Computer screens, how I have missed you. Coffee, how I have missed you.

So, for anyone keeping track at home: don't get a concussion, it sucks.

But all is pretty much well again and I can look at screens to my heart's content which is great because I'm so behind on work that I'm thinking about skipping sleep for the rest of the month, or maybe just coming up with a time-stopping freeze ray. If you need me for something in the near future, do me a favor and don't need me (unless it's to save the world).

Private to Hope Van Dyne
I've been having lots of fun playing with all the variables we talked about previously, for my little project. That, plus some pretty fantastic Attilan tech info I have is -- well. I think it'll work. I've email you the info/notes. Take a look when you get some free time?

I wanted to give you guys a few updates on the group that ambushed us in Bosnia.

They were an American nationalist group linked to the human supremacy movement. Naturally, they're anti-Equality Act, and ultimately wanted to humiliate us as a way to further illustrate how useless enhanced humans truly are. Unfortunately for us, they got lucky. Their luck ran out pretty quickly, though; none of them escaped custody of the back-up team, and the phone that we assume was to be used to post photos of us held captive was recovered. Ultimately, this incident was nothing more a slightly embarrassing blip on our radar.

[Steve Rogers]

I'm stepping down as the head of the Avengers. Sorry I missed your show.

[Scott Lang]

How are you feeling?

Dancing got really weird. Why is it so weird?

I, uh, don't know what people are up to this weekend but my art class is having a family and friends showing Labor Day Weekend. If you're interested you can come see some of the art I've been working on this semester.

If you'd like to come let me know and I'll give you the details. And if you want any of the art pieces just let me know. I'll make sure you get them after they've gotten their final grade.

I received a transmission this evening that will likely require all team members to be on deck. Stand by for further information, but don't make any plans for this week.

I suppose it's time for me to come from out of the woodwork and say hello. It's daunting figuring out when or how to start an introduction. Seems like a lot of people already know one another. Maybe someone I know will pop up.

I'm Trish Walker. Some of you might know me from my radio show, and those who don't, well, I won't hold it against you. It's not everyone's cup of tea.

How's New York City today?

I require assistance.

Of the advice kind. I mean, I am looking for that. Advice.

On dating specifically. Like... where to go in the city and what to do. Please.

If they can be interesting/educational/historic or some kind of informative date setting also. I believe those would be helpful.

For the past few weeks, I've been receiving audition tapes from two New Yorkers determined to join the Avengers.

I've learned two things since then:

1. Sheer will can get you anywhere. Or, at least, get you to do anything.
2. We should really require audition tapes.



[Jessica Jones]

What do you know about Daredevil?

I am attempting to understand this holiday. From what I can tell it was... a victory over oppressors, however it is celebrated with food and explosions.

And people take a day from work.

It is strange. In Sokovia, we had our day of rest, on the first of May each year. However that was usually treated as a day of rest. It seems like no one here rests.

I know my birthday is tomorrow but I'd really appreciate it if people kept it low-key and quiet this year. I'm happy to have people over for dinner and drinks but nothing extravagant. Probably just take out and beer. Well, and a cake.

Don't try to fit all the candles on it. I don't want a fire hazard.

[Private to the Avengers]
I recently had a conversation with a SHIELD agent who was looking to recruit me. You might want to stay on your toes and keep your eyes open for SHIELD in general. I got the impression they're doing better these days but... I thought that before too. I wanted to make sure you guys got a heads up.

[Private to Natasha]
I need to know you're schedule. I had a Dr. Stephen Strange approach me wanting me to arraign a meeting between you and him to work out an alliance. I said I'd reach out and see if I could schedule a lunch or something. He seemed genuine, not a guy chasing fame and fortune or something like that. He's magical and that's about all I can tell you. Have fun with the background check he was a real mysterious type.

Confidential Business Proposal

Having consulted with my colleagues and based on the information gathered from the Canadian Chambers Of Commerce And Industry, I have the privilege to request your assistance to transfer the sum of $47,500,000.00 into your accounts. The above sum resulted from an over-invoiced contract, executed, commissioned and paid for about five years ago by a foreign contractor. This action was however intentional and since then the fund has been in a suspense account at The Central Bank Of Canada Apex Bank

We are now ready to transfer the fund and that is where you come in. It is important to inform you that as civil servants, we are forbidden to operate a foreign account; that is why we require your assistance. The total sum will be shared as follows: 70% for us, 25% for you and 5% for local and international expenses incidental to the transfer.

The transfer is risk free on both sides. I am an accountant with the Canadian National Petroleum Corporation . If you find this proposal acceptable, we shall require the following documents:

(a) your banker's name, telephone, account and fax numbers.

(b) your private telephone and fax numbers —for confidentiality and easy communication.

(c) your letter-headed paper stamped and signed.

Alternatively we will furnish you with the text of what to type into your letter-headed paper, along with a breakdown explaining, comprehensively what we require of you. The business will take us thirty working days to accomplish.

Please reply urgently.

Best regards

W.W.W

So I made the mistake of going through the mail at the Avengers compound (read: we need a secretary and I need a new book). The hate letters, I don't mind, especially the one that turned the letters of AVENGERS into a rude acrostic poem. That one's going on my wall.

The disturbing things are the gifts.

Scott - I don't know how you already have mail, but you have approximately 60 fan letters and an Antman portrait made on a grain of rice. It's impressive.

Clint - There are so many Merida, Katniss, and Legolas figurines that I lost count. I'm going to just give them to you one at a time. In interesting ways. There are also fan letters, strangely.

Rhodey - I don't know if you know how many people you inspire, but you have 617 fan letters and two dozen pictures of kids and adults dressed as War Machine. There a quite a few drawings, too.

Wanda - Kids love you. So many drawings, homemade figurines, and invitations to birthday parties that it puts the rest of us to shame. You also have 3 plane tickets to come and visit fans and show them how to do that 'hand thing.' Do not accept.

Steve - I know you're not with us anymore, but you got the bulk of it, Cap. Letters, tickets to baseball games, drawings, homemade t-shirts - you name it. Come and pick it up or I'm bringing it all to your apartment myself.

Bucky - You got your own haul too, Barnes. Lots of fan fiction of you marrying random strangers and/or Steve. Congratulations.

Jessica - Apparently people think you're an Avenger? Anyway, I'd give these letters to your lawyer, because there are tons of testimonials about Killgrave's influence, thanking you for getting rid of him.

See what I mean? All of that love. Disturbing.

I talked to Clint and Nat about this but how do people feel about a pot luck?

I was thinking originally just the Avengers but maybe everyone. We could all use a chance to talk and get to know each other. More and more people with abilities are stepping up, stepping forward, we should get to know who we're working with.

I mean, I'm still retired but I don't mind hosting. Though I probably can't fit everyone in our apartment.

not like any of you care In case anyone was wondering, I'm alive and back on my feet. Well, they aren't really my feet anymore... it's complicated. Long story short, I'm basically black Robocop now. The army rebuilt 70% of my body. It's going to take some getting used to, but I'm ready for active duty and have a shiny new set of armor I'm itching to try out. I'm not sure if any of you are holding a grudge over what went down, but considering I'm willing to bury the hatchet, I'd hope the rest of you can too. if not go fuck yourself

So if you guys still want me, I'll stand with the Avengers.