Outcasts Forever: Issue #1 - Red America

[Mimic]

Vision

Vision pulls slightly back and watches everyone as the four heros enter the dining room, nodding politely whenever anyone mentions him.

When Captian America mentions that the Sandman is trying to rehabiliate himself, he appears less agitated, he had been out of the loop and it was more then possible that Marko was trying to go straight.

<ooc: Does the Vision recognise Binary?>

 

[Arani Korden]

"So well, the guys name is Corsair and we did plunder ships. People are so fast to call you a pirate these days."

"You can be a revolutionary if you want." Hank grinned. "But space pirate is cooler. Looks better on a resume, too."

Even after working together before, Hank still had to stifle the urge to salute when Captain America entered the room.

"Hank, looking good as always. If we get lucky enough to get Hawkeye on the team you think you're up for a late night poker game?"

"Ready and able, Captain. And even if Clint doesn't make the party, I figure I can take money from the rest of these folks as well." Hank smiled a toothy smile at the Falcon. "Falcon, glad to have you aboard."

 

[Mark Chance]

The Falcon

Captain America assured Flacon he would make introductions, if needed. "If any of the 'regulars' are here, I'm sure you'll be fine Sam. I know you've only been a Reservist but around here that really doesn't matter much."

Reservist? What's that mean, Redwing. Have we been on some kind of secret Avengers calling list? says the Falcon through his telepathic link with the bird.

Redwing tilts his head and blinks. Maybe so.

Before Falcon could reply Captain America had reached out and opened both doors to the room, pushing them open as they entered. ... He caught sight of Falcon still standing in the doorway. "Guys, you know the Falcon, right? He seems a little gun shy about running with us full-time but I think he's proven to us all he's got the right stuff."

The Falcon walks into the room and waits until after Cap's initial greetings over before speaking.

"Also, this is Redwing." The falcon on the Falcon's arm screeches a greeting. "It's a pleasure to meet all of you."

 

[kid A]

Sandman

Originally posted by Captain America
Finally turning to acknowledge the last man in the room, Captain America tilted his head slightly at his comments. "Well, they're part of the uniform. Just like 50 stars and 13 stripes are part of the flag." He approached Sandman in what must have seemed like a cautious manner. In reality it was just buying him a few seconds more to take in the man before him. Once he stopped in front of him, he paused and then lifted his hand to shake. "Sandman, I presume. Glad to have you aboard. I hear reports from Spider-Man and Ben Grimm that you're doing an impressive job of atoning for your past sins."

At Cap's comments about his costume, Flint could only chuckle again. For the most part, Cap always seemed a bit out of his element. A man from the '40s living in the modern world, his patriotism was understandable. But, today he seemed a bit more... optimistic than usual. Whatever it was, Flint was still happy to see a familiar face...

...Until Cap's introduction. He held out his hand to shake, a gesture indicating he didn't know Flint. Looking at Cap's outstretched hand, he was more confused than he had been since first arriving at the mansion. "'You presume?' Cap, man, I saw you yesterday! And you know you don't need to talk to Benjy or Par- uhhh... Spider-man about my 'rehab.' You been seein' it every day, with your own two eyes! I know I got crap needs atonin' for, but I been doin' my part on the Ultimates."

Finally, the very strangeness of the situation began to sink in. "Just what the hell's goin' on 'round here, anyway? I never even heard o' most o'you, McCoy over there is supposed to be dead, and Cap, you're actin' like we ain't ever met!"

 

[Keia]

Mr. Immortal

"good word?... w-w-wait a minute, aw-geeze I hadn't THOUGHT! You actually think that THE Captain America, Living Legend, Star-Spangled Avenger, Mr. Stars-n-Stripes will be on the team!! Aw-geeze, aw-man-o-man-o-man..."

“It’s a possibility, sir,” Bartholomew stated, watching Craig's reaction, he added, “That’s good. It’s good to have a certain amount of awe and respect for the veterans on the team.”

Craig spent the sum of the journey working himself itself costume with the assistance of Mr. Kingman’s two beautiful assistances. Though it did seem to take a longer time to put on the costume than usual – all those extra hands seemed to . . . umm . . . get in the way, yeah.

Mr. Kingman instructed the limo driver to stop just up the street from the gates of the Mansion. “We want to stay out of camera line – at least for your first appearance,” Bartholomew explained. “It will add more to your wholesomeness. The viewers will love it. One more thing . . . although they’re paying you – try not to say the names of your commercial sponsors until after the first few minutes – you have to show you are your own man first. Viewers will respect that, and so will the veterans on the team.”

Craig stepped out of the limo and looked on the Avengers Mansion – the place seen on more televisions than any other the last few years. Stately . . . large . . . imposing . . . a large iron gate loomed ahead. As Craig approached in costume, he looked around. He noted the crowds being corded off by helpful police officers, keeping the street empty. The large iron gates opened automatically as he neared. The walk through the manicured lawn to the large double doors of the Mansion allowed Craig to catch his breath. He noted no cameras, of course technology today was such that that was wasn’t too surprising.

