<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong><em>Steve Rodgers</em></strong></span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong> With T'Challa</strong></span>at the Avenger Tower- Subbasement/training facilities.<hr/><br/>"Self taught, I watched a lot of wrestling and sports when I was a younger. I always wanted to play football or wrestle but I was kind of small until my growth spurt."<br/>Steve shared easily, never hinting that he had taken the gamble with the super serum that created the young healthy young man he was today rather then the sickly and lithe boy he had been all his life.<br/><br/>"So you a crime fighter also then? I just met Ms. Marvel and Storm up there. They seem to know what they are doing yet somehow I ended up being team captain."<br/>He added with a slightly confused shrug. Steve was still digesting the news and reality of it all, he was in a school of "unique" individuals but he never created the sense of dread many others had formed for them. He had seen the news reports and stories on mutants being the bane of existence but Steve never felt sway to agree with them.<br/><br/>When the doors opened he stepped outside and scanned the facilities with a wide pair of eyes and mouthing the word "wicked" but did not say it out loud.<br/>"Wow, this is much better then the gym I went to on 35th st."<br/>He commented before looking back at T'challa.<br/>"I'm going to break in the place, catch you around T'Challa."<br/>Steve added with a nod of respect before wandering off to fully check out the training areas.