<div class="floatleft">(http://www2.pictures.zimbio.com/gi/Infinitely+Polar+Bear+Portraits+2014+Sundance+Gmu1BcG9xCBl.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Bruce Banner<br/><strong>Location:</strong>NYC, Stark Tower<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Steve, Natasha, Jessica, Logan<br/><hr/><br/>Finally he had a night off. As an Avenger and one of the top ranked SHIELD scientists(even though he as basically a contractor), Bruce felt like he'd been running nonstop for months. In truth he'd been pushing himself even harder, but ironically "hulking" out helped him. It let him vent his frustrations, and that nifty healing factor of his always left him fresh and invigorated, if a little uncomfortable...but since he made a suit that changed with him and he wasn't practically naked when he became human again, that had become better too.<br/><br/>His body felt better at least. His mind was always going a million miles per hour. Thinking of the next invention, trying to solve a mystery of the universe. He couldn't turn it off sometimes. Well tonight was a night to celebrate and finally turn his brain off...maybe by downing a few bottles of Disaronno. New Years Eve. Time for resolutions and good tidings. Party time. Stopping in front of his mirror, he took one last look at himself. He was dressed nice, but casually. A dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a vest; slacks and nice shoes.<br/><br/>People found out quickly that Bruce Banner wasn't a suit and tie kind of guy. "Well, no time like the present to keep working on getting over those social anxieties of mine," he chuckled as he slapped himself a few times on the cheeks. "It's just a party, Bruce. Nothing big." As ready as he'd ever be, he sent a mental command to his teleporter and in a small warping of space, he was at the party surrounded by the others. "May auld acquaintance be forgot, hmmm hmmm hmmm. Evening ladies, gentleman...Logan." A bit of humor to start the night off right. "Whose ready to party like it's 1999? Jeez remember when that was a thing? And I just did it. This is<em>not</em>the way to start the new year off right," he grinned softly at the others before shaking his head and heading to the bar. Drinks solved everything.