<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/85/Marco2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ragnar Lodbrok/Myth<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Near the Courts<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black shorts with a snarling wolf head, black ankle supports, hand wraps<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Nuo, Open<br/><br/>She could be able to hear the intake of breathe as Ragnar inhaled her scent and the feeling of her chest against him caused a slow hardening of something lower. The hardening could also be because of the sparring session as well. The gasps brought memories from earlier in his life... Ragnar was a man older then his age... He had seen and caused death of those against him as well as those closest to him. His friends, his mentor and his love were all gone and buried.... Battle had always brought out heightened emotions from him and afterwards usually a roll in the sheets with a willing woman.<br/><br/>Only once had a paternity suit been brought against him and in the tests that followed showed Ragnar to be sterile. His parents would not get any true grandchildren from him, but he had a younger brother an five younger sisters for the line of Ragnar Lodbrok to continue. In ways it was a disappointment... He would have loved to give Christina a child of their own, but as he looks to Nuo he realizes that he has them... His team.... They looked to him and in return he would ensure that they would return after every battle. He watches as Nuo straightens and sends flying fists his way in a speed almost to fast to follow. So he does the only thing he can and deflects the punches that would be the most damaging. The others that still make it through brings groans and a smile of his own. The fact that he loved a good fight made some think that he was Irish, before they found out his true ancestors.<br/><br/>As her lower body tries to maneuver his legs wrap around her waist as his calves droop to rest on Nuo's buttocks. The grin on Ragnar's face come with more words as he tries to pick off a few more fists, "Grappling... I'm not the best at this, but I do know some things... I used to really love Ultimate Fighting in the beginning when it was Savate against Sumo, or Karate against Tae Kwon Do. Then Ken Shamrock and Royce Gracie happened and everyone brought grappling into the mix. A lot of fights wind up on the ground anymore..." She manages to get one of his arms to press it over his body and he watches her face. That look...<br/>_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c2/Talia2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Talia "T.J." Josephine Wagner/ Nocturne<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Courts/Graves<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Tight black leather pants, black boots, and a white tube top with part of a black bra peeking out<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Idris, Open<br/><br/>That look... That look Idris gave her was something else. Yes, T.J. knew that it was a silly question, but it was something to break the ice none the less. What ever was going to be said was forgotten as Idris suddenly dropped the heated sphere holding her hand. Yellow eyes that had no pupils watched as she took away the burn in her hand and mentioned that Talia had not just seen that. She gives a small giggle, "See what?" Realizing that she distracted Idris and managed to give her a burn even if the girl was able to take it away T.J. does feel a tad guilty.<br/><br/>Still she holds out a hand, "I'm Talia Josephine Wagner or you can just call me T.J. for short. Ya want to be technical you can call me Nocturne as well..." Leaning over as tight leather pants creak T.J. picks up the heated sphere after surrounding her hand in the brimstone that made up her own brand of Hex Bolts. Her eyebrows lift feeling the heat in the sphere, "Wow..." Then she remembers, "Ahh, you had control of temperature and gravity. I'm sorry, but I don't know you name. It might have been told to me, but I have problems with names after my hospital stay...."<br/><br/>Idris looked so into her training before T.J. had interupted her so she turns showing a tight leather wrapped bum. Her tail emerges before disappearing once again and she turns back to Idris, "My tail is retractable unlike my father's...." She hands the sphere back, "Here ya go.... No worries I didn't see nothing dear..."