<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSYihWfvcgXGOj29t5dnafNqVZv6dpn5-jVGz4EgKpvGmiVRP1s)</div><strong>Code Name</strong>: Black Panther<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: King T'Challa<br/><strong>Location</strong>: The Wakandnan Embassy New York City<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 25th of Febuary (2019) - 11:00 Am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Storm / Ororo<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything --> Welcolmed<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>:<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcR9Q_Kj-xBZgjxZ60SbpdxQIUSWdITEFkKxAbQ6pOO4jLniVD5c)</div></div><hr/><br/>T’challa had been hunting a gangster in New York that had found his way into some stolen Wakandan tech, tech that he was intending to get back.  When the call came through that Ororo wanted to see him.  He was like,<br/><br/>“Who?”  It was not that he didn’t know who it was or that he didn’t recognize the name, it was the shock that she wanted to see him.  Despite himself, the woman was still his true love, sure he had been seeking a replacement but he could never find one that compared to her.  He hadn’t been meaning to break her heart, in truth he didn’t want to leave her, but he knew that the call to be king was more than a birthright it was a summons to be the heroic protector of the greatest nation on the planet.  It wasn’t that she wasn’t worth it, for she was, but he would not have been able to live with himself or love her effectively if he didn’t finish his own quest for manhood and find his own destiny.<br/><br/>She never forgave, him she didn’t take his calls, his flowers, his gifts.  They had all been returned back to him, all except for the special candy that his mother made.  That was never returned, it let him know that she was at least still alive and now.  She wanted an audience with him.  He held the thief in his hands as he ended up using him as a punching shield as his men attacked.  He moved like a demon beast and dispatched them.  Pulling the bracers of vibranium form him and moved to put them in his pack, picking up any other vibranium pieces that Suri’s detector helped him to identify before disappearing into the twilight.  He moved out over the rooftops and dove into the water before heading towards the shore and the embassy.  He knew it had to be important to earn him an audience with Ororo Munroe herself.  He knew she was an Xman and he was proud of her to be using her abilities for mankind once more but she wanted what with him?  Yes, wanted to see her but did she want to rub in his face that she was much better off without him?  He didn’t know, he knew he wasn’t there was no other that seemed to call to his heart the way that she did.<br/><br/>He had gotten some rest after his shower as he got up to work out and clean up once again when he was told that she had arrived.  He was dress in a light shirt and black pants with a royal sash draped over him when he was told that she was there, he watched as she walked in looking as regal as ever, even he had to admit he was jealous of whomever her current lover was.  He realized having seen her before across the table at a meeting of the Xmen and Avengers previously, even then he wanted to yank her across the table and into his arms and he knew had Tony not been with Pepper he too would have tried to do the same.  He lived with regret of that moment not at his choice to be king, but that he didn’t make her his queen or even his consort.  It would have certainly not left them so up in the air as now.<br/><br/>But now he had the chance to be with her alone and see if anything remained at all of his 'ambrosia'.  Even though he was king, he found himself brushing himself off a few times as he could see a few glances from the women in is Dora Milaje seemed to smirk at him as this woman made their king nervous hence she must have been something.  He looked at them, “Wha?!?”<br/><br/>To which they smirked and shook their head.<br/><br/>“Yes, you are!”  He said from a few feet behind her. “  His skills and silent footfalls put him within arms distance of her and he wasn’t talking about the view of Manhattan, but the woman before him.  He fought against reaching for her and pulling her into his arms, his body knew and missed her touch, but had it been too long for them had too much time passed.  He was sure she wanted to know where he stood and where his people stood.<br/><br/>His mother had her own personal guard and Suri had implemented her own mutant task force on the issue.  His people were welcoming of their own, he wasn’t sure about the rest.  He knew the Avengers had their own agenda but he also had his.  “So do what do I owe this honor?”  He asked when in truth he wanted to know what she was doing tonight and could he do it with her.  Why did she have that effect on him even after all this time?  He was not above charm to get to spend more time with her.  He moved closer if only to kiss her hand.<br/>