<div class="floatleft">(https://images.moviepilot.com/image/upload/c_fill,h_470,q_auto:good,w_620/eqjoksyw6iggik8re3ha.jpg)</div>Name: Steven "Steve" Rogers<br/>Nom de Guerre: Captain America<br/>Affiliations: Avengers, multiple others<br/>Time: Friday the 27th of October 2017, 7:10<br/>Location: UN Headquarters, NYC to Stark Tower entrance<br/>Tagging: Black Widow, Open<br/><hr/>"Clint drank all the coffee again, didn't he?" Steve guessed, casting a quick look toward the top floors of Stark Tower. Knowing the archer, it probably wasn't a bad guess. His smile stayed for a moment, then waned quickly. He turned back to Black Widow and sighed. "The world's never better off with senseless death. But I'm fine, thanks. Just getting an early morning run in before the day starts."<br/><br/>But something else about Natasha's comment had put him off. He made a discreet attempt to look around himself. To see the world and his place in it. "I don't stick out<em>that</em>much. . ." He grimaced and looked back at Black Widow, leaning a bit closer. ". . .Do I?"