Gunnar Thorson
It appeared that rather than outright attempt to solve the issue of Victory Stark, that the group instead would try to find a new base first. Some ideas of telling the parents had been thrown around, but Gunnar seriously doubted what Mr and Mrs Stark could do in regard to controlling Victory. The girl was selfish, undisicplined and not likely to listen to parents. However, since it wasn't Gunnar's place to question other people's families, especially when his had so many problems, his concerns went unspoken. Instead he left the gathering to change into his uniform.
He reappeared a moment later dressed in clothes of similar design to his father Thor's traditional garb, minus the cape. They were made from Asgardian materials and so were able to withstand the stresses that he would undoubtedly exert on the clothing. Metallic-like plates covered the underside of his arms, they were a handy addition that let him deflect close ranged attacks or long range projectiles if he was quick enough. Hanging from either side of his belt were his double bladed daggers, designed and crafted in Asgard. Each was inscribed with rune-like markings that depicted the blades' story. Gunnar used them not only for physical fighting, but also for directing bolts of lightning.
Gunnar caught Amanda's remark, “I think it would be best if I didn't release anymore photos or videos of our off time. Since we have stalkers and everything, now.”
He nodded his agreement before directing his question at everyone in the room,
"So, what next?"
Johanna Thorsdottir
Johanna's question of finding a new base seemed to be solved quickly. Benji, it appeared, had already spotted a suitable location for the base, a decrepit sanitarium. No doubt it would need work to get it up to standard but if there were ever a group of individuals with more drive then those gathered her, than Johanna would be surprised. She was certain that it wouldn't take long to ready the building to their specifications. As the rest of the gang began to move out to other rooms to change Johanna grabbed one of the remaining cherries and made her way into a back room.
She reappeared a moment later. Like her older brother, Johanna's clothes were Asgardian. Tough, durable and allowing ease of movement, the material was perfect for a being of Johanna and Gunnar's ability, after all her clothing had to be able to cope with being torn at by hurricane force winds as Gunnar's had to cope with lightning bolts. She too had preferred not to follow her father's example and had passed up the idea of a cape, feeling that the extra material would have been more of a hindrance than anything else. Her outfit was close-fitting and had the same metallic accents as her brother. Across her back her magical sword Norðri was strapped, easily accessible should she need it.
Johanna leaned back against the door and waited for suggestions to be put up or orders to be given. Her eyes flicked over to Loki. She had deliberately ignored his earlier words, knowing that the majority of them were designed to simply cause drama. Yet she couldn't deny that some of them had unsettled her.
"...Though, sometimes keeping things secret from another is difficult, don't you think?..."
Those words had surely been directed at Gunnar and Johanna, after all they were both aware of the secret of Astrid and Asbjorn's birth mother. Johanna's eyes had reflexively glanced from Astrid and Asbjorn and then to Gunnar after Loki spoke. Her brother, also able to read between the lines of Loki's words, had done remarkably well in maintaining his cool. Nevertheless the conversation had moved on and Johanna was almost certain that neither Astrid nor Asbjorn had noticed the brief moment.