A Complicated Business

[Centurion]

Cap furrowed his brow in a combination of surprise and interest. The mystery on this island had only grown more intriguing with the appearance of the mayor. The mammal spoke with confidence and appropriate diction. He called for a pipe, forcing a guard to sacrifice his smoky solace, and lit it calmly. The mayor was nothing if not relaxed. The Avenger instantly took note of the fox's piercing amber eyes and the way they took in every detail of both men's faces and forms. The canine clearly had a hidden agenda, something Captain America was never very keen on. But first things first...

"Mister Mayor, I'm here on behalf of a group of... gifted people with a mind to help people in need. We received an anonymous tip that something was going on here on Randall's Island. With your permission, we'd like to launch a formal investigation into whatever is causing problems here."

  Cap spoke with practiced confidence, one of the many diplomatic tricks he had picked up out of necessity. He picked his words cautiously, careful not to reveal his true identity or purpose. The mayor's attitude and claims to 'prosperity' piqued the Avenger's suspicions, given the strange state of the townsfolk. He kept his gaze steady, never glancing away from the deep, golden orbs of the mayor. Steve only hoped that Marcus could manage to play along.