Enzo Nigma's Story

Clank clank, clank clank. The sound of metal violently clashing against metal filled the young Asgardian Prince's penthouse. Well, young is a relative term for people such as his. Magni struck at several steel training dummies placed in a circle around him. Instead of using his usual Asgardian weapons he was using some steel swords. For training it's not very ideal to use his Vargfang, as the Uru metal it is composed of would easily tear through the training dummies. And he has been 'encouraged' not to destroy ever training equipment he uses, much to his dismay. It's much more impressive when he breaks something meant to withstand the strength of someone such as Luke Cage, or another super strong hero.

As Magni continued his precious, and powerful strikes on the dummies, he soon buried his sword into the chest of the training tool as he heard the synthetic voice of the machine that runs most of the academy. Jarvis or whatever the humans called it. Magni pays little mind to it. Humans and their oh so advanced inventions. He finds it quite amusing. Magni let out a slight sigh. "By Odin this had better be something actually worth my time." He groaned. He placed a sheath on his back that held his Vargfang, and attached his Trua Bjorn to his hip. He was ready for whatever the day had in store for him.

Magni made his way to the elevator, and stared at the button to L1. He carefully reached his hand towards it, seemingly inching his finger towards the button. He lightly tapped the button, and the elevator was on it's way. He had to be careful not to smash the button....again. It's rather difficult for him to interact with this delicate human technology. Most times he presses a button too hard, and ends up breaking the damn things. So annoying. As he exited the lift he saw the last bit of Wren's little musical number, and raised an eyebrow at it.

"I don't understand humans....and I pray I never do." He stated as he shook his head. As Magni approached the classroom he stared at the crate the one called Alfred had laid before him. Magni stare darted back and forth from the crate, and the elderly human, all while in complete and awkward silence. "This is for your weaponry sir." Alfred stated, breaking the growing silence. Magni continued to glare at him in silence. "For what purpose?" Magni asked in confusion. "If ye fear that I shall kill these students, I assure you I need no weaponry. I am an Asgardian God, my entire body is a weapon!" Magni bellowed with pride.

"Please sir, the other students are required to relinquish their weaponry as well." Alfred pleaded with him. Magni sighed, and rolled his eyes. He placed his sword, and hammer down in the crate, making a loud thud sound. "I expect my weapons back One Who's Worth Is Pennies. Or ye shall feel the wraith of the God of Strength." Magni growled at him. Alfred sighed at the title Magni placed upon him. "Yes, very good sir."

Magni entered the classroom, and first noticed Wren at the front of the class. He approached next to her and looked at her with a mixture of confusion, and curiosity, taking note of how she was sitting. He spun a chair next to her around, and sat in it backwards similar to her. He sat there for a little bit, shifting in the seat. "This feels....awkward, and uncomfortable. As well as inefficient." He declared as he stood up, and turned his chair back around, and sat normally. He then glanced over at Wren. "Why must you mortals do everything backwards?"

His attention was then brought to Phil. "Son of Cole you insult me. I need not a sword in hand to part head from neck. My body is my greatest weapon!" He growled at him.






Tommy rolled out of bed, and onto the floor as he was stirred up by the announcement by Jarvis. Tommy groaned as he ran his hand down his face. "Well fuck you too Jarvis." He moaned as he pulled himself up by his bed sheets. He let out a big lion like yawn as he stretched out. He rubbed his eyes, and continued to yawn. He quickly got himself dressed in his suit, and was out the door.

As he exited the elevator he continued to yawn, and ran his fingers through his hair. He approached Alfred, still not fully woken up. "Well isn't this a pleasant surprise. How are you this morning Master Kyle?" Alfred greeted him. "Tired, pissed off, annoyed, a little hungry, pick one. The sun can go fuck itself for all I car. And for the record I'm only here because I've got nothing better to do." He groaned. "Well, you're in a pleasant mood today. Weapons if you please." Alfred said as he tapped on the crate. Tommy rolled his eyes, and tossed his whip, throwing knives, and some shurikens into the crate.

Tommy then began to turn to enter the classroom before he was stopped by Alfred. "Your claws sir." He reminded him. Tommy rolled his eyes as he began taking off his gloves, and gauntlets. "Shove it up your limey ass old man." He growled at him before he entered the classroom. As he walked away he place his hands in his pockets, and smiled with a wolfish grin.

He took a seat in the back, on the opposite end of the class from Enzo. He pulled his hood over his head, and laid back in his chair. His eyes began opening, and closing as he tried to stay awake. He wasn't a morning person at all. He soon drifted back to sleep for a tiny cat nap.

Magni paid little mind to what Wren was saying. He noticed that many of the others were avoiding her, he didn't really understand why. She was no more confusing, or annoying than any other human to him. They were all so strange to him, and she was no different to him. He did raise a slight eyebrow as he was wondering what she was talking about, but he's learned to mostly tune her out when she begins babbling like this. Well her and the small spider-girl. "You can say that again." Wren chimed in at his statement about his body.

"My body is my greatest weapon. Why must I repeat myself?" Magni replied with a confused look. "This isn't to keep you all from killing each other. It's for you all to learn how to solve problems without guns, swords or whatever else. I hate to inform you Mr. Thorson and Ms. Wilson... But when danger comes, it usually happens when you aren't prepared for it." Coulson explained to them. Magni glared at him, his face showing that he was insulted. "I am the God of Strength, stronger than Thor. The crowned Prince of Asgard. I have several centuries of battle experience. I have lived longer than either of you ever will. Make no mistake, I am always prepared for battle Son of Cole."

