Second Coming (Marvel Generation 2!)//Open

"She was still oddly polite about it, so I can't just not fight her." Peggy said, as though it was obvious. "I'll figure something out. Always do."

"She wanted to fight your dad," he pointed out. "Not you."

"Yeah, and apparently settled for me." She shrugged. "Whether I'm someone's second choice or not, of course I'm gonna try."

"Is it really that serious?" He asked.

"Can't say no to a fight, Amity." She grinned, taking a sip of her new coffee. "That's against my code."

"Well," he said, shaking his head. "Your code sucks."

(He's such an ass)

She blew him a kiss, then flipped him off. "I never claimed it was a good one."

"I can't tell if you're flirting with me," he admitted, "Or plotting my death."

"Who says I can't do both?" She raised an eyebrow, an amused smile playing on her lips.

"Should I be excited or scared?" he asked, reaching for his crutch.

"Both~" She sang, laughing. "I'm messing with you. Mostly."

"One wrong word and all of my ribs are broken, right?" He grinned.

Atiena snorted at the conversation. She found amusement from this, and still didn't feel like drawing attention to herself. The attention would mean she could get caught and pointed out, and she didn't feel like going back to Wakanda just yet.

"Pretty and smart." Peggy quipped, crossing an arm over her chest with a grin.

"Rare combo," he said, setting the crutch back aside. "I'm unique."

"Super special." She nodded, trying not to laugh at the absurdity of the conversation.

"Mhm." He nodded. " 'S what my mamma always said."

"I'm sure." She took a sip of her coffee, raising an eyebrow.

He raised an eyebrow right back, unsure where else to take the conversation. It was a hard topic to lead into another.

"Okay, okay, enough about what a catch you are." She said, snickering. "I've got a question."

He spread his arms out. "Ask away."

"Why'd ya become a hero?" She asked, pushing off the counter to sit down in her chair.

"I didn't wanna be like my dad. As hard it is for me to feel bad for others, I still know what's right and wrong. And he killed so many people it's hard to put in perspective."

Peggy nodded, sipping her coffee. "That makes sense. I gotta say though, as far as heroes go, you're a pretty cool one."

"Correction, I am the least qualified out of all of the heroes. I don't compare to you or people like the Fantastic Four or the Avengers."

She shook her head. "I mean cool-cool. But even that, I'm sure you've done things. The Avengers are the Avengers, of course they're great. But you are too."

He shrugged. "It doesnt make any difference, either way."

"What's your name?" Gwen stood, looking at Damon in almost amusement.