Steve Rogers ☆ 001
Who: savesthedance and somarium
Where: Espoir
Style: Doesn't matter to me!
Status: OPEN!
Notes: Probably will contain spoilers from The First Avenger!
[A male in a very unique uniform laid out in the grass near the stream that ran through Espoir. He wasn't conscious at first, but finally, he groaned, seeming to be coming to.]
Ugh....am I really alive...? [His voice cracked, slightly from a bit a confusion, but also from the lack of use. He slowed to a sitting position, blinking, wondering if he really was dead. When the crashed the plane, he hadn't expected to survive. Even him, the perfect soldier, had his limits. Could he have survived the crash of a plane? He certainly didn't feel dead, though. But if he wasn't dead, then where we he? This certainly wasn't what he remembered seeing last. And there was no plane in sight. Of course, not far from him rest his helmet, and by his side was his shield. But the area around him? Well, he remembered a lot more ice.
Slowly, carefully, making sure not to push himself too much (he was just in a plane crash), he got himself to his feet, returning his shield to it's rightful place on his arm and glancing around very cautiously. He had no idea what was going on right now, so he made sure to stay on alert. He had to figure out where he was and what was going on really fast. If he was really alive....he had a date to get back to.]
Where: Espoir
Style: Doesn't matter to me!
Status: OPEN!
Notes: Probably will contain spoilers from The First Avenger!
[A male in a very unique uniform laid out in the grass near the stream that ran through Espoir. He wasn't conscious at first, but finally, he groaned, seeming to be coming to.]
Ugh....am I really alive...? [His voice cracked, slightly from a bit a confusion, but also from the lack of use. He slowed to a sitting position, blinking, wondering if he really was dead. When the crashed the plane, he hadn't expected to survive. Even him, the perfect soldier, had his limits. Could he have survived the crash of a plane? He certainly didn't feel dead, though. But if he wasn't dead, then where we he? This certainly wasn't what he remembered seeing last. And there was no plane in sight. Of course, not far from him rest his helmet, and by his side was his shield. But the area around him? Well, he remembered a lot more ice.
Slowly, carefully, making sure not to push himself too much (he was just in a plane crash), he got himself to his feet, returning his shield to it's rightful place on his arm and glancing around very cautiously. He had no idea what was going on right now, so he made sure to stay on alert. He had to figure out where he was and what was going on really fast. If he was really alive....he had a date to get back to.]