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Sigurd was happy Hulk did the shoulder clap. It was a bit more personal and a bit of fun for two incredibly strong individuals. Many Asgardian Warriors often punctuated their greetings the same way. While Sigurd would have returned in kind, it was more fair to let others have a chance to speak. 

He paused once he got to his spot and took a breath. Why not practice more on perception? Gotta start honing those abilities some way, and maybe the best way to start with Allsight was just to focus in on all the students and interactions coming in. While he couldn’t hear most of the conversations or fully perceive what every student would be, this was a start. Just stay next to Hulk and people will come meet him. Analyze everyone as they approach. So he stood there, gazing on the field, eyes glowing slightly behind the helm.

Granted, might as well cover all bases. He did a quick look over to the two that came before him. They were relatively simple. Both were young adults, probably closely related. Slightly tan skin slowly faded, probably not having seen much sun for about a month. The male seemed a bit more nervous, but that was understandable considering the vast amount of heroic individuals, and especially so with an Avenger here. The spikey blue hair did give Sigurd a bit of a pause, but he realized it was probably dyed, and not related to frost giants. Granted, Loki had long black hair and was half of one so… Anything was possible. A bit casual with his attire. I ate some pie and it was delicious. It was written on the graphic tee. Sigurd managed to find the shirt a few times online. It was amusing, even if he wasn’t much of a fan of math outside of trig. The woman had long black hair that was covering her face. Perhaps she is even more nervous? Moderately dressed. 

Before Sigurd could fully analyze more, the loud screech of an energetic girl caught him off guard. Such a loud noise coming from a small creature was usually alarming. This was just a simple noise of joy? Something felt odd about that, but Sigurd understood why. It would be fair to assume others are excited for this opportunity, especially if they have constantly grown up in New York with many different superheroes. He did respect the woman, who was named Mia, for her boldness though. Or was it impatience? Nevertheless, her casual attire of a tank top and jeans really showcased her agile form. A bit of speed to traverse the field of battle? Maybe there is inherent power behind those punches as similarly built Asgardian women often had. He smiled at remembering Brunnhilde and Sif. Hair was in a cute bun though.

Granted, before any pleasantries were given, a blonde haired woman stepped forward, surrounded by a large holographic screen. While this could have been magic, it was probably some form of technology based on the thing on her wrist. They were tricky ones to guesstimate everything, though it was not without trying. Granted, the dwarves of Nidavellir could probably beat it out. Blonde hair, blue eyes, a bit of freckles. Biker jacket. The rude introduction to Professor Hulk was a bit much, but Sigurd understood. If people were to try to dismantle Hofund, Sigurd would be greatly upset. He quickly grabbed the hilt on his side, reassuring it was there. Still could’ve been a bit better at handling the situation. Hazel may be a bit of an issue, but best leave her be for now. Especially as the general body language was giving off vibes of “I don’t want to be here.”

After that encounter, it was reassuring that someone else was here that apparently wanted to be here. Another female in striking red and black colors, long black hair, fiery blue eyes. Sigurd had seen her running from a conversation with one of the teachers as they were coming out, and the casual teacher continued to talk to the two that could be her parents. He simply smiled. ‘[color=fff200][i]At least I’m not the only one.[/i][/color]’ he thought, slightly happy that someone else has a family member in this academy. The slender form she had again brought out ideas of agility, though could never truly tell what each individual was capable of. The name Crimson Angel did catch his attention. He read a couple of the headlines featuring her, but never truly looked into them. Someone else had a bit of field experience as well. Granted, best to assume most people here have had some. Also safe to assume some people here were connected to prior heroes. Naturally many would gravitate to the school. Mazie’s eyes analyzing the Hulk did catch Sigurd’s attention a bit more though. Doing what he is doing… He can respect it. Though whether this was for fear or habit was to wait and be seen.

