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video: un: s.rogers
[ The video flicks on, blurs for a moment, then comes into focus on a rather handsome-looking man in his late 20's with a fairly scruffy looking beard and long-ish hair swept back. He's still got something of a boyish look to him even if his eyes have the kind of depth to them that expresses that he's seen some shit.
Some might recognize him from past battles, the wave-drops, the riots, or most recently: the torture room. Some might have seen him walking through the city of Olympia while on Royal Guard duty. And some might recognize him because of the shield he carries. It's kind of hard to miss.
He clears his throat and begins to speak. ]
I'm sure I've likely seen a lot of you at the recent coalition meeting - [ There's a mild expression on Steve's face, something very nearly unreadable - but he's very obviously not happy about it. ] - if not before that.
[ There's a pause. ]
And that's actually what I'm here to speak to you about. My name is Steve. I don't make a lot of network posts - [ This being his first, actually. ] - but I wanted to reach out to anyone who feels angry, frustrated and helpless from the kidnappings and everything that happened after. I want to start up a kind of self-defense class. A training club, if you will.
Sure, it might not change the future possibility of something like this happening again, but maybe it'll help some of you feel just a little more in-control of the situation. If anything, it's a good way to vent some of the frustration out. [ He shrugs a shoulder. ] I've found it helps me.
I've got a fair amount of experience in hand-to-hand combat myself but I could always use a little more practice. Anyone's welcome to join me. Anyone who can teach me a couple of things would be great too.
[ He figures having a couple of volunteer teachers alongside him would be beneficial for everyone involved. ]
I'd like to use this post to gauge interest and maybe set something up for the weekend. I'm usually training then, anyway.
Thanks for watching this.
[ Steve moves in to hit 'stop' on the recording, and with that the message ends and the screen goes black. Clear, simple, to the point - that's Cap. ]
Some might recognize him from past battles, the wave-drops, the riots, or most recently: the torture room. Some might have seen him walking through the city of Olympia while on Royal Guard duty. And some might recognize him because of the shield he carries. It's kind of hard to miss.
He clears his throat and begins to speak. ]
I'm sure I've likely seen a lot of you at the recent coalition meeting - [ There's a mild expression on Steve's face, something very nearly unreadable - but he's very obviously not happy about it. ] - if not before that.
[ There's a pause. ]
And that's actually what I'm here to speak to you about. My name is Steve. I don't make a lot of network posts - [ This being his first, actually. ] - but I wanted to reach out to anyone who feels angry, frustrated and helpless from the kidnappings and everything that happened after. I want to start up a kind of self-defense class. A training club, if you will.
Sure, it might not change the future possibility of something like this happening again, but maybe it'll help some of you feel just a little more in-control of the situation. If anything, it's a good way to vent some of the frustration out. [ He shrugs a shoulder. ] I've found it helps me.
I've got a fair amount of experience in hand-to-hand combat myself but I could always use a little more practice. Anyone's welcome to join me. Anyone who can teach me a couple of things would be great too.
[ He figures having a couple of volunteer teachers alongside him would be beneficial for everyone involved. ]
I'd like to use this post to gauge interest and maybe set something up for the weekend. I'm usually training then, anyway.
Thanks for watching this.
[ Steve moves in to hit 'stop' on the recording, and with that the message ends and the screen goes black. Clear, simple, to the point - that's Cap. ]
text; un: spanglethesestars
Is everyone invited, or just select kids on the playground? I've done a lot of training in my day, and I'm willing to pitch in.
[And then to everyone else possibly reading this:]
To anyone actually interested in this, don't like Captain Rogers' modest mumbling about his skills fool you. He's the best there is, and he's a fast learner for combat skills he doesn't know.
And if you misbehave too much, you'll be picking glass out of your back for a few hours. No big deal.
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Their last interaction ... hadn't exactly been a dream come true or anything. ]
I'm not gonna bar anyone from attending, so long as they're genuine about their intentions and won't make anyone attending feel unsafe.
[ He's got zero tolerance for anyone with shady hidden agendas and secret motives - just a little FYI.
But even he can't deny that Rumlow has skill. ]
Thanks for the promotion.
Interesting choice of username too.
