Fractured Rifts RPG

When: Before invasion
Who: Captain America & OTA
Where: LA


There was no question in Steve's mind that he was going to follow his wife to where ever she had gone. The question of how plagued him for a while, but thanks to the cooperation between what was left of the Avengers and Torchwood, a way had been found. It was extremely advanced technology, so he was told, the kind of sort that made him nervous and uneasy and pretty damn sure he was going to do something wrong and break it. He was not an unintelligent man, it was just... there was so much he had missed in those 70 years that it was hard to catch up to current technology let alone the stuff that blew that out of the water. But this device was his only chance to see his wife again, possibly get her to come back with him. He hoped that while he was gone things stayed as quiet and contained as they have been recently because team Avengers was getting a bit on the small side.

He looked over to his friends and gave a nod and a quick salute. Then he activated the device. At first he was sure it wasn't going to work. And then he got... pulled. He closed his eyes and held on, hoping this would work. Then he felt himself falling, he took a sharp breath, then hit sand and water as he fell into the shallows of low tide. The machine in his hands sparked and made very unhappy noises before completely shutting down. He sighed as he gingerly got out of the water, trying to make sure not to get the thing wet even if he was pretty sure it was busted. "I certainly hope this is the right place."