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The Godstorm came at New York City, gathering other storms nearby to it. It wanted power Thor's little hammer couldn't easily undo. The Godstorm had underestimated the god once. If he showed up again, he would be ready. His reach was expansive. All along the Atlantic Coast, they felt his raging wrath. Even glancing touches from his circulating clouds brought damage.

There was warning he was coming, but Godstorm cared not one whit. He want right toward the harbor, using its funneling effect and the high tides from the moon to shove torrents of water into the megalopolis. He pushed on shore, making his way inland.

He was looking for something. Not that the small people trying to survive the hurricane coming ashore knew that. Their survival was not even a concern. He just pushed on land and spread his reach. He pushed his storm inland and the requisite flooding came with it. The winds howled and shards of glass broke off skyscrapers and added sharp damage to the mayhem.

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Mira was sore all over, the training session with Nicky had taught her one thing at least. Out of armor she was in WAY over her head. Not that she was going to complain though. Only reason she had ditched the armor was the simulation had thrown an EMP at it that had taken it out for a few minutes.

Despite being sore she was on the bike, mostly to get some fresh air. thumbing the button to open up a com channel she had the bike's AI call up Vincent, she was in the mood to actually just do something silly, and figured might be fun to drag him along. Coney Island would work, her bike could get jealous of a roller coaster for all she cared. "Hey Vincent, you busy with anything? Well okay anything with time constraints?"

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Bruce sat in his chair in the meeting room, mulling over the report he was writing for the files on their battle at Project Pegasus. Yes, they'd stopped the super-villains, but he had the feeling that they'd really lost the day. According to PEGASUS's inventory, a handful of scientific devices had been stolen, but nothing that was expressly dangerous in and of itself. Just various pieces of energy research.

Sure, you could probably eventually turn some of it into a power source for a weapon, but there were way easier ways out there. And how had they managed to steal anything? Security cameras briefly showed some kind of blur, but not one of the super-villains they'd been fighting.

It didn't add up.

Fortunately, the others (and their new SHIELD Liaison, possibly less fortunate there) were on their way for a meeting. He'd even (somewhat reluctantly) called in Vincent to get a scientific viewpoint on things.

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She had managed to survive the questioning from S.H.I.E.L.D. though she had a feeling that they weren't really done when she and the others were released, but not like they knew anything else.

She was still trying to figure out how she had been grabbed from the mansion, though that wasn't where she had been asked to be dropped off in the early morning. At this point she didn't care. The agent that had driven her was still waiting, despite her telling him it would be fine. Ringing for Vincent's place she waited for him to answer hoping he was still up.

That was when her bike decided to try to reconnect with her. It started as a light tingling in the arm with the band, which she shook, hoping it was just nerves. Few seconds later it was burning, actually bringing her to her knees, biting down on her lip she leaned against the doorjamb cradling the arm with her other. By then the Agent had left her, at least she wouldn't be poked and prodded by their medics. She closed her eyes a moment reaching for her cell to try to call home, if Vincent didn't get there soon she was going to get them to pick her up.

"Please... cool it, I know you're angry so am I. Just ease up the link." The words were barely mumbled as her hand fumbled and she dropped her cell, the number for the mansion dialing.

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Mira was scrambling, trying to find something decent to wear, even if technically she was just going to visit Vincent in the lab. Six outfits later she came out of her room, Lucifer over her shoulder. She was actually wearing HEELS! the skirt was tastefully summery and the sleeveless blouse looked more model than rocker.

"Ugh, I'm already running late," She started for the door, dialing for a cab because no way in hell was she going to ride her bike in this get up. Hopefully no one else in the house would see her dolled up, she had a feeling she'd never live it down.

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Vincent let out a sigh. He'd been sitting across the street from Avengers Mansion for about half an hour, trying to build up the resolve to approach. It had been a while. Long enough for some of the sting to come out, but hopefully not so long that his appearance would be unwarranted entirely. It was still something hard for him; apologizing, that is. He needed to do something though. The Avengers had taken him in when they had no reason to, before he'd found his own footing, and they were a part of his new life in this world.

The relationship isn't going to fix itself anytime soon.

