07-14-2005, 04:44 AM
With his attention focused solely on the task at hand, Hogun failed to notice the entity that now clung quietly at the back of his boot. For as radiant as Hogun felt to Cloak, it was a fact the Asgardian owed entirely to his celestial heritage. In truth he was but a soldier and not as observant as some of his kinsmen. Taking advantage of this, the Cloak searched the Asgardianâs mind as carefully as it could for the smallest inkling of whom or what this Kya was. But the Cloak found that the godlingâs mind was not so easy to maneuver as it might have hoped. Hogun held the answers, this much Cloak could tell, but it would not be so easy to uncover them. If there was more time the truth may be revealed, but time was something Hogun wasnât known for wasting. Before the Cloak could dig any deeper for the answers it sought, Hogun and Yarsug took mount and made ready to take flight. It was now up to the Cloak to decide if it was willing to risk putting even more distance between itself and its team to find out exactly how much this god knew.
To say that Logan awoke in an unpleasant mood would be an obvious understatement. Paigeâs simple suggestion to lay low for a while longer was all it took for the easily angered man to lash out at his own teammates in an attempt to intimidate and control them and his surroundings. He was a man out of his element who was doing anything within the limits of his power to recapture that which he felt he had lost. That included trying to knock them into next week. But Logan was ignorant of his teammateâs defenses, which were more than enough to deal with a simple force blast. Iron Fist rolled with the attack, executing a much practiced series of flips and rolls that placed him gracefully back onto his feet, facing his brash teammate. Paige did not have Dannyâs acrobatic skills to fall back on, but she did have a mutant ability which made up for it in spades. She could do nothing to dodge the force blast, but she could keep it from doing her any damage. As it impacted against her young frame, she put all of her concentration into her power. Husk slammed into a full length glass medicine cabinet against the far wall, shredding her skin to ribbons. But it did not matter, for she had already transformed her sub-dermal form which could now easily be seen beneath her tattered flesh. Sharp, angular orange colored stone now covered her body from head to toe, more than enough to withstand the attack. Husk now stood glaring at her teammate, wondering how he had ever been recruited for this team. But before any of the three could react further, a deep voice, laced heavily with an unmistakable New York accent boomed from the arched doorway, âWhotta you think yer doinâ in here? This ainât Romper Room, kiddies. Ifân yas wants to rough house, take it outside. But I wonât letcha tear our hospital to bits just cause yer steamed at Pietro.â With a heavily chomped cigar clenched between his teeth, Ben Grimm winked at Paige, obviously approving of her choice of appearance. Unimpressed and anything but intimidated, the Thing walked over to Logan and crossed his arms over his chest with a heavy thud and a stone on stone grinding sound. âHowsabout we take a walk?â
Making his point clear, Pietro answered Victoriaâs misgivings concerning their purpose, âThe Asgardians are our only worry. Itâs been that way for a long time now. And frankly, if you arenât here to help with that, then you and yours might as well get out of our way: we have a war to wage. But just for your information, Kya is at the center of those plans. So before you run from the fight, you may want to think about how much you care about your cause, and to what lengths you will go to see it done.â But before any more could be said on the subject, a loud crash echoed through the chamber, emanating from the direction of the infirmary. Quicksilver realized that he must not have punched Logan hard enough, so without another word to Victoria, the silver speedster turned and made his way toward the commotion, taking most of the curious cave dwellers with him. This allowed Abbey the opportunity she needed to share her findings with Victoria. She told her pale skinned teammate, along with Alex, Franki and Barry who were also gathered around, of what she had discovered. She showed them the first few pages of the history book that she had found, illustrating the beginnings of the Norse Gods. And even though Abbey hadnât managed to scan more than a few pages, she had glimpsed more of the book, and she did her best to relay the information that she had committed to memory. The most vivid passage was of coarse that which dealt with the most recent of history: the unsettling tale of how Asgard had come to Earth and imposed its rule upon that which the gods called Midgard. Of coarse the humans fought back against the unwanted authority of the would be Gods, and many lives were lost. The event that stood out and carried the most weight in the tale was the destruction of New York City. Of coarse the Asgardian tome had it written that the humans were to blame entirely. They had supposedly infiltrated mighty Asgard and brought it to ruin over their own fair city, utterly destroying both in the process. And then, as a testament to their eventual triumph, New Asgard was built upon the ruins of New York. It was anyoneâs guess as to how much of the tales were true. For as they say, history is written by the victorious. And it was more than obvious to Victoria and the others, huddled beneath the tiny oppressed village of Landsbystyv, that the Asgardians had won the day.