Coulson rolled his eyes and sighed. "Alright that's enough. No need to get upset." He replied, hoping that would settle Magni down. The Asgardian Prince groaned in annoyance as he leaned back in his chair slightly. He then glanced over at Wren, and then down at the floor. He should say something right? Be.....polite or whatever? He contemplated what to say to her. Humans were so strange to talk to. If he was back on Asgard his interactions with his friends were mostly bellowing, and testosterone filled headbutts.

Small talk. He needed to start with small talk. "Um....pleasant morning was it not?" Magni stated with some uncomfortableness. He rubbed the back of his head as he tried to think of something else to say.






Tommy continued to nap as people came in, not even noticing that Liz sat next to him. He woke up when he heard his name called by Ansari. He opened his eyes to her curly hair in his face, and wiped away a little bit of drool on the corner of his mouth. He looked up at her, seeing her bright smile. "Uh...morning Webhead.....though it's technically is the afternoon. I'm a nocturnal creature.....so good afternoon Webhead." He greeted back to her. He looked away from her smile, slightly blushing. She was always so nice, and open to him. It was something he appreciated. But he never really understood why she did so, they're about as opposite as it comes. He's not exactly the good guy, and he's the first to admit that.

He eyed her curiously as she asked him to come over to play some games with her friends. "Uh...sure, I guess. I've got nuttin else to do." He said as he stretched his arms out, and yawned. "I'll bring over the control I took from you.....ma wasn't a very good role model." He smirked at her. Yeah, the last time he was in her room he took one of her game controllers. And he was rather proud of that too by his tone. "So who else is coming?" He asked. He had to know who he was going to be dealing with. Though if he were a betting man he'd have to say it's probably the Drake twins, and Liz. Those were the usual suspects.

Tommy looked down at his clawless hands, and sighed in annoyance. "Man, I feel naked without my claws." He groaned. "And not in the fun way." He smirked, followed by a slight chuckle. "Don't see the point in taking my weapons, not like I can take on half the people here. Someone one like Magni, or Bane would just swat me away like a hundred and sixty pound fly." He added as he rubbed the back of his head. It was rather annoying for him to be so powerless when compared to people like them. Makes him feel so useless.

Magni eyed Wren curiously as she seemed to space out. Once she spoke again he was still rather confused. What was she talking about? "I thought you could not become ill? How would you have the plague?" He asked. He then sniffed the air to get a good whiff of her odor. "And as for your odor, it is no more unpleasant than the next human." He assured her. Why she would care if others sat near her was beyond him. He didn't care either way. Everyone was of little concern to the Asgardian Prince. Though he did find Wren....amusing at times.

"Yes, the Iliad. Sometimes referred to as the Song of Ilion, or the Song of Ilium. By the author Homer. Depicting the destruction of Troy." He stated. Thor had made it a point for him to be familiarized with some of the Midgard literature. "Father thought it best if I was familiar with human literature. I do not see the point in it." He explained. "Greeks are so......dramatic. A feeble people to be sure." He added with a note of contempt. Pfft, Greek Gods, as if. His attention was then brought back to Wren as she motioned around them.

"No. I have already decided to sit here. I shan't move." He asserted. "You are as adequate company as the next." He assured her. "You as uninteresting to me as the next." He added as he gestured around them. "Besides, what evidence do you have that you are the reason they avoid sitting up here? Perhaps it is me. Not that I care. Makes no difference to me if you, or anyone sits near me." He stated in a rather cold manner that is common for him. He wasn't really trying to make her feel better or anything, he was just stating his opinion.

And then they were joined by Jai West, the son of the Flash. Magni was barely able to keep up with his super fast speaking as he spoke to Wren. And then he turned to Magni. Magni rolled his eyes as he spoke. Like super strong? Sort of a God? He was super strong, and he was a God. "My strength knows no bounds, and I am a God." He corrected the speedster. "Very well. Only if you give me the same curtsy." Magni replied as he cracked his knuckles with a rather bloodthirsty look in his eye. "I wish to see a human body turned into a puddle."






[color-#000052]"I don't need charity."[/color] Tommy replied to Anasri's offer. He looked down at his hands as he twiddled his thumbs. "Well, in all fairness Magni is a lot lighter on his feet than he appears. Seriously, I bet he'd be a good dancer if you know he didn't want to go all Conan the Barbarian on everything." Tommy pointed out followed by a slight chuckle as he imagined Magni dancing. "Besides, isn't that kinda cheap talk coming from you guys? You guys have always had powers. Webhead you're about as fast, and agile as me without even trying. And Liz....well you can probably bench press as much as I can without using your arms."

"Meh whatever. I can be just as adaptable with my claws." Tommy added as he placed his hands behind his head, and leaned back in his chair. They were soon interrupted by the arrival of Renee, fashionably late of course. Tommy gave her a small nod hello. He then noticed Matt in the room, and slightly scuffed at his presence. "Well there's the nephew. Wonder where the niece is?" He muttered to himself. Well it was loud enough for those near him to hear him, but it was not directed to anyone.

Tommy chuckled slightly to himself as he thought of ways to mess with Matt. Since he had to give up his phone he could easily steal it from the old man, and feel it full of dude-on-dude action. Or maybe just animals going at it. He's not quite sure which would be funnier. He then glanced over at Liz who probably heard his thoughts about pranking Matt. 'Don't judge me. I'm a petty, petty man.' He thought to himself in case she was listening in on him.