Steve.

You get killed? Walk it off. // {RP 18+} #AU #MarvelRP #BtVSRP #BPRP

[Steve. @WalkOffDeath]

@AQueenConquers -- anything to your face. You are no coward, ma'am. {worriedly} This "psychic." Was he a dramatic man? Dark hair about down to his shoulders? Answers to the name of Loki?

[Steve. @WalkOffDeath]

@AQueenConquers Language. {Blinking, #Nat's voice gently chiding him to try and not be so rigid, he huffed softly, trying to switch gears.} Although... I've heard it said that those who'd talk sh{coughing} badly about you behind your back do so because they're too afraid to say --

[Steve. @WalkOffDeath]

{Dibs?

Befuddled by the list name, guessing it to be a compliment, he gave @RP_Penisher a dashing smile, momentarily glad for #Stark's absence.

At least Tony wouldn't be there to mock him if he got this wrong.}

Dibs... You bet! All of them, ma'am. {nodding} Thank you.

[Steve. @WalkOffDeath]

Puffed... Puffy?
{furrowing his brow} I'm not puffy. I'm fit as a fiddle! https://t.co/fPCvQfplPB

[Spike @IDidSaveYou]

*squinting* *suspicious at the mention of @High_Stakes_ name* Well well. Look who fancies himself a puffed up superhero, then. https://t.co/K1uoQI1vKJ

[Steve. @WalkOffDeath]

-- {blinking} Must be a nickname.

{Looking up @IAmNoWitlessOaf, hope starting to swell, he met his friend's gaze and held it.}

Is anyone else coming?

@NowYouWillKneel

[Steve. @WalkOffDeath]

-- he stepped back inside #Stark's boardroom and made for the file, pushing it towards @IAmNoWitlessOaf.}

There's a small squad of fighters making a stand against these /things/ a few hundred miles from here. Intel has the leader as a civilian. Summers, Buffy. --

[Steve. @WalkOffDeath]

-- {Anger starting its slow burn, he set his jaw and looked away from @NowYouWillKneel and back to @IAmNoWitlessOaf, biting back a stream of language that would have made #Stark blush.}

Good. I'm glad you're here...

{Unable to utter the word 'both' to that sentence, --

[Steve. @WalkOffDeath]

-- smile breaking across his face at the unmistakable sound of @IAmNoWitlessOaf's voice.}

{calling out} Thor?

{Moving quickly to the doorway, he crossed the threshold, relief gone in a snap as he set eyes on the man in #Thor's shadow.

@NowYouWillKneel.}

{darkly} Loki. --

[Steve. @WalkOffDeath]

-- hadn't come.

Until now.

He could stand against these creatures. He'd do it for the ones he'd lost.

For #Bucky.}

{quietly} 'Til the end of the line.

{Gaze snapping up at the sound of approaching footsteps, he casually closed the folder and stood tall, --

[Steve. @WalkOffDeath]

-- starting to thumb through the files #Nat had recovered from the W.H.O before it had been bombed into oblivion.

Pages and pages of research reports, diagrams, pictures of the Arachnid Invaders and their prey, every inch of text a cry for help.

Pleas for a hero that --

[Steve. @WalkOffDeath]

-- Sleep, and try to ready for the next fight.

Another war. Another group of merciless bullies cutting down innocent people.

At least #Thanos only had two legs.

Turning towards #Stark's boardroom table, he pulled back the wheeled chair and dropped to a seat, --

[Steve. @WalkOffDeath]

-- rising tide of rage and guilt within him, listening to the rain drive against the glass, wishing it was louder.

Maybe then he'd be able to stop hearing the calls of the fallen, of his /family/, reminding him of his failure.

Maybe then he could sleep. --

[Steve. @WalkOffDeath]

'Steve?'

{Palm pressed flat against the window pane, he closed his eyes, fighting the last memory of his best friend.

#Bucky. His brother.

Vanishing like dust before his eyes while he stood by helplessly and watched.

Head bowing, he sought to quell the --

[Steve. @WalkOffDeath]

@AQueenConquers Ma'am.

{Offering the civilian a kind and courteous smile, he nodded to the woman, keen gaze subtly flickering over her as he searched for signs of alien infection.}

Be careful out there. The Invaders are... {clearing his throat} Well. Let's just stick with be careful.