<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/85/Marco2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ragnar Lodbrock/ Myth<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New York, Westchester, The Xavier Institute<br/><strong>Whereabouts:</strong>Danger Room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black jeans, topless, combat boots<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Danger Room team<br/><hr/><br/>If there was one thing Ragnar had not expected it was for Cessily to be embarrassed by the fact she was sleeping somewhere other than her room. Ragnar gave a shrug at that, "You looked so peaceful there I decided not to wake ya. I figured even if I can't sleep for more then a couple hours at a time, somebody else should." Then came a rare smile that he would actually let others see, "No worries, your secret is safe with me... By the way I'm Ragnar Lodbrock." It was interesting the way the girl pulled on his arm at the mention of a training session. Ragnar had yet to be in the Danger Room himself, but obviously she couldn't wait to train. Others in their little group felt the same way judging by the way Nuo bounced around. No shortage of energy there!<br/><br/>However one was not pleased at the thought of training and his head turned to look at Eva, "What you think you're the only one in this school who can't control your powers? My own might be quite different for yours, but they are no less new to me... Hell, I'm still not sure if I'm even a true mutant. Being poked and prodded as if I was some damn lab rat. When I first shifted forms I slaughtered everyone in that lab, had to been close to 50 people. I'm pretty sure I ate a couple as well, because I was not in control. It also wasn't enough because I had to hold my fiancé in my arms as she died... You have to use your powers to get that control and with us there you'll consentrate even more. You will do fine..."<br/><br/>When Bobby looked at him Ragnar shrugged, "Everything is different and this session will be more difficult since none of us have worked together yet. I do have experience with that myself as I never knew who I would get put with on a team. People came and went with whatever reason... I will tell you what though... I have worked with Deadpool before and other then blowing his lower jaw off with a shotgun just to shut him up, I got along with him. Well till he grew his jaw back anyways..." He rode the rest of the way in silence listening to the others chat. When the doors opened he stepped into a pirate movie... The Danger Room could do things like this? It gave him a few ideas of his own and then it was gone. Just a plain old room...<br/><br/>His eyes took in Kurt and he didn't even correct the man in the fact that he wasn't a child. Ragnar was the odd one out and with most of the other students being children a slip up was bound to happen. The others were warming up in their own ways so he took a moment to get ready himself. Stretching out a hand Ragnar opened the portal that lead to his storage space. The portal was a black spot in midair with swirling purple energies around it. The space wasn't meant for living beings and he could not fit a person through the opening. However he always made sure it was stocked since he never knew when a mission could come up. At the moment Ragnar wasn't sure about what the session would be, though he did know that his powers would be used so he kept it to the minimum load-out.<br/><br/>First thing was him pulling off his shirt and putting it into the portal... He liked that sure and he was not going to chance ruining it. Now topless all that lean muscle and little fat making up his upper torso became visible. Ragnar had always trained for a combination of strength and speed, so while he wasn't as big as someone like Piotr he could land five punches to their two. His powers gave him some supernatural strength just enough to flip a car, so now he trained for speed and more endurance. With that shirt on all people could see were the runes inked to his arms, but without it on all new runes were visible. These that graced his front torso were different then the ones inked into his arms, the runes on his front, Ragnar burned them into his own skin. The biggest runes were the three on his chest as the rune for the All Father was branded over his heart and flanking that was the runes for the Odinson on the left and Tyr of the right. Also visible were all the scars that he had collected over the years. Some were knife and others bullet wounds, but all revealed what he went through.<br/><br/>Reaching back into the portal he pulled out another belt which he fastened around his waist. The sturdy belt held to sheathed K-Bar knives on the back with the hilts facing outward and Ragnar pulled out yet another sheath which ended up being fastened around his right calf. This one held an old school Bowie knife that he had acquired from the man that taught him everything he knew. Last he pulled out a pair of gloves which he pulled over each hand... They are made of black leather and approach mid knuckle before the flesh of his fingers show. The most visible part of the fingerless gloves however were the quarter inch steel spikes protruding from the knuckles. Even with the combination of Ragnar's Muay Thai training and his strength, he wanted to make sure he did damage.<br/><br/>His hand moves closing the storage space, before the words that Logan spoke dawned on him. The eyes of blue ice turn to look at Logan, before moving to the control room windows.