The male student that followed in after her though… Sigurd recognized him from some brief stints on social media. White hair, dark skin, light blue jacket. Sigurd didn’t know who he was exactly, but Professor Hulk seemed to recognize him, leading to a rather casual bit of banter. Thunderbolt… Was that this man’s name? While the new individual relaxed, Sigurd just briefly analyzed him more. Burn marks were across the jacket, probably something caused by his abilities. Based on the electrifying blue, it could be electricity, but why promote it that much? Granted, who was Sigurd to question. Hofund, a sword made to help control the Bifrost, was on his side. And, for all he knew, this could be someone who chose to primarily use blue flames.

Talking about showing off their abilities.a large metal suit came crashing into the sidewalk outside of the courtyard. One of the adults by the gate scolded the armored man. As the individual was rushing forward, Sigurd couldn’t help but chuckle. That landing was loud and made an impression. If Sigurd wasn’t trying his best to make a good impression, and was scared of Brunnhilde, he would have done something similar. When the helmet parted, there was a well toned, tan skin, with short black hair and brown eyes. Not much could be seen below the armor, but more than likely he worked out somewhat due to the face. Either that, or SIgurd is assuming things again. At least, Jason was going to be entertaining, even if Sigurd did not understand the armor.

Speaking of not understanding entirely what was happening, the loud roar of motorbikes were heard in the distance, and two rather short individuals walked into the courtyard. One definitely older than the older, with short black hair and larger muscles. However, that one quickly went to blend in with the background. Another teacher? I guess that left the… lack of a better term punk looking female that walked towards the Professor. Simple back jeans, jacket, and an AC/DC shirt. Long black hair, green eyes, and a bit of a resemblance to the older individual. Probably another legacy student, which was still good. But something felt off. Did she want to be here? Judging by the Professor's comments, probably not. Laura was at least being a bit more nice, addressing everyone, and Sigurd gave a slight nod, but not much more than that. While it could have been a smile, fangs barred can often mean danger. Or a warning. Though maybe she wasn’t going to be that bad. AC/DC was a fun band.

At least the last individual seemed more calm. Striking blonde hair, more biker ware with a white shirt and a black leather jacket. Also didn’t seem like he wanted to be here, though with the crowd it made sense. The students were dispersing a bit, but still, there was a rather large gathering in front of him. Not much guesstimating who or what this man could do, though the other loud motor at least meant there was another form of transport. Means Sigurd doesn’t have to explain to these people he has been stagnant on growing his Bifrost abilities much. 

Still, it was about time Sigurd tried to socialize. He blinked and the glow from his eyes faded. There were obvious choices to avoid, mostly out of respect. He was about to approach either Mia or Mazie, seeing how one was super excited about being here and the other was similar enough to Sigurd to strike a casual conversation with, when Hulk tried to gather everyone’s attention.

That was until a man in red and black spandex came flying through the window and landed crotch first into the metal gate. Siguird just had to wince at that, as any metal to the groin is painful. Just getting hit there is hard, but the force and metal add onto it.

Another armored individual, who Sigurd did recognize as War Machine, landed next to Hulk, proclaiming to keep Deadpool out. Apparently this was going to be a common issue, huh? Either way, after a brief pause due to the absurdity of the situation, a tour was appreciated.

Hulk, “Happy,” and War Machine quickly took the students around the school, detailing different things that they would appreciate. Of course the courtyard was where they were, and definitely had a big area for many different outdoor activities. Sigurd just kept calmly glancing all over it, knowing this may be a good place to practice certain types of powers and abilities, even if it's not intended. It did somewhat remind him of the training grounds New Asgard had before being settled, and often the wide open spaces that many cadets used to practice battle and war formations. Or what happened the day after the snap when those creatures came to fight against us. 

Now, while many tours would lead people around the first floor, due to one individual having on a large set of armor, it was best to showcase a couple of the more state of the art areas. Quickly making his way through the door, he followed the group down into the sub levels, where there was a large cylindrical hallway that seemed to branch out. These primarily lead to a couple of locker rooms. The two big things to note were the larger rooms at either end of the largest hallway. To the left was the Danger Room. A place where training was the priority, especially when developing one’s unique abilities. Needless to say, Sigurd was impressed and eager to try it. However, Professor Hulk did emphasize it is not to be used without supervision, else things will get out of hand. Sigurd simply nodded to that. It only made sense.

