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thelegion2016-12-05 05:00 pm
strangebargains) wrote in thelegion2016-12-05 05:00 pm
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[The image is shaky at first, since he's holding it. A moment later and the image stabilizes and becomes much more than a chin or pair of nostrils. Stephen comes into view, he's wearing a red cloak with a high collar but it isn't his cloak and he's pretty miffed she didn't get pulled into this universe.]
Hello, everyone, I figure it's best to see if there's anyone I know here. New arrival, Doctor Stephen Strange, if that name rings a bell I congratulate you. That means you're alive and well because I was probably your Doctor. You're welcome.
[He waves a yellow-gloved hand. Underneath they were scarred and ached in certain temperatures, so he figured it'd be best to protect them in this manner.]
Now I've done this whole multiverse song-and-dance deal before. If I'd had the foresight to bring the Eye of Agamotto with me I could have taken care of your little problem. Chronoblivion? Been there, done that.
[He gets a dark look, and shakes it off. That sound exactly like Dormammu and he wouldn't be surprised if that simply was what they called him in this universe.]
Too many times.
Plus, what's the deal with giant world-eating entities? Do they have a club or something? Is it like what they do for fun since they're all bored in their dimensions?
Anyway. I decided to join your little group of Legionaires. I can't use magic here for some reason, but apparently I can still do some things. It's a little different from what I'm used to, but it's nice not having to worry about losing your sling ring.
Hello, everyone, I figure it's best to see if there's anyone I know here. New arrival, Doctor Stephen Strange, if that name rings a bell I congratulate you. That means you're alive and well because I was probably your Doctor. You're welcome.
[He waves a yellow-gloved hand. Underneath they were scarred and ached in certain temperatures, so he figured it'd be best to protect them in this manner.]
Now I've done this whole multiverse song-and-dance deal before. If I'd had the foresight to bring the Eye of Agamotto with me I could have taken care of your little problem. Chronoblivion? Been there, done that.
[He gets a dark look, and shakes it off. That sound exactly like Dormammu and he wouldn't be surprised if that simply was what they called him in this universe.]
Too many times.
Plus, what's the deal with giant world-eating entities? Do they have a club or something? Is it like what they do for fun since they're all bored in their dimensions?
Anyway. I decided to join your little group of Legionaires. I can't use magic here for some reason, but apparently I can still do some things. It's a little different from what I'm used to, but it's nice not having to worry about losing your sling ring.
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Spare eye?
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It's . . . it's a joke.
[Maybe . . . not the funniest joke ever, but, come on. He gets some allowance in making spare eye jokes, right?]
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Ouch. Poor kid. I can safely say that you probably should have seen a doctor at some point.
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Anyway, it's kind of you to offer to help, but I don't think I'll be going back to my world in a hurry. No matter what happens with the Chronoblivion.
[He feels immediately the pang of regret, and slight guilt, for the kind grandfather he's leaving behind by saying that . . . followed immediately by the warmth of the knowledge that here, suddenly, he can go and hug his mother whenever he wants.]
So, since you don't have your magic or your weapon, what's your plan for defeating it?
[He settles in for what might be a story.]
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Sorry to hear that. On the bright side at least you've got a place here.
[That was a good question. He crossed his arms.]
That's something to think about. I don't know enough about this place, I need to study more. Learn whatever I can.
Plus now apparently I've got powers, so that's something as well. It's not the same as magic, but I'm quite glad I've got it, better than nothing.
[The power nerfing was annoying, but he'd deal with it. It was weird to think that he had powers inherent in him, instead of channeling dimensional energy. Felt real limiting though. He was used to being able to access so many abilities. He was going to miss astral projecting the most, probably. ]
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[Has any kid's face ever shined brighter saying that? Then again, how many kids get to say that without it being an aspect of a horror story?]
Don't get me wrong. A lot of sad things happened in my life back home. This is the least of them. [He gestures to his eye.] But wonderful things happened back home, too. AMAZING things. Things I never could have wished for and expected those wishes to come true . . . but they did. And somehow that's still happening here. Terrible things will still happen, too, but nothing will ever take the times that we were all happy away.
