<div class="floatleft">(http://1.fwcdn.pl/ph/61/74/556174/496136_2.1.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Elektra Natchios<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>(20:30 pm), April 19th 2017<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Josie's Bar, Hells Kitchen,  New York City<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Captain America (directly) Ghost Rider, Punisher, Rogue, Shadowcat, Black Knight, Deadpool, Meggan, Ruse, Hyperion, Ant Man , Spiderman<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Elektra walked into Josie's Bar, (Bald as Brass as Stick her mentor would say), her head was held high, dressed in traditional black and red leather. Her day look still resembled that of the most expensive dominatrix, her dark hair was long and cascading down her slender back. The Greek Beauty felt pangs of nostalgia as she entered this bat, *his* bar that was in *his* part of town. She had been many things in her life, a student, a assassin, a agent of SHEILD, a member of the outlaws the Thunderbolts. Her eyes fell on two of her former allys, Punisher and the hard not to miss Deadpool. She smiled in that almost cruel way that she did as her dark eyes locked with Frank Castles across the bar.  She could see that her partner had informed her correctly, Steve Rogers aka Captain America was indeed hanging out in the lower parts of town these  days. This was Hell`s kitchen and he was holding court with a interesting mix of personalities'. Elektra may be human but she knew she could take most of them in a fight, with the exception of Castle and Rogers. It wasn't arrogance merely fact, she didn't hold back, she killed when she needed to and most of them in here didn't. "Hello Boys and Girls." She said loud enough to warrant the entrance that her ego demanded.<br/><br/>"I know I wasn't on the gust list but I have important news that I need to give." Not only that but her new *partner* in crime was a former Avenger and they had been working together for the last two weeks on the trail of one of the worlds greatest threats, Victor Von Doom himself. Elektra was trying to be heroic these days, she was *trying* to atone for her sins as Matthew always told her she needed to do. She knew everyone here by reputation, Rogue and Pryde of the X-men, Logan`s girls, his surrogate daughters as it were. The Spider-Man, aka ben Urichs co-worker Parker. Johnny Blaze aka the Rider. Janet Van Dyne, the airhead Superhero poster gal and a couple of others she didn't yet know, a man and a woman both ten years her junior and of little strategic threat to her. Elektra was used to the room turning on her and she did have her trademark saes on her if she needed to draw them. "He`s parking the car!" She said as she gestured behind her to the door. Barton had told her to wait in the car while he fed the meteor but Elektra loved to stir the shit and wanted to make a grand entrance. She knew she wasn't very well liked and that was before the Skrulls replaced her with a duplicate which helped the Hand grow in power and productivity two years ago. "No hugs?" She said as she looked at Rogers, her voice was dripping with sarcasm.