My dear guardian of the tower Potts. Thor sends his regards and we have a delivery. The refugee sort of delivery. If it pleases you, I turn them over to your custody.
[OOC: Arrivals from yesterday can assume that they have been led by Fandral through the bifrost to Stark Industries for processing. Women can also assume that they have been flirted with because that's what happens when you leave Fandral in charge of things :D]
[Yesterdays tesseract arrivals]
Welcome to Midgard my new found friends! I do hope that you are finding it to your liking.