<div class="floatleft">(https://hips.hearstapps.com/hmg-prod.s3.amazonaws.com/images/hlh070119cvr-002-1561147447.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Sam Wilson: Captain America<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong>SHIELD workout gear -> Space Falcon suit<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Sep 10, 2019<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Early Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Equinox -> Kree Space<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Chaos!<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Equinox Crew<br/><hr/><br/>He was about to go after Thundra one minute, and then the next everything looked like it was red alerts and battlestations. Sam didn’t have a clue which station should be his, so he thought better of it all and got on his new gear. If he had to visit the depths of space, then he might as well do it in the matter in which he’d grown accustomed to! The trim in his room pulsed red as if wanting to make sure everyone knew that the shit was going down “I know, I know” he said to the lights as he got his gear on. God he hoped he was doing this right.<br/><br/>He had faith in his people. They were only around for a short time together, but they were all proficient in the things they did, and they could do worse than having Quill at the helm. They can make it work...they can - holy shit, what was that!? The shudder of the explosion reached them as it rippled along deep space “What the hell was that!?” He asked, unaware he wasn’t connected to coms at the moment. What he was connected to was the ship AI, which took his question and turned it into a command. The sensor readings from the ship created an accurate picture of what was happening outside, complete with labels he could read.<br/><br/>“Oh no...Oh God…” he was about to patch in to speak to the deck, but thought better of it. The ship wasn’t doing so hot. Not at all. The only thing they could do was survive and see what could be done after, if anything. He opened the line to the deck for real this time “This is Cap, where do you need me?”<br/>