<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/6b/cf/f8/6bcff82044b563dfc1c2cef2e1796e7d.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Steve Rogers (Captain America)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>(20:10 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>Elektra(directly) Ghost Rider, Punisher, Rogue, Shadowcat, Black Knight, Deadpool, Meggan, Ruse, Wasp, Hawkeye, Ant-Man<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Steve listened to the people around him voicing their opinions and asking their questions. They all had concerns. Good. What he was proposing wasn't something that was to be entered into lightly, and that was why they were all here...so they could hash things out and he could allay their fears. He could sense tension, though with Deadpool around that was more than understandable, but what team didn't have a certain degree of tension among its members?<br/><br/>He was about to answer some of the questions that had been posed when Elektra and Clint walked in. He calmly finished his beer and put the mug down on the bar as Clint caused his usual commotion. The man had always been a diva, even back when it was just the two of them, Quicksilver and the Scarlet Witch. A small smile played across Steve's face as he thought of it. That was a similar time. The Avengers had just been formed and nobody knew if they were going to survive. Nobody thought they could do it. He had surrounded himself with known criminals after all...but they had proved everyone wrong. That team had more heart than any ten Doctor Dooms...and the Unity Squad was the same way. He knew it.<br/><br/>Slowly he walked up to Elektra, drawing all the attention of the room. She was beautiful, that was true...but she was deadly. S.H.I.E.L.D. had a large dossier on her, and it was filled with bodies. The whole Skrull invasion thing had only served to muddy the waters even further...but she had shown up with Clint. As much as he liked to chase a pretty girl's skirts, he wouldn't have gotten himself mixed up with someone like Elektra if he didn't believe in what she was selling. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jan run off after Clint. Was there still something between them? He sighed. Either way, she would handle him.<br/><br/>"I told you, Rogue," Steve said, turning his deep blue eyes quickly on the young mutant. "This isn't X-Force. We don't do anybodies dirty work. We do what's right, because it IS right...and we don't hide from anyone." His lips slid into an easy smile as he continued. "I may be an old man," He said, turning back to look Elektra in the eye. "But I still have broad shoulders. Anything this team does is above board, and reflects directly on ME, and nobody does anything that I wouldn't do myself. I know some of us have..." He paused for a moment, letting his eyes drift over at Castle. "Less than stellar reputations...I've dealt with that before. You can ask the man who just stormed out about that. Nobody is asking any of you to reveal who you are underneath the mask...all I'm asking any of you to do, is to stand up for what's right."<br/><br/>He returned his full attention back to the woman in front of him. "Doom and Viper are major players, and if the two have joined forces, that's big news. I know a few of you know of this woman's reputation...but if even one sentence of what she says is true, we can't afford to ignore it. Alright," He said, folding his arms across his muscular chest. "Give us the rundown. How do you know what the two of them are planning...and how did you get your information."