<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/85/Marco2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ragnar Lodbrok/Myth<br/><strong>Location:</strong>War Room Sept. 1st Morning<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>black muscle shirt, blue jeans, black combat boots<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Storm, Open<br/><br/>He is silent on the ride down to the War Room already mentally preparing for the challenge to come. It is true that he has no clue what is going to happen so Ragnar compensates for trying to prepare for every situation he can think off. The doors open and he strides in mentally re going through all the forms he has available at the moment which again he kicks himself for not studying more. Ragnar does have Greek myths in his knowledge and if he has enough space he can go dragon or even Fenris. Although he has yet to try a Fenris form since Thor and the Norse Gods are real the large wolf probably is as well and he might not be able to shift into him.<br/><br/>His eyes shift taking in the gathered people that made it to the room before him and his gaze lingers on Storm before giving her a respectful nod, "Ororo..." Then his eyes are drawn to the uniforms and he makes a mental groan, "That's what we have to wear? You don't go out in those do you?" It's not like he has to hide his body like Deadpool does, but he was always more comfortable in jeans and combat boots. Then again it wasn't like the uniform was going to remain on him past his first shift. Then he lets out a sigh, "I guess if I must..."