<div class="floatleft">(https://img.nickpic.host/CIA7A5.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Marvels Building Upstate New York City<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Training uniform<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Torrent, Mind Witch, Magni,<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><hr/>Although he was a telepath, Myg tried to stay out of his teammate’s minds. It was a powerful ability but he respected the privacy of others during day-to-day life. Now if one of them was looking or behaving crazy, that was different. He was open to Megan though and had the ghost of the whisper she felt about the stigma she faced. He could try to reassure her mentally but that would mean he would have to actually start reading her mind instead of just skimming the surface, so he just lightly nudged her with his shoulder.<br/><br/>They all may resemble their parents on a number of levels, but they were not cardboard cut-outs. Megan was her own person.<br/><br/>He listened as Megan explained herself to the demigod. She had good words. And then he felt the mental touch that was only her. There was a lot to parse there. He came back with. “<em>I’m not going to let him crush you…although there will be a lot of running in our near future as we try to apologize. Also, I’m now intrigued about both the comic book collection and browser history…but done.</em>” He had no idea how he was possibly going to handle an enraged demigod, Magni may be as big as the Hulk but he wasn’t stupid. He would have to go with the flow if that happened.<br/><br/>He never had comic books growing up, just manuals from various espionage agencies and special forces. He watched as Magni stoically endured the illusory venom. Catching the mental image of Magni born of Amora he left that alone. It would make him full brothers with Magni, which would mean they would have grown up together. Myg didn’t want to speculate on something that was just a fleeting thought.<br/><br/>He considered Magni’s take on Ragnarök. “I find that interesting. I understand the cyclical nature of time and things repeating themselves. And yet, it never exactly the same for each iteration…although, the dour Norns only have one prophesy to cover them all.” More and more these prophetesses were beginning to annoy him. If he met the Norns, the Parcae or the Moirai, they were totally going to get a piece of his mind.<br/><br/>He nodded to Magni’s statement about how you faced your end. He could get behind that. Megan deflected with humour. He wondered about his own reaction. “You can just call me Myg when we aren't on mission.” he states. “You know, those gloomy sisters are big on telling people when they are going to die and who is going to try to kill them. They are big on telling you what you can’t do…not so much on telling you what is possible.” Myg points out. “So in all of creation, you can’t lift one thing and that is what they pick to comment on. Why not ask Mr. Etri there to make you something for you? I’m sure it would involve some great quest to be worthy of it and hey, I’m pretty sure we would come along.” he offers nudging Megan again.<br/><br/>Who wouldn’t want to visit Asgard?<br/><br/>Myg can only shrug about the whole buddy banter thing. “Too late. You’re in.” He snickered at the question about the Dairy Queen and the Burger King. “Well, if obesity rates are anything to go by, then yes there is a lot of obeisance paid to those two…but no, they are names of food chains, they aren’t actual nobility or royalty in any sense of the word. Someone was jesting with you about that.”