<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/chris-evans-crop.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name</strong>Steve Rogers / Captain America<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Downtown NYC<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Janet van Dyne/ Wasp<hr/><br/>Steve kept up and felt himself short of words when she grinned at him, his inexperience with the opposite gender starting to show a little. "Off course not...it's not like I only support..." He was about to go into some long gibbering excuse on how he did not just support anything American, but luckily their was a distraction with unfortunate news.<br/><br/><em><strong>"Avengers, this is Commander Hill of SHIELD.  We have a situation that requires your team's immediate attention.  Doctor Doom has commandeered 24 SHIELD orbital weapons platforms, each with the power to destroy a city.  He has threatened to begin doing just that, starting with New York in 24 hours if his demands aren't met... he wants the world and he's crazy enough to kill millions to get it.  We've located his ship, cloaked and hovering just above the Latverian embassy.  Talk to Stark.  He may be able to get you closer and enable you to see the ship, which we believe Doom himself is on.  Get that ragtag team together and show us what you can do."</strong></em><br/><br/>Steve's confusion quickly cascaded of his face as he heard the message. The hand that was opening the passenger door ceased as he gripped at the strap of his backpack a little tighter. "Rain check, We have to assemble." He insisted firmly before he closed the door and ran off towards the tower without her. Storm had given him the communicator the night before, he had not even learned how it functioned fully just yet.<br/><br/>(Steve makes his way back to the tower, Link Incoming)