<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/dLcz0kA.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>John Walker (USAgent)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>USAgent outfit<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Sep 10, 2019<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Early Day<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Avengers Facility<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>John Has The Perfect Plan With No Downsides<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Black Knight, Iron Heart, Gambit, Blade<br/><hr/><br/>"Fucking Goddamn limp-wristed Liberal pork barrel lowest bidder bullshit." John murmured under his breath and pinched the bridge of his nose with thumb and forefinger as Vision appeared in holographic format and told them that the Raft had been compromised<em>again</em>. But good enough - it was something that they could go and deal with. Quelling a super-riot at the Raft was old hat. John glanced over his shoulder and a brief look at a calendar affirmed that it was, indeed, Tuesday. Raft Riot Tuesday. Set your Goddamn watch by it.<br/><br/>"Been a while since I piloted a Quinn Jet. I can manage if the controls ain't changed much." The surly man replied to princess. With his luck whatever was in the hangar was twenty iterations and design changes from the last model of Quinn Jet he'd experienced - Tony, futurist that he was, was always rolling out the bleeding edge latest and greatest. It wasn't enough to be ten years ahead of the competition: he had to be a 100 years ahead.<br/><br/>In the back of his mind Walker wondered whether Blade, Dazzler, and Gambit could be trusted to quell a prison riot, but he didn't have time to pearl-clutch. There were good, honest, hard-working Americans in the Raft who needed their help. He broke out into a run and made his way to Flight Operations.