<div align="center"><em>Steve and Ms Marvel </em></div><hr/><br/>He had been running on the treadmill for a few miles at the high speed, mixing in punching combinations in a few steps along the way before his body finally began working up a nice sheen across his forehead but that was about it. His breath and heart rate had increased but he was in a good place when he saw Ms Marvel land next to him and request a sparing match.<br/><strong>"Sure."</strong><br/>Steve answered as he poked at the buttons on the machine to cool down before it stopped fully.<br/><strong>"Weapons allowed?"</strong><br/>He asked as he stretched his arms and torso out, spinning his shoulders before picking up the shield he had placed nearby on a bench, the only item he learning to become proficient with.<br/><br/><strong>"Well I know I can't fly, control the weather but I am here for a reason right?"</strong><br/>Steve asked as he moved towards the sparing area with Ms Marvel before stepping away from her and taking up a stance that did not place the shield in front of him.