<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.cbc.ca/1.4055270.1491334575!/fileImage/httpImage/image.jpg_gen/derivatives/16x9_780/wesley-snipes.jpg)</div><br/>NAME: Eric Brooks<br/>WEARING: Shown<br/>DAY: December 31, 2019<br/>TIME: Night<br/>LOCATION: Avengers Penthouse<br/>CONTENT: Party time<br/>TAGGING: All the party people<br/><br/>Restoring order to the Raft was a big cluster.  They were able to do so but that made it no easier.  He was glad that Dane was ok, he couldn't imagine what deal he made with the sword to let him live this time.  Now he had been talked into going to a damned party to celebrate.  He was an official Avenger now.  'These people are damned crazy!'  He thought, as he took the car and his spare gear was in the back.  He might be stupid for taking the night off, but not completely.  Maybe that was what drove Monica into Marvel's arms...Eric didn't know when to let up.  He quickly shook that thought away.  'Damnit she cheated...don't forget that."  He adjusted his shirt and drove to the Tower, from his back up bunker he needed to pick up Betsy.<br/><br/>Did he even know how to let his hair down?  He sighed...he brought a special case as he was going to see.  He hadn't touched the thing in a very long time, not since Nawlins, but somethings just feel right somedays, like a blade or gun in his hand...and Betsy!!  He locked up the vehicle then pulled out the case and walked inside wondering was this all just a big mistake?  There was just something about that woman that he couldn't shake...but he needed too!  But it was still a young night, so he would see.