<div align="center">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQdLkPpj9hij_pG739DZakATvMcshVtzSDYeHrryNYx7zk0L_23NA)</div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Name:</strong> T'challa<br/><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Black Panther<br/><strong>Affiliations:</strong> Avengers/X-Men<br/><strong>Time:</strong> Friday the 27th of October 2017, 7:10 AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Avengers Tower (Formerly Stark Tower) New York City  <br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain America, Iron Man, Black Widow, Thor, Scarlet Witch, Spiderman, Blue Marvel, Colossus, Hawkeye, Wiccian, Hulking, Captain Marvel</span><br/><hr/> </div><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/83/c1/2d/83c12dc2a555fd0d7eafbc970117518c.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> It wasn’t that he didn’t want to be here with these people.  He knew that being amongst them allowed him certain freedoms that running a kingdom did not.  He was not without his strife within his home country but with the system, in place, it could practically run itself.  With some of the internal warrings died down.  He was supposed to take a walkabout from time to time.  <br/><br/>His body burned toxins efficiently so he required little sleep.  He was finishing up his second workout having lifted weights previously he was practicing kata when he came to a stop.  He knew there were several people here.  It was important not to isolate himself and make his presence know.  If he was going to be part of a team.  It was time to be part of the team. <br/><br/>He had unpacked all of his items and weapons, he washed, dressed and went down to interact.<br/><br/>“Good morning my friends, is everyone well this morning?”  T’challa said as he walked into the room assessing everyone he wasn’t trying to, it was now simply reflex.<br/></span><br/>