[center][h2][color=ec008c]Astrad Lungren[/color][/h2]
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Location: Asgard
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	Astrad raised both eyebrows at Amelia, as she seemed to think that he was... uh... something. [color=ec008c]That's not what I meant."[/color], he said to her, rolling his eyes at Amelia, as he too was not too interested on romance; at least, not yet. Astrad was the workaholic type, rarely taking a rest due to being utterly devoted to the cause of their organization. [color=ec008c]"I literally just asking you if you liked chocolates... you know what, never mind, I'm keeping [i]all[/i] of these stuff for myself."[/color] He did not like it when people misconstrued his words, especially when said words seemed to have a very obvious meaning, at least for him. 

	The goddess, or, as it would seem, the alien with magic, led them to a river. The water was crystal pure, so much unlike many rivers on Earth that had been sullied by pollution and turned to glorified sludge pools. It would seem that Nanna had always been prepared for this kind of occasion, as towels were already set in place, probably for any weary travelers that would come across Asgard.

	[color=ec008c]"I'm not that young..."[/color], Astrad stammered at the goddess. [color=ec008c]"Nor too old... whatever..."[/color]

	The Swede set himself down on the river just like Amelia had done, though was [i]pretty[/i] embarrassed. Flustered, he tried to erect a wall of ice to keep prying eyes away, but the wall melted as soon as he had put it up, making him feel even worse. Frustrated at whatever caused his cryogenic powers to fail, he just sank back into the waters of the river, just enough so that only his head remained visible.

[center][h2][color=a187be]Nathaniel De Costa[/color][/h2]
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Location: Ellis Island, New York City
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	Having been blanked out for a few moments by Angstrom's attack, Nathaniel looked at his hands, checking if they were alright. It would seem so, though his eye did hurt quite a bit' probably because the [i]other[/i] billionaire playboy had punched him in the face with an armored suit that turns small and big. Scoffing at the man's remark, Nathaniel stood up, albeit with a bit of difficulty, and a pinch annoyance from seeing him zip around like a little insect. [color=a187be]"I was only getting started, Angstrom."[/color], he stated as energy once again spiraled out of his hand, forming into a blue breach portal.

	Not all was well though, as Angstrom managed to land another hit, as small as he was, shooting Breacher with something between the eyes. For a moment, his head swam with intense pain before losing consciousness altogether, tumbling backwards through the portal to fall on the field below them. It could have been way worse, as he was merely incapacitated for the time being...