like using stairs. [She nods up to where the plants are and takes more steps up and in that direction, careful not to let go of his hand of course.]

[in a wry, joking tone] My world has Peter and Logan left. It's doomed.

[listen, it's impressive, and it's something he's never seen before. It isn't hard to impressive him, but to get him to act like this, well - showing off like this is the way to do it] Right, stairs, geez - is that how the phasing works, too? Only - er, reversed?

[he follows behind her, never more than a step behind. Of course if he did accidentally let go and fall it isn't a huge concern, but it'd be inconvenient. And this is too cool to ruin the experience]

[Have a noticeable pause.] Peter? [He doesn't mean Colossus does he?]

Oh, um, yeah, kind of? I just slip my bits around the atoms of something else.

Peter Maximoff. He's . . . really fast.

That's - [he isn't going to say amazing again, dammit] - a lot more than just passing through objects.

[Well, that's a relief. And also confusing?] ...You mean Pietro Maximoff? Erik's son? [If she wasn't so thrown by it she wouldn't have vocalized that last part, but it can't be a secret, right?] How old is he?

—I'm sorry, Erik's what? [he's so caught off guard by the question he stumbles on the next step]

He's - he's a teenager.

[She tightens her grip even if, as bracketed, it's not exactly life or death for him. Or really anyone at this height unless they are really unlucky. It could hurt though.]

...Is that not something you know about? [She was doing so well keeping the Wanda thing under wraps too.] I guess asking if Erik knows would be kind of pointless then?

Asking Erik would be - pointless, yeah. I'm pretty sure he would have mentioned having children if - if it were even remotely a possibility.

And yet...there is just a guy with the same name and powers? He might not even know there is a possibility. I'm pretty sure he wasn't living the monk lifestyle back home. And thoughts of Erik getting busy are things I don't need. Let's look at some space plants. [And try to pretend those sentences didn't happen.]

. . . I'm not thinking about it. [yep, he's decided. He tilts his head back and pinches the bridge of his nose with his free hand] I'll just - file it with the rest of things I'm resolutely not thinking about. Space plants sound absolutely amazing.

Yep. [Looking at some bacon-flavored kelp.]

So, are you Kurt's dad or what? [Well, she decided not to think about Erik getting busy and apparently her brain just shifted to Hank himself.]

[KITTY HE IS TRYING TO LOOK AT KELP HERE. This time he makes a strangled noise, and drops his head into his hand]

No. I have no children, and I'm absolutely certain of that. [and weaker, muffled into his hand] I was trying not to think about that either, Kitty . . .

[. . . he's a glutton for punishment, this has decided it]

He doesn't know who his father is?

Nope. [Or if he does he's keeping it from everyone, her included. She doesn't think he'd do that. She'd respect his privacy without the lie. ...Probably. Then again if her father was the Dark Beast she's not sure she'd want to tell anyone either.] I hope she wasn't with him back home though. Then again I wasn't a big fan of...wait, why absolutely certain?

You're not... I mean, you've... Right?

Kitty.

[he sounds so pained right now] Yes, I've - yes, but I'm still absolutely sure it isn't me. I can take a guess at who it is, though, and - I'd really rather not think about it.

. . . why is this coming up anyway?

Sorry. You were just very certain. [And you seem pretty insecure about your body so...]

I talked to Kara. [Remember, they are friends.]

[Wait a second.] You have a guess?

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