Spinning round, into version of Captain America, only there is a "B" on his forehead.

....Iron Fist's comment is heard.

Morph's head droops, streching his neck all the way over to Danny, snaking between the other members. He changes back to his normal uniform...

"We'll work on the name later. For now, there is JUSTICE to be done!"

His form changes to an 8 foot tall blue musclar form with small anntanne.

"Robbie, you can be my little wooden boy!"

Morph smashes through the doorway (knowing full well Jarvis will have it repaired before they get back)

((In case, you were curious, he turned into The Tick))

With a small grin on his face, ready to face any danger that may threaten them, Iron Fist follows his new teammate Morph out the door, cautious of his new allies, but trusting nonetheless.

"I hope Luke's having fun at the office....he's going to miss a wild ride."

Iron Fist now waits outside for the others, eager to get to the bank.

"What, everyone leaving without me?"

::Speedball rockets himself out of the hole that Morph made, trying to catch up::

Ah... so this is Morph, Blade took a mental note as he observed the mutant's odd behavior. While he wasn't a jokester himself, he didn't mind when other's were a bit more lighthearted... as long as it didn't get in the way of the mission.

"Blade," He said through gritted teeth, shaking Morph's hand.

Blade grimaced at Iron Fist described him as a vampire. He hated being lumped into that group. Dracula was a vampire, Blade was something else. While he could've brought that up, he decided to swallow his pride, not wanting to create fissures in the group before a battle.

Blade nodded towards the Avengers before following his team out the hole Morph had created. In his head he was going over what he knew about the Masters of Evil.

((carl: take away my fun will you? ))

Fenris headed towards the bank at an easy lope, so that his new-found 'comrades' would be able to catch up. It will be good to head into battle again, it has been far too long.

'Hmmmmm,' Iron Fist thought, 'I wonder why Blade looked at me so.....curious, I'll have to see what his objection was......perhaps to my recommending him as leader?'


ARRIVES AT THE BANK WITH THE REST OF THE ________ TO FIND CHAOS AND PANIC AMONG THE PUBLIC.

"ZEMO! Show yourself!" Iron Fist screamed!

"Brillant!" Fenris sighed, "Mortals. So much for not risking the hostages. Not that it particually bothers me, but you're the ones calling yourselves heroes."

"We'll give you a name soon enough Dugan. Blade, Morph, Fenris, Speedball....I don't know what to do here.....any suggestions? Fenris is right about not further risking the hostages now that we have engaged him, so I think we need to come up with something fast."

((I think it would be badass if Fenris just walked in Hancock style and took care of it.)

"Oh man, guys! If only there was someway somebody could sneak in there, completely undetected...someone super sneaky...."


Arrows merge out Morph's head and point at himself.

"But WHO?"

Blade was surprised by Morph's suggestion. Indeed taking their enemy by surprise would be far better then walking in to a definite trap.

"Morph is right," Blade said, "We should split into two groups, one going in through the main entrance as a distraction, while the other goes in through an alternate route."

He directs his words towards the SHIELD trooper, "Dugan, are there any alternate entrances? A sewer or a roof entrance?"

((that thought (or words to that effect) had crossed my mind ))

"That is assuming that it is the same person under the mask. But seeing as they know that we are here," Fenris strode towards the front door, "we might as well go in."

((just as a reminder, carltmc, Danger Sense is one few abilities that you roll))

Dugan smirks. "Yeah, there's a roof entrance, and Zemo probobly doesnt know about it. But there will be hell if I don't come with you. One of you flyer types can carry me to the roof, maybe bring some backup too. The others can go in front. How's that sound? Way, I see it, you poor schmoes are in charge now."


So, This is Dugan's plan. Up to you whether you want to follow it.

Non Flyers
Dugan, Flyers

((too slow, Dugan. the only flier is heading straight for the front door.))

((not a problem, carltmc. i'll be gone for the rest of today and most of tomarrow, was gonna read up on the combat rules when i got back anyway.))