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Steve Rogers ([personal profile] aboveangrybees) wrote in [community profile] thecapitol 2015-06-06 06:32 am (UTC)

The comment about his ass catches him some, but right now isn't the time to think on it more than a passing thought. Besides, he's starting to get used to it with the the amount of ass attention he's gotten since he arrived, it's borderline ridiculous, but there could be worse things.

He just gives a unsure smile and nods, "Then you'll have to show me the ropes sometime." Honestly, the combination of grief and trapeze doesn't sound too promising, but he's just going to go with it.

His eyes follow Initiate as he boosts the kid up, sending him soaring through the air, wanting to see with his own eyes that he lands safe and where he needs to be. Seems their combined strength did the job.

Giving a casual salute in response, it's now his turn to do his part. Subdue and distract, do what he can to keep any of them from getting shot. He calls out to the others to take cover, to wait, that right now is about staying alive, to not give up, and he has no idea if they will heed him, but he can't stop to pay them much mind right now. If they choose to keep fighting, then he won't stop them. He can't really, not when he runs into the thick of it, throwing punches and tripping people, smacking heads together and taking his own licking in return.

When he catches sight of someone taking aim at Initiate, he'll grab the closest projectile he can and throw it at them, hoping to knock them off their target. Usually it's a gun, something he knows well enough not to actually use or to hold on to for long, but who says you can't throw guns at people?

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