To say that Logan awoke in an unpleasant mood would be an obvious understatement. Paigeâs simple suggestion to lay low for a while longer was all it took for the easily angered man to lash out at his own teammates in an attempt to intimidate and control them and his surroundings. He was a man out of his element who was doing anything within the limits of his power to recapture that which he felt he had lost. That included trying to knock them into next week. But Logan was ignorant of his teammateâs defenses, which were more than enough to deal with a simple force blast. Iron Fist rolled with the attack, executing a much practiced series of flips and rolls that placed him gracefully back onto his feet, facing his brash teammate. Paige did not have Dannyâs acrobatic skills to fall back on, but she did have a mutant ability which made up for it in spades. She could do nothing to dodge the force blast, but she could keep it from doing her any damage. As it impacted against her young frame, she put all of her concentration into her power. Husk slammed into a full length glass medicine cabinet against the far wall, shredding her skin to ribbons. But it did not matter, for she had already transformed her sub-dermal form which could now easily be seen beneath her tattered flesh. Sharp, angular orange colored stone now covered her body from head to toe, more than enough to withstand the attack. Husk now stood glaring at her teammate, wondering how he had ever been recruited for this team. But before any of the three could react further, a deep voice, laced heavily with an unmistakable New York accent boomed from the arched doorway, âWhotta you think yer doinâ in here? This ainât Romper Room, kiddies. Ifân yas wants to rough house, take it outside. But I wonât letcha tear our hospital to bits just cause yer steamed at Pietro.â With a heavily chomped cigar clenched between his teeth, Ben Grimm winked at Paige, obviously approving of her choice of appearance. Unimpressed and anything but intimidated, the Thing walked over to Logan and crossed his arms over his chest with a heavy thud and a stone on stone grinding sound. âHowsabout we take a walk?â
Making his point clear, Pietro answered Victoriaâs misgivings concerning their purpose, âThe Asgardians are our only worry. Itâs been that way for a long time now. And frankly, if you arenât here to help with that, then you and yours might as well get out of our way: we have a war to wage. But just for your information, Kya is at the center of those plans. So before you run from the fight, you may want to think about how much you care about your cause, and to what lengths you will go to see it done.â But before any more could be said on the subject, a loud crash echoed through the chamber, emanating from the direction of the infirmary. Quicksilver realized that he must not have punched Logan hard enough, so without another word to Victoria, the silver speedster turned and made his way toward the commotion, taking most of the curious cave dwellers with him. This allowed Abbey the opportunity she needed to share her findings with Victoria. She told her pale skinned teammate, along with Alex, Franki and Barry who were also gathered around, of what she had discovered. She showed them the first few pages of the history book that she had found, illustrating the beginnings of the Norse Gods. And even though Abbey hadnât managed to scan more than a few pages, she had glimpsed more of the book, and she did her best to relay the information that she had committed to memory. The most vivid passage was of coarse that which dealt with the most recent of history: the unsettling tale of how Asgard had come to Earth and imposed its rule upon that which the gods called Midgard. Of coarse the humans fought back against the unwanted authority of the would be Gods, and many lives were lost. The event that stood out and carried the most weight in the tale was the destruction of New York City. Of coarse the Asgardian tome had it written that the humans were to blame entirely. They had supposedly infiltrated mighty Asgard and brought it to ruin over their own fair city, utterly destroying both in the process. And then, as a testament to their eventual triumph, New Asgard was built upon the ruins of New York. It was anyoneâs guess as to how much of the tales were true. For as they say, history is written by the victorious. And it was more than obvious to Victoria and the others, huddled beneath the tiny oppressed village of Landsbystyv, that the Asgardians had won the day.