Steve Rogers (knowsthevalue) wrote in somerealityrpg, @ 2021-01-30 14:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | !gamewideplot, active: james rogers, active: steve rogers |
Who: Steve Rogers and James Rogers
When: Saturday, January 30
Where: Rooftop
What: Fighting bad guys and saving kids!
Warnings: TBD but probably just some mild violence to rude creatures.
His life was a curse. Perhaps not in the literal sense but it was clear that something akin to quiet and normal would never be in the cards for Steve. He'd resigned to that, though. He could accept his fate as Captain America, the protector. At least here, he had his family back among others.
His family was what Steve taking steps three at a time as he rushed up to the roof. Steve hadn't met James formally yet but he'd learned enough from Tony. Enough to know that he needed to get there before the threat did. He'd picked up that the kid could probably take care of himself but that didn't matter to Steve. What mattered was that his son, even from another universe, was, for all he knew, in some sort of trouble.
With his shield in hand, the one James had left for him, Steve rushed through the roof's door and practically sent it from its hinges. The metal groaned and Steve froze at the sight of just what was threatening both the building and the city.
They would certainly give the Chitauri a run for their money.
"Hey, ugly." Rude but honest, Steve threw his shield at one creature allowing it to ricochet to another and another. They were only knocked back for a small count but that was enough time for Steve to make his way across the roof to where a trampled tent was. The red hair was his first inclination and it gave him pause.
Of course, he'd get Nat's red hair.
"You alright?"