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I took a turn on the OH&S committee for SHIELD for a year, so I know the distinction between safe and unsafe. Plus, no work-place insurance for injuries, so being gentle with instruction is the key.
[Oh, that old thing? He should have changed it, but it amused him a lot. Likely, he'd change it real soon.]
You think so? I made it up based on an old comic I used to read.
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[ If Rumlow's going to be a part of this (and Steve still isn't sure that's a good idea), at the very least he can keep an eye on him.
Old judgments die hard, especially when the guy tries to kill you. Twice. ]
Old comics, huh?
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[He wasn't too interested in being baby-sat, but it would be interesting to see what Steve had in mind for a training regime.]
Yeah, some vintage shit. The old man would burn them every chance he had.
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[ So .. there's another thing they clearly agree on.
Jesus. It's getting to be a little too agreeable up in here, and it's making Steve uncomfortable. ]
I haven't read a comic in years.
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[This was weird. They hadn't agreed on anything since before HYDRA reveal, obviously. It was like getting back to basics. Weird.
Maybe he was more likable over text?]
Yeah, me either. I gave up after the twelfth bonfire. I hear Coulson had a full set of both cards and comics, but you know... died in the line of duty and all that.
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[ You know, gotta keep things in balance.
This doesn't mean anything.
Obviously. ]
I remember him telling a few of us about the cards and the comics. [ He may have made an attempt (or two) to approach him with some of his paraphernalia. ] But I wouldn't call it where Coulson's concerned.
I saw his pod up on the Station.
Maybe from a past timeline.
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[He was the one who continually moved the vending machines in SHIELD. It was all fun and games until someone raged about their missing bagged peanuts.
And yeah, yeah, it was easier to consider this meaning nothing.]
Those were his pride and joy. I made the mistake of saying I used to read the comics. God, it was a four hour fan-boy session.
[Coulson would be interesting here. The guy had skills after all.]
Maybe you should sign his pod. That would make his day.
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[ Rumlow being a shit-disturber. Pushing when he's not on a mission. Steve remembers it with a fair amount of bittersweetness, because he'd found it kind of funny at the time. It lightened the mood.
Steve finds that it does nothing for his mood to remember Rumlow pre-reveal these days. ]
I check on him sometimes. Whenever I'm up there.
Maybe next time I'll think to bring a marker.
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[It likely had been the worst problem that they had managed to get along well in and outside of missions. He had never been afraid to rib Steve, never caring how he measured up in the opinions of others. Steve had been a good guy, worthwhile badgering for a drink or debating baseball.]
Is that the only one you check on up there? I've seen a few faces I recognize.
Bring a silver one. That would tickle him. Oh and draw a moustache on the window.
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[ Even if Steve was thinking on that time with fondness, he'd never admit to it.
#stubbornaf ]
No, of course not. He's one of many.
Silver, sure. I didn't know they made silver markers.
I think the moustache-drawing is more your style.
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[Take that and enjoy it, Rogers.]
Oh yeah? All the Avengers that ain't here. I haven't seen the Commandos; have you? Didn't see Fury so far on my walk-through.
I know where you can find some silver.
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How could you attempt to kill someone you respect - twice? ]
That's right. A group of the Avengers. Friends from the past.
I can't even imagine Fury here but him in stasis seems a little crazier somehow.
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You must be so tickled to have all your friends either chillin' or out and about for you to challenge over blueberries.
Fury would have this place whipped into shape. Hell, he'd double-agent his way into the hostiles and rout them without four months.
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He wouldn't even count himself a soldier anymore, and neither would the rest of Earth if it still existed. He'd been branded a war criminal from the moment he refused to sign the Accords. ]
I wouldn't exactly call their current state of being 'chilling' but sure. I get your meaning.
As for Fury - that's an entirely plausible theory. But then he's always had a knack of surprising everyone.
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What would you call it?
Never trust a guy missing one of his body parts. Sometimes always goes south.
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Fury used to tell me not to trust anyone.
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Fury was the most paranoid old bugger I ever met, but he's right. The only thing you can trust is that someday everyone around you will betray you, even if that comes with letting you down when you need them most.
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[ Without necessarily needing to be. ]
Interesting words coming from you, Brock.
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[There was always a time and a place to be crass.]
Right? Obviously learned that somewhere, didn't I?
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