<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.onebauer.media/one/empire-tmdb/films/36647/images/kTvGzXv4lIoQAOU8hAvdZtnEqy0.jpg?quality=50&amp;width=1800&amp;ratio=16-9&amp;resizeStyle=aspectfill&amp;format=jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Eric Brooks<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Blade<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Sep 10, 2019<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Early Day<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Avengers Facility -> Upstate New York<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Command Deck<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Black Knight, US Agent, Dazzler, Gambit, Iron Heart<br/><hr/><br/>Blade had been up most of the night, he came in to refuel.  He was going to go back to Chemistry, but time got away from him so he had to go back to formula.  It wasn’t like him to not enjoy some type of diversion.  Considering how he grew up it was maybe simpler to request interaction other than try to charm (Nope none of that!), seduce (too much time), wit (please!).<br/><br/>It was good that he had lots of money, not Tony Stark money but some.  Destroying vampires was what he lived for and pilfering the pockets of clothes filled with ash generally gave him a tidy some if he killed enough.  He lived for killing.<br/><br/>Even now he felt the sun come up and it brought a smile to his otherwise grim face as it meant his enemies had to turn in or end up deep-fried and crispy.  He loved killing vampires, he was more than aroused right now at the thought of opening the door to Tauren Agency and watching most if not all of them drop to the floor into so much ash as he shot out several windows.<br/><br/>He shivered as he could already hear the screams of torture go through them as the sun lanced through their bodies like so many swords cutting them down like wheat.  He licked his lips and got his sweat-soaked body off of the floor.<br/><br/>He moved to shower and get dressed, he knew there was movement about he could feel it.  But most of them were human.  When Vision told him about a meeting, he asked about the team.  Black Knight – Old friend at least, a dude with a sword and a superman complex a mile wide…familiar maybe, pot/kettle.  USAgent – Captain America wanna-be a little bit stronger but will probably be the leader…or want to be (Just point and get out of my damned way.)  Leader types got on his nerves.  Dazzler – hot chick was nice on the eyes…since he is in the group..she would more likely be PR, nice music, but those hips though!  Gambit – Wasn’t he an Xman, wonder how Logan is doing.<br/><br/>New Orleans…Thieves guild…remember having to garner permission to operate out of there once or twice.<br/><br/>Increased my cooking skills down there, visited Mama’s grave, grandma's too.  Nice to know someone else from there bouts.  Then there was the shadow Iron Heart, he could only hope her chip on her shoulder wasn’t bigger than his own.  She had something to prove, getting out of daddy’s shadow.  He had a field and it was barren!<br/><br/>With that, he put on his trenchcoat to hide the fact that he was a walking arsenal and moved towards the steps only to hope over the rail.  He hit the ground even from here with no more than the sound of a book falling off of a table.<br/><br/>He looked around at those assembled, he gave the Black Knight a shake of two old warriors.  He would have hugged him, but that would have proved that he had a heart and in truth, he didn’t need for these people to know.<br/><br/>The truth was he was still wondering why he was here.  He was not the teammate type, but loneliness got the best of even him and he felt some comfort being around people like him…sometimes.  He wasn’t sure how long this would last.<br/><br/><strong>"Morning all!" </strong>He spoke in a deep voice that sounded almost like molasses.