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Xander Cage

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Mun/Muse 21+ Written by Erick

Est. 1/2017

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Howard just grinned and shrugged, tongue against his cheek, completely unrepentant. “If you want to get technical, pal, Nick used to work for me.” Catching the phone, he tucked it away into his jacket pocket and nodded – yeah, that’s what he thought. “I’m older than I look,” he admitted, not something he usually shared, but this was gambling: you had to show a few cards. “And the skills you have, the really interesting ones, I’m in a similar boat.” Pulling out a manilla folder, Howard tossed it onto the table between them. “It’s all in there. I don’t know how good your history teachers were, so long story short: HYDRA’s our target, they’re Nazis, and I’m sick of all this cloak and dagger bullshit.”

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This is when Xander’s brain started really kicking into high gear. Showing his hand–even part of it like that–was risky on Edward’s part, but now he knew the guy was either immortal or like one of those Captain America type super-soldiers. It was the ‘similar boat’ comment that got his brows furrowing for just the shortest hair of a second as things started to click into place. The amount of people this “Edward Rossi” could actually be just significantly dwindled, and Xander prided himself on knowing about as many big players in the hero and villains biz as he could. His face looked familiar, but he couldn’t quite place it. He took the folder and started leafing through it. “I know they’re Nazis,” not offended, just showing some of his cards. “Sounds like a plan,” he said over the set of papers, “you got someone you wanna punch first?” there was a wry grin on his face. This was gonna be fun.