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Post by Dr. Strange on Jul 12, 2008 11:36:10 GMT -5
Strange smiled, “No one’s called me Stephen in a very long time. It’s acceptable.” He pulled the man up, brushing dust from his own clothes, taking hold of the man under the elbow when he started to stagger. He was worried about the man, he knew what it was like to be that weak, he kept an arm tightly on him, still reluctant to use magic on him, fearing that something might happen.
“I do not think that you deserve what SHIELD will put you through should I give you to them.” He commented, waving his free hand loosely in the air, the sounds of shocked voices and groans rose into the air as video recorders and cameras all simultaneously shut down and would not start up again. Strange was fond of many things, but attention was not one of them, the cameras would turn back on eventually, but their memories would be utterly and irretrievably removed. It was probably better that way, even if people could claim a madman and a sorcerer dueled on the streets of, well, wherever he was, that no one could prove it would stop people from going completely mad.
“In any case, I intend to find a way to help you, to trap this creature, Sigma, or to destroy him completely. I began a fight and I plan to finish it.” These last words had the air of a threat, or an
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Ayin & Sigma
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Post by Ayin & Sigma on Jul 23, 2008 6:09:57 GMT -5
((OOC: Shall we take this to the sanctum sanctorum, and have a little venture into the mind of Dr. Jared Erskine?))
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