Speaking Of Excess... [Part 2 of 2]
Immediately he called the institute and demanded Thor get down here and fly him there; he didn't give specifics. He ripped off his pinstriped bathrobe and began pulling on his underpants and then his pinstriped suit - he just wore a punk rock t-shirt beneath and didn't bother with a full shirt and tie. Ohfuckohfuckohfuck he thought as he dashed up the building's stairwell with his heart thundering and pupils dilated by both adrenaline and cocaine. As he stood on the roof and waited for Thor he figeted and paced; part of him couldn't help but appreciate the irony that he was trying to save his loathed high-school from a massacre... but Hank and Jean and both of the Logans and ohholyfuckpleaseThorhurryup....
While he waited, he called Logan and told him what had happened. Logan told him that Remy would hear soon. And Damon too. His anxieties peaked immediately before he saw Thor in the sky and the pickup was fast and effortless.
Plus the trip to the institute was really exciting on coke. Wind in his hair, his blood pumping with a mix of terror and dread and adrenaline, the sensation of every nerve in his skin on the absolute knife-edge, the lights of Manhattan surrounding him like starlight distended through hyperspace travel, and his exhales leaving contrails of frost... hoo boy, after that triple-cream icecream and half-dozen donuts I'm gonna have a coronary at this rate!
Yet he didn't say one word to Thor as the flight upstate continued; he may have been travelling at an almost-tornadic air speed but there were no whoops of excitement even as his pulse reached the frequency of a machine gun.
Pleasepleaseplease don't let me arrive just to see blood splattered all over the walls... Let's keep my life separate from Dario Argento films...
Thor slowed down and dropped him off at the lawn in front of the main door; he kept his momentum going as he ran forward and bounded up towards the entrance. The heavy wood panels opened and he ran across the floor of the familiar (and thankfully blood-free) main hall. "Ragnar!?!" he frantically yelled and expelled whisps of frost from his lungs. "I'm here man! Where are you?! Please don't tell me you've gone whacko already?"