The other room though was something else. A large open workshop with plenty of room for many different individuals to work on a variety of different things. Maybe even a giant robot as seen with the Sentinels or other various media. Sigurd was impressed at the sheer scale and room of it all, with the large complex tools and gadgets. This was definitely for the more technologically inclined, but maybe this is the best place for Sigurd to perform routine maintenance on his armor and Hofund. Of course it was just moving the material inside, but that shouldn’t be too hard for each individual. Sigurd even sent a little nod at Jason when he stepped out of the armor, respecting the muscular physique.

Now that the bigger areas were accounted for, Sigurd followed the crowd back up throughout the school’s first floor.

Starting off things there was the infirmary, pleasantly called the Nurse’s Office. Honestly, infirmary or ER would be a better way to describe this area, with plenty of medical equipment and space to handle anything that could happen to all of these youths. Sigurd appreciated all of this care, knowing full well the dangers that could happen. He was a bit more durable, but someone could easily get hurt. The vast amount of staff was also greatly appreciated, meaning someone should always be on hand.

In stark contrast to the large medical ward, the simple office of counselor Happy Hogan was small. Granted, he does have two rooms for it. A simple waiting area outside his main office contains simple lounge chairs and books, with a small TV to pass the time and watch things and pass time between his appointments. This room was connected to a bit of a larger room, with one of those chairs you often see psychiatrists use to one side, and a large desk in the back. Surrounding the room were cabinets and bookshelves filled with a variety of material. This was the place to come to if you had personal issues, or something needed to be sorted. 

Along with a couple of smaller classrooms, there was this large gymnasium that Sigurd just simply smiled at. Half of the large room was filled with weight lifting for a variety of different exercise regions, with an open floor plan taking up most of the yoga and other stretches taking up the other half. Beyond this room were two larger rooms. One had a basketball court and some stands for possible games with the X-Man Institute probably, and everything could be retracted or lowered for a variety of sports, like indoor volleyball. The other one had a large pool for swimming and other activities. 

Right next to that was of course the school cafeteria, which was connected to a large kitchen. Honestly, both areas were rather large and full of room for a variety of students and dietary needs. Thinking more about everything that could be offered, Sigurd grew a bit hungry. He did skip breakfast, so hopefully there would be a full meal soon.

Though right now was not that time. The group traveled upstairs, where it was mostly filled with classrooms and the principal’s office. That was until they got to the rather large library on the other end of the hallway. It had a vast array of books, some guarded behind a barrier. Those were probably books pertaining towards the arcane. Permission was needed to access these and, knowing the many tales of the Enchantress and Loki, this was for the best. Sigurd simply reached for his necklace, missing home a little bit. Though he was also a bit curious as to what tales he could find amongst these walls.

Or even better, see! As they left the library, they made their way downstairs out into a large building in the back. It was a rather large auditorium. Plenty of seats, with a large stage up front for whatever people would need, and Sigurd assumed plenty of room in the back for costume changes and everything. This was going to be an excellent area to help different plays come to life, or have large and radical concerts, and Sigurd smiled at that thought. Though realistically he knew this might be a place for movie nights on the large backdrop. As long as no one tried to sing Hip Hop or Rap in this area while he was here, Sigurd would be happy. 

Of course, to round out all of the tour, Sigurd followed the group to the other large building in the back. This was going to be the dormitory, where everyone would be able to sleep and “hang out” to get to know each other. Not the best way to end it all off, but it was something. It allowed everyone to sit back and relax. Though the fact that they would have four roomates did catch Sigurd off guard. While it would make sense, as they would want everyone to form bonds and get along, it would mean his early morning routine may have to happen in the courtyard or large central area of the student hub. A slight inconvenience, but nothing more, so he shrugged it off.

This was going to be an interesting experience.