He adjusts his bag, and walks up to the gate, wondering if he's going to be subject to anti-personnel measures, or if he's still got clearance.

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Once things had gotten settled and she realized she had more than enough of her own works to display, Alisa rented out some gallery space in Manhattan to showcase it all. She was positively giddy about getting her work out in the open, as well as teaching art classes from her personal studio. All were close to her apartment, so she merely had to walk over to the gallery to open the doors.

The sign above the Gallery simply said "Gallery LeBeau", which gave her a sense of pride. This was something she always dreamed about doing. Now that the Guilds were out of her life and she had finally gone legit, things were really looking up.

Tonight would be a "free night" to display her artwork, before she would begin charging admission. Only half of of the paintings were priced to sell, while the others would be kept in her private collection. No food or alcohol would be served at this event, as it was something Alisa hated seeing at Art Galleries. People should not get wasted or stuff themselves while viewing artwork! It could only lead to disaster!

Dressed in a rather retro 1950's dress with white gloves and a matching red high heel on her foot (as her other leg had no need for a show. The glories of having a prosthetic), Alisa stood behind the desk in her gallery. She waited for people to come in and see the all the art she had on display.

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Current Location: Manhattan, NYC

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Vincent was restless. School was now a part-time affair, and he was working from home for his obligations to Stark most of the time. There had been no crime-fighting to speak of, and only some token magical research to keep his skills sharp. He hadn't started a pet project in ages.

...so maybe he could start one.

He let his mind wander back to the rescue he'd made of that armored girl, Mira, in the river. There had been serial numbers on a couple of the components of her equipment. Serial numbers mean registration, and contact information. It doesn't take him more than a couple minutes to have a cell number.

"Hello, Mira?"

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The eight foot tall Hulk wandered the streets, not really knowing where it was. Its heavy footfall sometimes making things shake just a little. Most people and things gave it a wide berth. Those that didn't got growled at; then they gave it an entire sidewalk to itself.

It wasn't sure where it was going. It had just destroyed the building that had captured it. Or destroyed the building over the mad doctor's lab who had captured it. Either way, there was rubble behind the Hulk, on its shoulders, and in its hair.

It walked down the street, looking around. It was trying to figure out where it could go to have some peace. To get away from the doctor it had left behind in the rubble.

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So... that was it. He wasn't an Avenger anymore. Vincent felt very uncertain, about almost everything. He'd already spoken to Bruce, and consulted with his academic advisor about temporarily scaling back his course-load. He had an appointment with Stark at the end of the week to discuss his position there. Audhild was going to be well-educated and provided for. He'd even worked out a grocery list for the next few weeks and fully cleaned the apartment.

He'd done everything he could think of, he'd been so intent on putting this off.

He picks up the phone and dials a number that he'd resolved not to for some time.

"Hello... Roxanne."

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The portal from Vincent's magic opened on one of the middle levels of the Norse universe. Snow crunched under boots and bare feet as the Avengers assembled in the realm of giants. The sharp, craggy land was as welcoming as an ice pick between the shoulder blades. But out there in the cold and blowing landscape was a young girl waiting to be rescued.

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Tensions were running high, but that was par for the course, given everything that had just happened. The Avengers were back at Avengers Mansion, mugs of hot tea, hot cocoa, and mead being passed around as wounds and injuries were tended to and salves and painkillers were being administered by Night Nurse, who had presumably been called in by Jarvis.

Niklas Thorson of Asgard - currently better known as Nicky Blake of Midgard - snapped the cape off of his armor and leaned against the wall. He was silent, waiting for the planning to commence, of things that needed to happen next. It was something he would be left out of - Hela had succeeded in locking him out of Asgard for the forseeable future - but he was only too glad to stay here and help out with the planning, give the others whatever information they needed about his home...perhaps give them a note to send to his father, who he had not seen for awhile now.

Gratefully, he accepted a large, frothy mug of mead from Jarvis and took a long gulp.

Then, when everyone seemed as though they were ready, Nicky nodded his head.

“I suppose we should work out a plan for what comes next.”

