Skye did not lie necessarily when she told Coulson she didn't know her parents. While she could honestly say didn't know her mother, and she knew her who her father was. However admitting her father was Hermes, the Greek god, would have at least gotten her sent to a S.H.I.E.L.D. mental hospital. Skye was a demigod. However she had decided to leave that bit of her behind her after the Battle of Manhattan. Skye made herself a new identity, not because she needed it but because she want to feel like she was really leaving that life behind. She never stayed in one place for more than a few months in case monsters found her. She told no one about that part of her, not even Miles.
So when she saw an Iris Message from Conner first appear she ended it before he could even start talking. Skye quickly turned around and headed back into her room. No sooner than when she closed the door the second Iris Message happen. Silently hoping S.H.I.E.L.D. did not have the technology to capture Iris messages Skye answered the message.
"Thank the gods you finally got-" Conner Stoll began to say when Skye heard footsteps.
"I can't talk right now. I'll Iris message you when I can." Skye whispered before she ran her hand though the image to end it. That was close, Skye thought to herself while letting out a sigh. Whatever it is- Skye's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by someone knocking on her door. Skye answered the door.
"Skye, Fitzsimmons just got out the parcheesi board. Do you want to play?" asked Grant. Fitz and Simmons were settings up the game behind Grant arguing who would be green.
"Sure, I'd love to. Just to let you know, I'm a beast at parchessi." Skye smiled at Grant as she walked over and sat down next to Simmons. After an hour of drinking, playing the actual game, and bad smack talk,the game was coming to an end. Simmons, Grant, Fitz, and Skye were all close to winning. It was Skye's turn. "I'm going to win this," Skye said looking around the board. "I can feel it."
"As if!" Fitz exclaimed. "The chances of you getting both of your men, where they are, home in one roll are extremely low. You'd have a better chance-" Skye rolled the dice. "-there's no way that's possible."
"I won. Have fun fighting it out for second place, suckers!" Skye announced as she moved her last man home. She looked up, across the game board towards Fitz, only to see Connor Stoll instead.
***author's note***
Dear person,
So this is my first story. I would appreciate knowing what you think of it, so please review. I know I could use some construction feedback, and I'd really appreciate it. Thanks!
Kate