<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/85/Marco2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ragnar Lodbrok/Myth<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black leather pants, Amon Amarth shirt, combat boots, black leather jacket with metal spikes<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone, Open<br/><br/>It sounded like things were getting set to get started as people got in their meals and talked about places to go. Pushing of Idris shoulder she goes through the final change in returning to original. The clothing disappears once again leaving the fairy nude and quickly growing to 6 and a half feet in height. A spare thought is given to what he had thrown on before heading outside to sleep but Ragnar pushes it from his mind as wings and feminine parts pull back into the body only to be replaced by the parts that made Ragnar who he was. Muscles ripple as they regain their original mass and long silver hair turns brown before shortening to where it sits about the center of his back. The twin braids of his goatee return dropping down to meet collar bone. A pair of faded blue jeans appear over his lower body as the material stretches with the muscular thighs.<br/><br/>Finally Ragnar grits his teeth as the pain of the runes he had burned into his skin are automatically re-branded into what had been flawless skin. Other runes on his arms are tattoo's, but his upper chest the runes are raised in scarred skin tissue. Like wise the knuckles of his hands are scarred in countless fights and old bullet wounds reappear. Ragnar's back is a mass of scars from his time in Sinister's lab. This was a man that thrived on pain, since he lived with it every day... His demeanor returns to normal as he looks over at Jack's own changes, "Impressive... I like short range fighting myself. There's just something about a fight where you are close enough to wear every drop of blood that you pull from your opponent's body." Comments about the Hummer does pull a chuckle from Ragnar's lips, "I don't know about that... The radio maybe. I have lived going from one battlefield to the next fighting for whoever could afford my services. The Hummer is designed a simply as I could, the only wires are what is required. I took out the computer and rebuilt it like old style vehicles before they started putting in all the electronics."<br/><br/>Tilting his head Ragnar cracks his neck in an audible series of pops, "On a battlefield the simpler it's put together, the faster and easier it can be fixed..." He does end up looking back at Autumn as she talks about making clothing for his smaller forms which raises an eyebrow. Then she called him a little shit and he laughs out loud, "Not the first time I've been called that, but now I'm a big shit hmmm?" If they were going to go he should get ready and he starts to move towards the kitchen door as bare feet slap against the floor, "I'm going to go get ready... Jack if you like we can continue that conversation on the way into town..."<br/><br/>Heading back to his room drawing looks from the students in his half clothed state he thinks over what to wear. Stepping in he closes the door so he can change... Off goes the blue jeans and on goes a pair of thick combat boot socks. Then comes the black leather pants with the studded leather belt and a snug black Amon Amarth shirt which has a viking on horseback fighting the great wolf Fenris. Sitting down on the bed he puts on and laces up the combat boots that were never far from his bed. His plans for the day had been very different, but this would work... A wave of his hand opens the portal to his storage space and he spends a couple of moments making sure the AA-12 was reloaded and ready to go. Pulling a fighting knife he lifts the leg of his pants before sliding the knife into the sheath wrapped around his right calf. Standing the pant leg falls down normally and Ragnar closes the portal. Turning to the closet he grabs the only coat he owns which is also black leather, but with metal spikes sticking up from the shoulders. Leaving his room he makes his way to the elevator...