Truthfully, Murder hadn't expected to be approached by Shield, especially not for one of the Avengers teams. It was honestly surreal and he'd initially doubted Fury when the man spoke to him. Evidently, his training, skills, and abilities made him a candidate for the position. Still, he wasn't sure about the idea, given that the original Avengers had become nearly celebrities after a point and he didn't know if he liked that notion. He'd spent so many years trying to keep under the radar that it seemed counter intuitive to jump into a position where he'd become a public figure.<br/><br/>However, Fury had pointed out that by being an Avenger, the position would automatically offer him protection from Hydra, that he had valuable information about the inner workings of the group, could use that information to help take out the remaining Hydra cells, and in the process learn more about what had been done to him. All and all, the Director had proven very convincing and Murder had ultimately agreed.<br/><br/>It had meant a bit of a scramble to get his things together, but he was used to moving at a moment's notice. Unfortunately, it had meant being unable to tie up all of his loose ends. Still, he'd recommended a friend of his who he figured might fit into the whole superhero thing. Fury had commented that he'd take it into consideration. Which, really, was the best thing that Murder could really hope for. After that, it was a matter of getting settled in his new apartment, which…Was actually pretty nice. Especially since he was given paperwork to put in orders for anything he might need. Food preferences, allergies, medication, and so forth.<br/><br/>Of course, then came the thing he wasn't looking forward to: meeting everyone else. He'd worked in groups before, but at that point had just been a glorified attack dog. Now, he supposed that he was going to be able to have input into things and have his opinion taken seriously. Or at least, he assumed that was the case. Given that he wanted to<i>attempt</i>to have a good impression, he actually put a bit of effort into things. Meaning a shower, beard trim, putting his hair back (with an obnoxiously bright green hair scrunchie, no less), and putting on his nicest clothes…Which just amounts to nice blue jeans, a dark brown button down, and his work boots.<br/><br/>Five minutes later, he arrived at the conference room. He was ten minutes early and awkwardly stood there for a moment wondering if he should go in. Well, if no one was in there, he'd just find something to occupy his time until 10. Opening the door, he stepped inside and blinked at seeing Fury, then a familiar face at the table. Mayhem. With a slight grin, he quickly grabbed himself some food: sausage, bacon, scrambled eggs, and hashbrowns, along with a coffee before sitting down next to his friend. "Decided to try out the super hero gig, huh?"