<div class="floatleft">(http://68.media.tumblr.com/a68ca1d2b94d913b875f14b167631eaf/tumblr_o9duzzd6SL1rei3gfo1_500.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Dane Whitman [The Black Knight]<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>(20:00 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, Wolverine, Punisher, Rogue, Shadowcat, Hyperion, Wasp, Deadpool, Meggan, Ruse<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><hr/><br/>Steve walked in, the man of the hour. They had a lot of history, not all of it good. Regardless, he couldn't help but like Steve. He was a living ideal, someone who set the bar for everyone else just by following his own conscience. The hand on the shoulder was a welcome back and an acceptance. "<strong>Steve, it's good to see you.</strong>" wishing a 94 year old man happy birthday seemed gauche so he left that for now; he was sure there would be singing later.<br/><br/>Dane orders a Whiskey Sour, with the oldest single malt whiskey they have. He turns around at the soft whistle and takes in both Ruse and Rogue. He takes his gift to where Rogue put the others then approaches them. "<strong>Bonjour Mademoiselles.</strong>" he greets them both in an older dialect of French. "<strong>Lancelot m'a toujours dit que les plus belles filles parlaient français.</strong>" [Lancelot always told me that the most beautiful girls spoke French.]<br/><br/>He switches back to English. "<strong>You'll forgive me but I've been away for a while. I'm not sure I know either of you without your costumes on.</strong>"