[center][h2][color=ec008c]Astrad Lungren[/color][/h2]
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Location: Asgard
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	Astrad gave a nervous chuckle at the statement by Baldur that they were the first humans to ever go into the halls of Breidablik. First time for everything, mayhaps. Sensing that this alien was quite friendly, he smiled back at Baldur. [color=ec008c]"I guess I'm honored to be among the first?"[/color] He would then follow the Asgardians into the hallways, looking at every direction with awe at the splendor of the place of myth that they were currently in. Unlike Amelia, he was following the mythical places that Nanna and Baldur were mentioning, as those were also part of his grandparents' bedtime stories. Breidablik was the home of Baldur, while Helheim, was, as the Asgardian explained, the realm of Hel, the goddess of death. The sunscreen was a weird variable, though? Nevermind. It was still unbelievable that he was living out the myths of the Nordic people in the heavenly realm of Asgard itself!

	At the mention of feast, Astrad's eyes sparkled. [color=ec008c]"Uuuuhm, thank you... uh... Sir Baldur?"[/color] Everything was so warm and good; hell, even the floor was made of gold! This was literally heaven. He will be glad to be in a feast; he was very famished from everything that happened in the last few hours.

[center][h2][color=a187be]Nathaniel De Costa[/color][/h2]
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Location: Ellis Island, New York City
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	It took him a while, but Nathaniel had finally come back to his senses. He had been shot between the eyes by Angstrom earlier, and had been incapacitated for a period of time that was totally unacceptable for Nathaniel and his inflated sense of work ethic. His head was still swimming from the pain that Angstrom had inflicted when he had fallen through his own portal, but now, Nath was absolutely livid at the concept of being shot at by a rich man in a suit. In this case, a rich man in a suit that could shift between big and small. It was an unholy aberration; a mad combination of Pym's shrinking technology and Tony Stark's suits. Now that he thought of it, both of those people hated Andrew Rossi with a burning passion; it was a surprise that Iron Man let that man inside his own team. Well, probably because he was desperate for more support in the fighting that was currently raging on Ellis Island.

	Grumbling, he got up from the ground just in time to see the seemingly lifeless body of Folly Valeska in front of Cassandra Reed. By the looks of it, she had her neck snapped by the SHIELD agent. His vision was still blurry, and the pain was still acute in his head, so he only watched as Woolf seemed to be dead for a few moments. 

	And then, the unexpected happened; she sprung back to life, her injuries completely healed. Ah, right. She had a healing factor. Nathaniel struggled not to throw up at what occurred next as Folly bit her own eyeball off. [color=a187be]"Uugggghhh..."[/color] He was physically uncomfortable at the sight, but that was besides the point. The thing he needed to do right now was to get back to the action, and his eyes glided towards Cassandra, whom he now disliked as she had snapped a teenager's neck. 

	Nathaniel would then attempt to send the woman into a portal of his own making, intending to throw her away from the battle by placing her into the same building from which he had tried to shoot at their foes earlier. However, whether because of the headache or the revulsion at the eyeball, he sent himself through the portal. He was back there. Again.

	[color=a187be]"No worries..."[/color], Nathaniel simply said to himself with a deep breath. This was still salvageable. Deciding to try to shoot again, Nathaniel tore open another breach, this time leading right towards his target, Ms. Reed. Beams of purple and blue would erupt from his hands in an unholy litany of hateful destruction, striking the ground several times before hitting Cass on the upper right shoulder. Finally! A hit!