A Charity Gala to End Whatever Important Thing

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New York City high society had been absolutely buzzing over this April's charity gala by a certain Mr. Tony Stark. It was seen as exclusive, or as exclusive as his 200 person guest list could be. Some invitations were a given, like Tony's daughter Alexa, whereas others came from what the party planners figured as the right people to make the party memorable or talked about.

The charity event was for the charitable arm of Stark Inc., Stark International. Despite being for charity, it was also seen as a good way for businesses to be seen and network.

The event was held at the Hudson in the Library and Private Park space. It would comfortably fit the people into its 2,600 Square Feet.

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[iced_cherub]

"I've noticed, it's a little bigger than the parties I'm used to." She tucked the hair behind her ear. "And still not sure if I like those ones. I like the idea of proving I can be better than a little monster when I need to be."

"And I'd still feel bad spilling something on my dress. It would probably prove to Brooke that I'm just a messy little kid." She sipped at her seven up.

[light_as_a_rock]

"Honey, it's a little bigger than everyone is used to. Even Tony Stark doesn't throw these things every week."

Eva laughed and sipped her drink.

"Although there's a few people around who are pretty much professional party goers." She subtly pointed at a couple pretending to inspect a Grecian vase, who were actually scanning the crowd like a pair of sharks. "See them? Careful, don't let them see you lookin', they might come over, and that'd be a fate worse than fallin' in a swimmin' hole full of cocktail sauce. Sure, they've got that reality show thing, but really? Showin' up at parties is about all they ever do."

[iced_cherub]

"Good point, we'd see more footage of him on celeb clips on the news." She giggled a little at that. Mostly because her parents had argued before that he was on the TV far too much.

She glanced over out of the corner of her eyes. "Oh, I've seen them, they're not that entertaining," She grinned a little though. "I'm Bobbi by the way." She held out her hand hoping it wasn't too cold.

[light_as_a_rock]

"Ah'm Eva. Pleased to meet you."

[iced_cherub]

"You come to a lot of these?" She had to ask, because at least she wasn't treating her like she was underfoot. "I probably won't... but that's only because I came with a friend. Well one of my classmates."

[light_as_a_rock]

"Too many, when Ah'm in town. Oh, sometimes they can be fun, but mostly it's just a whole lot of 'see and be seen'. Emphasis on the 'be seen'. It's kind of an obligation, though. Someone has to represent the family business at these things, and Dad's out at the house in New Mexico, so, Ah'm it."

Eva sipped her drink.

"You go to school here in the city?"

[iced_cherub]

"And here my parents liked me to be present but out of the way... They preferred unseen mostly. Image is important and well a tomboy isn't exactly good for their image."

She shifted her hand sloshing her soda just a little. She shook her head though. "Over in Westchester. I go to a private school there."

[light_as_a_rock]

A slightly surprised look passed over Eva's face.

"My parents went to school in Westchester. Well, Dad did. Mom mostly went to a school in Massachusetts. But they met in Westchester. Ah studied a little bit there when Ah was little, too. Probably not the same place, though."

Privately, she suspected it was. There just weren't that many private schools in Westchester. But, you don't just talk about going to mutant school out in the open when there are columnists and blogger types lurking around.

[iced_cherub]

She caught the look Eva gave and had a feeling she knew what Bobbi was hinting at. She knew well enough not to name the school out loud at least.

"My blood family went there too. My parents..." Oh how to explain them. "Well the ones that raised me adopted me." Hey that works right?

[light_as_a_rock]

"You'd be amazed how many Westchester kids are at these parties. You'd almost think it was a secret society or something."

Eva winked.

"Why, even Tony Stark's stepson went to school there. He's a couple of years older than me, though."

[iced_cherub]

"I get that feeling. Though really since I've been there I don't want to go back to California. They make you feel more at home."

She glanced over to where she saw Tony then back at Eva. "Really?"

[light_as_a_rock]

"Really. You stay there long enough, Ah'm sure you'll meet him."

Eva grabbed a canape off of a passing tray, and popped it in her mouth.

"California's nice. Ah go out there sometimes, Worthington's got offices in San Francisco. But sometimes, Ah really miss Kentucky."

She went on, totally unaware of the bomb she'd just dropped into the conversation.

[iced_cherub]

"I might, the teachers want me to keep close."

She glanced up hearing the name. "As in Warren Worthington?" Oh yes she caught it. She had yet to meet him or her namesake... But if Eva knew one of them maybe she could find out more about at least one of her fathers. "What's he like?"

[light_as_a_rock]

"What's he like? Well, Ah think he's pretty ok most of the time, but if you ask someone else... like my mother... you might get an entirely different answer."

Eva laughed.

"He's my father."

[iced_cherub]

She bit her lip a moment. "There anywhere we can get away from the crowd? Because have a feeling what I want to say you, nor he would want in the tabloids. I know the teachers would hate it too." She was grinning, almost bouncing, but of course she knew she couldn't just show off her wings and tell her in public.

[light_as_a_rock]

Eva looked confused.

"Um, sure. Those doors over there lead to the garden. There's usually not too many people out there..."

She gestured, hesitantly, to a set of partially open French doors.

[iced_cherub]

Bobbi nodded as she walked with her over to the doors. Once outside she thought a moment on how to tell her. "There's a reason I asked about him. I kind of... well Dr. McCoy said that I was related to him. I know how this sounds but I can kind of prove it." She toyed with the idea of showing off her wings.

[light_as_a_rock]

(Continued here)