<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Streets of New York<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 14:05<br/><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow, Ghost Rider, Deadpool. Agent Venom, Black Cat<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Captain America looked in the direction of a new voice coming towards them, spying the thief known as Black Cat coming towards them, asking if she could help them out. "Welcome aboard, Cat." Steve said, before letting out a sigh as Deadpool began getting all touchy feely with the woman. Wade never seemed like the type to actually force himself on a woman, so he wasn't exactly worried that Deadpool was going to do something like that, but this was still hardly the time to put up with his antics. So as the Merc with the Mouth pulled Black Cat onto the train, Cap bopped up on the back of the head with his shield. He didn't strike Wade hard enough to do any permanent damage, but he did put a little bit more oomph into it than he might have for a simple love tap, knowing that he would heal any damage done. "Deadpool. Heel."<br/><br/>Natasha brought his attention to the passengers at that point, pointing out those nearest to them, cowering in terror for their lives. He could hardly blame them. She pointed out that some words from him may help to assuage their fears, and Steve nodded, his eyes lingering on Black Widow as she kissed him on the cheek. "You're right. We have to let them know we're doing our best to handle this."<br/><br/>Walking closer to the people nearby, Captain America tried to put on a brave face. To tell the truth, he hated public speaking. But as one of the leaders and figureheads of the Avengers, he had had to get used to it some time ago. "I know you're all afraid. I'll be honest with you all. I'm worried too. We've faced the odds again and again, but rarely anything like this. Things look pretty bleak right now. But I'm not giving up, and neither are the brave men and women behind me." he began, gesturing to the other Heroes alongside him. By now, his civilian clothes had been fairly shredded, and he'd long since lost his baseball cap and glasses. So it was fairly easy for the people he was talking to to identify him, even if they didn't somehow see his shield in hand. "We're going to do everything we can to stop this madness. I swear to you all, that as long as we're still standing, we're going to do whatever it takes to keep you all safe. The Avengers will protect you. Once we arrive at Avenger's Tower, you'll all either remain there, or SHIELD will take you to one of the bunkers they have set up for times like these. Until then, I need you all to try to remain calm, and not to leave this train until we say so. Ghost Rider's armaments will keep any Ultron Drones that attack us at bay, until we arrive."<br/><br/>"If you can, spread the word to the rest of the passengers in the other train cars. With any luck, we should be at Avenger's Tower soon." he finished stoically, hoping that seeing him so calm and seemingly in control would help motivate the passengers to follow his lead.<br/><br/>Walking back over to Natasha, a small smile crossed his face. He was glad she had asked him to do that, sometimes, in situations like this, it was easy to forget about the people. "Not my best speech, but I think I got my point across."