VIRIDI INVIDIA | harry potter | avengers

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19; granny fight

Things are never simple enough for Chastity to have a solid vacation. First that damned letter, it was half-dipped in ink, half scathing review of her character. Lots of accusations, unfounded and untrue.

Then there's this other teensy little thing.

She leans against the glass wall, her mother standing on her left, arms folded one over the other.

Wanda, as untrained and untrustworthy as she seems to be, was brought on a reconnaissance mission with Natasha and Steve, which turned south quickly. There was a barely contained explosion, some light screaming sprinkled in as well; Chastity scoffs, thinking about it. She would have handled it with so much more grace.

Thus produces the Sokovia accords.

"Secretary Ross has a congressional medal of honor, which is one more than you have." Colonel Rhodes and Sam Wilson are standing off to the side, arguing amongst each other.

Sam rolls his eyes and ignores his comment, instead opting for something more productive to pitch in.

"So let's say we agree to this thing." He looks around the room, eyes pausing on Chastity for a moment before he continues. "How long is it going to be before they low jack us like some common criminals?"

Chastity cocks her head to the side slightly, her raven black hair swaying at the movement.

Tony lounges in a chair with a hand pressed leisurely over his face. Even without seeing his expression, his annoyance is almost palpable.

Rhodes glares at the side of Sam's head, "117 countries want to sign this. 117, and you're saying nah it's cool-" they start talking over so much that it's hard for Chastity to understand.

"Am I even allowed to sign that? I'm a minor, need I remind everyone." Natasha flicks the side of Chastity's head, smirking as she does so.

"A minor with the power to rip me in half." Tony mumbles, loud enough for her to hear.

"Are you asking me to?"

"Are you offering?"

Vision steps in, "I have an equation."

Rhodes rolls his eyes with an exaggerated scoff, "oh, this will clear it up."

"I'm the eight years since Mr. Stark announced himself as Iron Man, the number of known enhanced individuals has grown exponentially." He spares a glance at Chastity, ever the mature, cosmic being; simultaneously a child. How can the world count on that? "And during the same period, the number of potentially world-ending events has risen at a commensurate rate."

There's a lull in conversation and all eyes turn to Tony. He looks ashamed.

"Are you saying it's our fault." Steve accuses, feeling particularly defensive, having seen his look to Chastity.

"I'm saying there may be a casualty; our very strength invites challenge." Chastity rolls her eyes, looking eerily alike to her father.

"Not much of a challenge, when we're letting unstable rookies take charge." She mumbles, only loud enough for Natasha beside her to hear. Earning a warning look.