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The Avengers will arrive in Time's Square in short order. They will see Frost Giants moving out quickly. There are a few standing guard over something but there is nice and snow shooting up into the air so it isn't obvious right away that it is the Cask of Winter.

But there are many Frost Giants gathered here. It is an invading army.

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Vincent had deliberated for some time after receiving Erin's Valentine's Day present. He was reasonably flattered, but more than that, he was annoyed with himself and confused. The confusion was since he was still on the rebound from Roxanne, and wasn't quite sure he was ready for another relationship. On the other hand, there was no need for it to be particularly serious, right? He could just go on a normal date with this girl who was apparently interested in him, right?

The fact that he hadn't noticed her attraction to him was the cause for the annoyance. Distraught over Roxanne or not, he should be more perceptive than that. For shame.

So, when next he finds her by herself at the Mansion, he's worked up the resolve to ask her out.

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It was February 14th. And all across New York (and a little bit of New Jersey) superheroes had to deal with someone somewhere wanting them to:

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As soon as Vincent is about to arrive to collect anyone willing to go with him on the rescue mission to Asgard things start to go very wrong. There is suddenly snow pouring down from the sky in Times Square and reports of Frost Giants coming out to attack different parts of the city. The Avengers are going to have to decide what they are going to do really fast.

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Kristoff arrived precisely on time for his sister's next lesson, being careful not to trigger any Avengers security protocols as he waited in the appropriate point and rang the doorbell.

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((OOC Note: This takes place immediately after this post))

Jay had not wasted much time once he ascertained that Audhild was truly gone and not conveniently stashed under a table or something. He never took a trickster for granted. His heavy footfalls sounded down the hallways as he scrambled to find someone more responsible than him.

Possibly someone with more tact to tell Vincent.

Maybe the former X-Lady was around. Jay did not really pay attention to what her schedule was.

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This was good. This was very good. Vincent smiled to himself as he removed the goggles he wore during final assembly of the exoskeleton he'd been working on for Stark. (He didn't need them, given his physiology, but there had been something about insurance regulations, and some comment about someone named 'Monstro' from Damage Control still wearing a hardhat.)

Well, the project he and the rest of the team had been working on. Stark had given him some stock lines about needing to learn to work as part of a team, whether or not defending the planet was involved. Not that Vincent was looking forward to admitting it, but the old man had been right. Besides not taking on all the work himself, having to explain the finer points of his designs had forced Vincent to reexamine some of the schematics and find several improvements to be made.

"Mister McDonough," Vincent addressed their first human volunteer for the prototype's testing, "Oh behalf of the company, we want to thank you again for your assistance. Are you ready to begin?"

The older man nodded, with a twinkle in his eye for some reason that Vincent couldn't quite identify, and extended his hand. It was palsied. Two of Vincent's teammates helped slip the exoskeleton in place over it. It was slightly bulky, and more than a little garish, but all the initial tests had been positive so far.

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Tony didn't spend an overly large amount of time at the Avenger's mansion these days. Not if he could help it. This was a special occasion, though. Today, he was going to introduce the kid to their new teacher. He suspected that many of them knew of her already, but proper introductions were only polite. Besides, he wanted to make sure They all knew to give her the proper respect. Anyone who gave her issues would answer to him and his primary methods of discipline were pay cuts and firing... nobody wanted that.

He waited with Kitty in the main living room at the mansion and waited for the kids to gather.

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The Next Generation of Marvel Heroes

[Godstorm] Riding Out the Storm

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Figuring it out (Avengers, SHIELD)

Not the week she asked for.

It's not a date? (Open Avengers and Vincent)

Guy talk, maybe?

Gallery LeBeau Grand Opening (Open to all)

Retirement Just Isn't For Everyone

The Devil Made Him Do It

Picking Up The Pieces

Jotunheim

To Storm Asgard

Attack on New York (All US teams on deck!)

An Entirely Decent (If Ill-informed) Proposal (set after Asgard and Valentine's Day)

Valentine's Day ((Open))

A battle on two fronts

(Immediately After the Kidnapping)

Holy Crap, There's Trouble!

Nose to the Grindstone (open to science people or kidnapping notifications)

It's kind of like home.

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