<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ad/8e/42/ad8e42941beab9b0ea622b2c48272e46.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Black Knight/Dane Whitman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=310417.msg15065586#msg15065586)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Elven Armour, Magic Sheild, the Ebony Blade...and a helmet<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>Ironheart, US Agent, Gambit<br/><hr/><br/>Dane was up before the rooster crowed or in his current case, the electric alarm. His dreams were always the same--fighting in the Crusades along with his brothers, watching many of them fall. Merlin and Arthur, one a pragmatist the other and idealist, who would have thought it would be the wizard who was the pragmatic one between them? When his dreams got to Crystal and Sersi he forced himself up and out of bed...a good half hour before his alarm was set to go off. There was only so much he could take in a night. He slept naked and was considering just padding to the shower but he was about to go and train until the burn in his muscles took up all of the background noise in his head.<br/><br/>He summoned his items by touching his amulet before he left his room. When he trained or exercised it was always with his armour. It needed to feel like a second skin to him, not added weight. First it was warm-up calisthenics, then weights, then practice with blade and shield. Dane didn't have powers, he had items--he needed to maintain his fitness or he'd slow down. The combat simulator felt like he was in a life-sized video game. He always set it so the computer would randomly change something about the foes to make them tougher. Having a Chitarri grab his shield while another few shot at him was interesting. New team tactics never before seen.<br/><br/>Dragging the one holding his shield in front of him and using him to block the others fire only saved him from two. Another two had a good line of sight. Using your sword to block bullets or laser beams was never optimal fighting strategy, especially when you had your very own trusty magic shield. I was however, something he'd been forced to do a number of times. He was slowly getting to the point where he could even ricochet the laser back at the shooter or at least one of others attacking him. He went at his foes with a fury, never afraid to throw in a few side kicks or elbows when the opportunity presented itself.<br/><br/>When he pushed himself far enough for today, he hit the showers. Luckily for him he never had to buff or shine his armour. The magic of the amulet made sure he was always ready for a parade when he first summoned the items that were his. He spent a good twenty minutes getting blasted by hot water. During the crusades there was little he missed more than a hot shower. Time travel sucked that way. Everyone else had no idea what they were missing, he knew exactly what creature comforts were to be had. He noticed the fist sized hole and didn't bother wondering who made it.<br/><br/>When he walked towards the lobby he was looking forward to meeting his new team mates. John was a soldier, a surely right wing one to be sure but he had fought beside common soldiers and elite knights for years. He knew what to expect from him. Gambit was interesting choices. Who didn't love Gambit's accent, he had the women swooning all the time. Gambit was a legend, there was no wondering there.<br/><br/>When he saw Morgan he gave her a courtly bow. "<strong>M'Lady. How are you this fine morning?</strong>" he asked. "<strong>Hello Mr. Walker.</strong>" Just because he understood USAgent didn't mean they had met very many times. You earned calling someone by their first name as you earned their respect. He looked for some coffee and a muffin, found egg, ham and cheese sandwiches and took two of those. "<strong>Ms. Stark, want a muffin or anything?</strong>" he asked.<br/><br/>He was the Black Knight, he was going to bring chivalry back and make it stylish again.