[b]Brooklyn[/b]

The cup of coffee rolled idly in Steve Rogers's hand. He stared a hole into its inky-black depths before taking a sip. The bitter liquid made him wince slightly. They claimed this was the best cup of coffee in the city. Maybe it was. Cap came out of the ice a while ago, but he still couldn't wrap his mind around what the hell had happened to coffee in the time he was gone. That and beer. Whoever thought beer should taste like pine tar needed their head examined.

"If you don't like it you don't have to drink it," Sharon Carter, SHIELD's Agent 13, chuckled from across the table. She had been assigned to help him acclimate after he was thawed out, but she had become so much more. During the war, he had never considered falling in love. But now it was all he could think about. "I'm not sure you fit in with Brooklyn anymore."

Steve smirked and nodded at her, [color=SlateBlue]"I do tend to end up in more Snapgrams than I would normally expect."[/color]

"Snapchats, babe. Snapchats," Sharon shook her head in amusement. "We seriously need to get a pop culture refresh-"

Suddenly, both of their attentions were drawn to the TV hanging outside the cafe. A breaking news story flashed over the screen, showing Flint Marko, the Sandman, attacking Times Square.

"I'll go get the shield," Sharon got up and took off towards their apartment. "Go get your bike!"

Steve took off as well, ducking into an alley. He pushed onto the side of his wristwatch as he ran, and from it sprung his Captain America tactical armor. It spread over him like water, but in reality was a group of interlocking machines made by Tony Stark. It wasn't as strong as his armor, but it allowed Cap the freedom of movement and protection he needed.

He found his bike parked out back of the apartment, as he started it up, he looked up and saw Sharon toss him the shield. He caught it and she yelled down, "I'll get in touch with Fury! Go!"

Captain America fired up the bike, and sped off towards Manhattan.

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[b]Times Square[/b]

Steve weaved in and out of traffic until he saw Times Square looming a few blocks in front of him. Soon, the road was too full of traffic, and the sidewalks too choked with people to ride further. He disembarked the bike and sprinted the rest of the way. As he did, however, he noticed the people fleeing the scene weren't fleeing at all.

They were dancing.

Cap didn't have time to worry about that. He reached Times Square and found Sandman towering in the center of the landmark laughing and holding a car above his head. He looked to take aim at some of the evacuating civilians. Instead, Cap's shield cut through the sand forming his arms, causing the car to crash to the ground at the villain's feet. With a moment to take stock, Cap saw a sign above the crowd hanging on by a thread.

[color=SlateBlue]"Sharon, the Hotel Carter sign is about to crash into civilians,"[/color] he said over his commlink. [color=SlateBlue]"I can keep Marko occupied, but we need someone to secure that sign."[/color]