<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/Mimic.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Name:</strong> Calvin Rankin/ Mimic<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Somewhere in New York<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 14:15<br/><strong>Taggings:</strong> Natasha, Captain America <br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Currently the same as Natasha, including form; changes back in Dark Avengers uniform and himself later on<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>The double smiles hearing Natasha's laugh, the world was going to hell around them and yet they did manage to find something to laugh about. At first, huh? She did look over though, "When one thinks about it we are all born the same up top. Downstairs is a different matter though and we have the years to get used to it." A thought crosses through Mimic's mind and was voiced soon after, "Yes, human and mutant... Avengers and villians... We are all the same at birth, but life drives us one way or another." Silence fills the street as Mimic takes occasional glimpses at Natasha, and unlike Ultron, he knows a bit more about the Black Widow, "You know? With the exception of some things we are not all that different are we? Like me you never started out as a hero, and have done things that we are not proud of. Unlike me though, you have found a place where you belong and true comrades."<br/><br/>She lets out a sigh, "I never have had that many friends... Blob and Weapon Omega might not be the best people, but we understood each other. Moira MacTaggert was one I could actually consider my best friend, before she passed away from the Legacy Virus. It was because of her I joined Excalibur... Then years later I find myself in Osborne's little group battling depression..." Then the rest of the way was silent until Natasha spoke to him and suggested that he changed back. Nodding in agreement Mimic gets set to do that, "Very educational... Tight clothing is so much better when you don't have to worry about moose knuckle. Don't worry though I won't change back into you for any exploring. It would be quite rude..."<br/><br/>Before Mimic gets the chance to change back Captain America makes his appearance. Couldn't fault the Captain for approaching cautiously and Calvin gives up the form changing back to his original 6'2" body. The large white M graces the front and even runs down the thighs. The gauntlets around his wrists even have smaller versions of "M" on them and while Calvin might not have the greatest opinion on Norman Osborne anymore, the Dark Avengers uniform he got was pretty sweet. Mimic flexes stretching out the large white feathered wings that comeback with his form. He gives Cap a small smile, "Hi... I was giving Black Widow some company on her way here and she helped me out by letting me borrow her form, since I don't have any of my Bipolar medication with me."<br/><br/>He knew he had mentioned fighting together, but the more Calvin thinks about it the worse the idea sounded. If he didn't have his medication or a constant source for a healing factor, his mental illness would get in the way. Besides he had tried to be a hero more then once, but things never seemed to work out for him. His eyes flicker from the Captain to Natasha, "Well here you go... It was great chatting with you, but I'll make my exit now. The good Captain probably has the people he needs and I would be in the road. I'll find somewhere to roost myself and try and work to keep them flying drones away from you all...." Turning he takes a step and his wings spread as Calvin gets ready to leave....