<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/>The sounds drew Ragnar towards the one he was looking for... It had only been a single week and still the fight against Daken was fresh in his mind. He knew if the fight was lingering with him it would be driving others as well. He didn't bother to change after the meeting instead heading out to find Nuo. They had both been beaten by the man though the stunt that Ragnar had pulled with Daken had been more then risky. It was down right insane to people that didn't know him... Daken had let it slip about his pheromone control and Ragnar proposed something he knew Logan's son would not pass up... A way to fight close quarters with no way to retreat... Ragnar let Daken pin him close by slamming the mans claws through his left shoulder. In turn Ragnar's left hands final movement was to slam a blade home in the back of Daken's right shoulder...<br/><br/>This had locked them into a close quarters fight... Daken's left hand claws against the knife in Ragnar's right hand. He could still remember the look on Daken's face when his wounds wouldn't heal. Of course Ragnar didn't let the man in on the fact that the blades were made of Carbodium... He had seen many things and different people on the battlefield and the most annoying thing was mutants that thought they were the greatest mercs, just because they had a healing factor. Ragnar had looked into it and discovered the effects Carbodium had on healing factors by going to different scientists. Then of course he had the knives made... The fight had taken a toll on the both of them, but of course Daken got the upper hand before Spider-Man, Wasp and the other lady got involved.<br/><br/>Standing a distance away Ragnar watches Nuo train against the bag. She had taken a pounding as bad as he did if not worse and he knew that it would eat at her... She had came to him earlier looking for help in her striking. Ragnar was extremely impressed by Nuo's determination and commitment, of course he did show her what he could. Still his training wasn't the best in part that he never saw himself as a teacher and of course the injuries that were still wrapped up in bandages. Eyes of blue ice take in every movement, every ripple of the Chinese girl's muscles. He saw the dedication and in a moment decided that he would do his damnedest to help... Turning he went back to his room for a moment to change the jeans and shoes.<br/><br/>Moments later he was back watching Nuo, but now Ragnar was clad in loose black shorts that were short enough to show powerful thighs and had a snarling wolf head on the left leg. His shoes had disappeared only to be replaced with black ankle supports. His hands were wrapped and his Ragnar's long brown hair extended down his back in a pony tail. Also while inside he had tossed the bandages that had been wrapped about his upper body. The almost healed wounds had been taken care of by a quick shift and while Ragnar wouldn't have the scars, this was more important. He started towards the young woman even as he watched the metal staff fall to the ground... Ragnar's lips twist into a snarl matching the wolf on his shorts before he barks out to Nuo, "Reverse elbow, followed by a jumping knee! Strike!"<br/><br/>He made sure to come up behind Nuo and was close enough to where the moves could strike him. Still the right rear foot lightly rests on the balls of the foot as his left hand moves up to his eyebrow, and his shoulder squares up. Ragnar's chin tucks down and his right hand stays back....