<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/SteveRogers.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name</strong>Steve Rogers<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Luigi's Pizza<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Speed Demon<br/><em>I think that guy is on the football team...</em><hr/><br/><br/>He was not prepared for the attacks that was pressed by the runt of the group. He was worried about the big beefy guy and the maul he was hurling around at people. Forced to watch someone take the attack he realized it was another hero and when Steve was sure the guy could handle his own he was able to switch his focus to Speed Demon.<br/><br/><strong>"No...just bidding my time...oof!"</strong><br/>Steve grunted at the constant blows but still managed to spin and attempt to shield bash the person behind him before he tossed it onto his back like a turtle shell. The guy was fast, that much he knew but Steve's eyes did not look for him but instead plan on where he would go next. Feinting an attack he struck elsewhere, seeking to find a pattern of attack and plan his next move, a good ol grapple. He knew they guy would be unable to move fast if he was being held in place.