The front door opened as Craig put his first foot on the landing. The voice of Jarvis, the butler, was familiar to him from years on television, “Welcome, Mr. Immortal, your are expected. With your arrival the meeting can get underway. You can leave your bags here, sir and I will have them taken care of. Please follow me, the others are expecting you.”

OOC: Mr. Immortal

 

[Kevin Perrine]

Mr. Immortal

The front door opened as Craig put his first foot on the landing. The voice of Jarvis, the butler, was familiar to him from years on television, “Welcome, Mr. Immortal, your are expected. With your arrival the meeting can get underway. You can leave your bags here, sir and I will have them taken care of. Please follow me, the others are expecting you.”

"Geeze - thanks an aweful lot for the kind reception Mr. Jarvis-sir...
I'm just happy to be here and hope I can help the ballclub..."
Mr. I immediately reelled off as if he'd been saying the words over and over in his neverous mind... fumbling his bags to the floor with the others...
"It sure is a pleasure Sir, I've seen you on TV - I reckon you'd be the longest standing 'member' of the team, huh Sir?.."
as he softened his voice a little once clearing the foyer...
"By the way, just call me Craig or Craigers - that's what friends and family call me... Mr. Immortal is flashy for the press... I honestly don't think I can live up to the hype of that name with guys like Cap or Thor or IronMan around... Say Mr. Jarvis-sir are any'a those founders on our new team? I sure would like to meet them...... W-wwoooowww the Mansion's even more awesome than I thought it would be..."
as he steps inside.

 

[Keia]

The team complete . . .

"Geeze - thanks an awful lot for the kind reception Mr. Jarvis-sir . . . By the way, just call me Craig or Craigers - that's what friends and family call me... Mr. Immortal is flashy for the press... I honestly don't think I can live up to the hype of that name with guys like Cap or Thor or IronMan around... Say Mr. Jarvis-sir are any'a those founders on our new team? I sure would like to meet them...... W-wwoooowww the Mansion's even more awesome than I thought it would be..."as he steps inside.

Jarvis stood impassively, blinking several times as Craig delivered his various speeches. As Craig entered, Jarvis closed the door behind him and said, “Very good, Master Craig, the others have gathered in the main dining hall until everyone had arrived, that includes Captain America. If you will follow me, I shall introduce you to the rest of the team.”

Jarvis walked the length of the foyer and opened the main dining hall. “Pardon me, sirs and miss, may I introduce . . . Mr. Immortal,” Jarvis said.

He waited several moments, then added. “Now that everyone has gathered, might I suggest that it continue in the main assembly room on sub-level one?”

OOC: All

 

[Nuke261]

Captain America

Captain America stood before Sandman and appeared a bit puzzled. "I've never heard of the Ultimates and I really don't remember working with you. I don't think we even really met when you were a criminal." He turned to face the rest of the room. "Vision. Hank. Do either of you have any idea what's wrong with Sandman? Could his memories have been tampered with or could he be some kind of construct sent to infiltrate the team?"

As Cap spoke he saw that additional members had joined them. "Carol. Carol Danvers." Although his smile to the others had been sincere, his smile now seemed to be more heart-felt. "It's great to see you again Carol. I take it this is your new Binary look. It really looks good." When he approached Carol to shake hands, he took her hand with both of his.

"And you're Moon Knight. Captain America, good to meet you. At least I don't think we've met out of costume before." As Captain America shook hands with Marc Spector, Jarvis walked in introducing Mr. Immortal.

Captain America stood silently. His mouth slightly open and one hand on the back of his neck. Finally, mostly to himself, he muttered, "Mr. Immortal...this has got to be a joke..."

 

[kid A]

Sandman

Originally posted by Captain America
Captain America stood before Sandman and appeared a bit puzzled. "I've never heard of the Ultimates and I really don't remember working with you. I don't think we even really met when you were a criminal." He turned to face the rest of the room. "Vision. Hank. Do either of you have any idea what's wrong with Sandman? Could his memories have been tampered with or could he be some kind of construct sent to infiltrate the team?"

His jaw dropped. He didn't understand what was going on. Cap was talking, and Flint had no idea what the hell he was saying. "My memories... look, it ain't that hard... I trained wit' ya late yesterday, at the Triskelion. Then, I went to sleep. This mornin' I woke up and came here. Now, you walk inna room and start tellin' me you don' know who I am? What the f#*k is goin' on here?"

When Cap dismissed him, Flint was furious. Smoldering eyes followed Cap for a moment, then came to rest on Vision and Beast. "So? Okay, c'mon. This is just a joke, right? Just a joke on the new guy."

 

[Arani Korden]

"So? Okay, c'mon. This is just a joke, right? Just a joke on the new guy."

"No joke. I've already given my theory," Hank turned to Captain America. "Crossed timelines. The rest of us are assuming that our personal histories match, but I'm not sure that's the case." Turning back to Flint, he added, "If the meeting doesn't explain anything, I'll run some tests afterwards. On everyone. Rest assured, though, I'm just as confused as you are."