[There were sob stories and impossible-to-win cases. They had to be endured, but every once in a while, a case of a child not wanting to go back home was not a case of home being awful - but of here being wonderful beyond imagining.
Even with a multi-universal horror that wanted to destroy everything, and might succeed at it.]
I think you feel a lot worse for me than you need to, Doctor.
What kind of magic did you have, and what kind did you keep here? The magic I have back home is a little weaker here, but I still have it. My mother was very powerful back home, too, but here she only kept a few really useful ones.
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That's...good for you, kid.
[A surpassingly kind smile. Maybe he wasn't so bad off after all. Especially if somehow he'd gotten his mother back.]
Magic? Well, we would harness energies from dimensions. A lot of the things I did were offensive and defensive spells for for fighting, like shields and such. I could also Astral Project, separate my soul from my body. I could access other dimensions, and manipulate time. The time bit's cause of a special artifact I had.
[He concentrates and tries to make his shields appear. It felt different from how they worked back home, here they just turned 'on' without him having to do hand movements. Suddenly two bright, flat, golden circles appeared at the end of his hands, with the characteristic geometrical pattern thay they had taken on back home.]
I can do a couple things. Shields, for one. These are what my magic looks like back home.
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[Twice she's come back from the dead for him. Twice and his father might come back, too. It's nothing to pin a hope on, but the possibility alone is better than two eyes.
Kubo watched the magic intently, curious, and reached for his shamisen as he set the omnicom against something on his table to continue filming him. He played a little riff on his shamisen, and a stream of the paper-based glitter he'd used to represent magic in his life's story flowed out of a small container. As Kubo continued to play, the glitter shaped itself into the same geometrical patterns as the doctor's magic circles.]
They're beautiful. I made a shield a little like that, once, back home. I don't think I can do it here, though, and mine didn't have a pattern like that. It's nice. A shield is a good power to have.
[He could respect that! He could respect that a lot! What a wonderful ability, to shield oneself and one's allies from harm. He wished he knew how to replicate the one he'd made without needing to call on the spirits of the dead.]
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That's well done.
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[It was not really up to his standards yet, and his frown of concentration might have said as much. The lines of the design kept shivering out of precision, and Kubo had to concentrate hard to keep them from falling apart entirely. The effortless part was the way his fingers flew up and down the neck of his shamisen, the precision and timing of his playing a truly masterful performance.
He abandoned the glitter, letting it flow back into its container, but kept the shamisen across his lap.]
You said you channeled magic from the universe. Is that something you're born with?
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You're very good.
[A shake of his head.]
Maybe a person can have an aptitude for it, a natural affinity, but no. I learned magic only this last year. It's something anyone can learn with time and effort.
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[Wanting to eat had a certain motivating effect on his practicing, and therefore skill level. But there is definitely talent beneath that hard work as well.]
My magic comes from my mother's side of the family. I think we have different magics. I wonder how many kinds there are?
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I think so too. My teacher told me that we hack into the source code of our universe. That...probably won't make much sense to you if you're not from a place with technology, but think of the universe as having a set of instructions, and we can alter those instructions. Like...music, but we can change the notes.
[He flicks his hands and the shields disappear. ]
Probably more than we'd ever know.
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Oh, I understand. You ask the universe to do something in a way it understands, and it does it.
[No really, it was very similar to what Kubo did, except that the only thing that listened to his requests was paper. Stephen's magic was broader, but it wasn't hard for Kubo to accept.]
Does everything listen to you? Or do some things not want to grant your requests?
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Depends on the thing. It took me awhile to learn how to use my sling ring. It allowed us to teleport from one place to another. But some things are easier than others to manipulate. But magical objects that have their own life, they're stubborn.
[He tugs at his lifeless cloak a bit sadly.]
Our artifacts choose us, and my Cloak had quite the personality.
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