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Of course some of the other students were going to be apprehensive about the dorm arrangements. Many probably never had to worry about sharing the rooms. However, Mia got it right on the money. Similar to the barracks back in New Asgard, this was meant to form strong team bonds, and have people be able to understand one another. Form strategies with those around them, and slowly work on collaboration and communication skills. Sigurd continued to looked at Professor Hulk, not really surprised at this.

Similarly so with the fact they would be co-ed. Male and female students rooming together. Again, not unusual for the Asgardian as, during the process of building New Asgard, many male and females had to dorm together as the buildings were being constructed. Though dorm isn’t really the word to use here considering it was mostly made of tents. However, even after that many Valkyrie trainees did still bunk with the other soldiers. Whatever War Machine meant by his comment… Well Sigurd had heard of a few stories. It was nice they were willing to trust everyone though.

He was ready to greet his fellow roommates and properly set aside Hofund for a time, assuming that today was going to be the everyday routine normally people would expect from a school. However, he did not expect this. Danger happening across town? While Sigurd respected Hulk’s concern, surely this was going to be a better test of their abilities. Based on War Machine’s reaction to it, this should be something very street level, and focus more on coordination. Simple get in and get out quick. It was nice that “Happy” was going to be there at least, though it was debatable if he would be of much help in the field.

Despite desiring to be more stoic right now, Sigurd couldn’t help but smile. ‘[color=fff200][i]Time to show them.[/i][/color]’ was all he could think to himself as the group made their ways to the locker rooms.

The locker rooms were very well put together, and said lockers would definitely be nearly impenetrable. A fine place to hang his suit and maybe Hofund, though admittedly he rather have the sword in his room. There was not much else that could be said or done though, as there really wasn’t much time, and he was already geared up and ready to go. Sigurd shoved his card into a pocket beneath his breastplate, changing it into a simple trading card from his youth. He could just teleport it away, but due to the device's versatility, it was better to have this ready and hidden. Of course now would be a perfect time to see what was happening in town, but there wasn’t any time for Sigurd to relax and concentrate.

Sigurd sat patiently in the Quinjet, taking in Happy’s  brief description of the plan. His heart did go out to Sir Hogan as he detected the concern for this rather chipper man. Yet Hogan seemed to snap himself back, if only to provide the last bit of information. The tower was massive, and normally this would be something to admire. However, the falling body of Pepper was already giving Sigurd too much concern. He was about to yell over to Jason to get her, as he had the ability to fly.

Then the large green beam of energy crashed into the ship Sigurd gripped hard to his seat, denting the metal in the process as the Quinjet skidded into the streets below. No time to give compliments to Hogan for the safe landing.

Sigurd rushed towards the open hatch and looked out, Hofund unhooked from his side, but still sheathed. He glared out of it for a second, before turning back.

Normally, he would try to let the others have a chance to say something, but this wasn’t normal. Sigurd yelled at the group, “[color=fff200]Jason! Get Mrs. Stark! Make sure she is safe then join back![/color]” Hopefully the flying machine could get to her fast enough to catch the fall, though something did concern him from his brief stint looking that way. “[color=fff200]Large monster approaching her location![/color]” He wasn’t able to tell exactly, but it may be concerning.

“[color=fff200]Five outside the building. Unknown abilities.[/color]” He glanced over at the more… human looking individuals in the other stoic individual who snapped about beds being beds, Mazie, Thunderbolt, Mia, and the siblings. “[color=fff200]Keep distant until you see an opening. Provide suppressing fire if you can. Civilians seem gone.[/color]” He did not mean to insult anyone’s capabilities, but judging based on appearance, there were maybe only one or two that could survive a head on collision with that blast. Himself and….

He turned towards Laura. Whatever the concerning feeling he had about her was going to have to be correct. “[color=fff200]You. Come with me, or do as you wish.[/color]” He shifted the sword in his hands, before stepping out. His golden armor glistened in the sun as he dropped his visor.

He let loose a bellowing “[color=fff200]CHAAAARRRGE![/color]” as he raced towards the group. This was a rather dumb maneuver, but maybe he could direct attention over towards himself while the rest got into a better situation. Even if Laura wasn’t as durable as Sigurd thought, this would give her a bit of an opening. This wasn’t time to start doubting your gut though. At the very least this could drag the monster back his way as well. 

Rushing at the enemy, the only thought in his mind was it was time to go.