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Post by Mary Alice Anders on May 30, 2021 4:40:54 GMT 1
Characters Appearing: Mary Alice Anders, Stephen Strange Location (s): Libery Island Previous Thread Name: N/A Plot Summary: Mary Alice decides to take a day away from the mainland, but runs into a most interesting individual.
Post by Mary Alice Anders on May 30, 2021 4:51:56 GMT 1
Mary Alice had been working around the clock almost non-stop since she got the museum contract. Aside from her meeting "Gunther", she had really had no free time to herself between her work at the Atomic Research Lab and her electronic work at the Met area. It kept her busy, as well as gave her a steady income, but she hadn't exactly expected it to take up this much time.
Admittedly, she was beginning to feel the stress and burn out by now.
Between traveling across dimensions and trying to establish herself, she had been facing a lot in a very short period of time. It was strange to think at first she had almost started with nothing once again. Since unlocking her apparent true genetic potential, everything had been changing and going so fast over the vast two years, more so the past few months. It was draining and physically and mentally exhausting to keep going constantly. So much so, she negotiated a day off between both her works before she got to settle on something. And that something allowed her to take a day trip out to Liberty Island, mostly to walk around and enjoy some fresh air and the sights, recharge her batteries (no pun intended), and just get her mind focused again.
By now, it was a relatively warm New York afternoon, the sun just reaching its peak from above and shining down to dance on the gentle moving water. From where she stood by the edge of the island, she could see the New York skyline, a usually hustle and bustle now seeming a beautiful picture of metal and glass, mirror within the water that easily could rival any post card. A sight Mary didn't quite mind. It was calm, warm days like this that made such treks worth it and was strangely relaxing as she slowly walked along the edges of the island, her platinum blond hair flowing in the wind that swept across the island. Said island seemed to be having a slow day with visitors and tourists, leaving it more quiet and open to take her time, gradually working her way around.
Post by Stephen Strange on May 30, 2021 16:27:52 GMT 1
Strange had tried to do ‘normal’ things every once in a while. With the Sanctum Sanctorium locked up. A magical spell on to preventing thieves and unwanted eyes in he had locked the door behind him. Mr. Bubbles was in charge, not that he could do too much. The intelligent fish spent his days reading books. He wasn’t even sure how he had acquired the aquatic animal other than he had more than likely inherited the fish from the previous Sorcerer Supreme. That was one oddity he didn’t even understand.
Strange cast a spell on himself to have an unrecognizable look. He had the form of a younger man in his 30s, with straight black hair. He had brown eyes, and civilian clothing, and nothing that stood out too terribly. He hoped not to run into sorts of trouble while he was out or reveal himself too. Unless he said something about it. He took the bus out towards Liberty Island. It had been a nice day, and a decent one to get out with. The weather was warm in the high 80s, and it was best not to get cooped up in the Sanctum Sanctorium all day. He could be catching up on small things like reading spells, the library, or watching tv. All things that he could do on a rainy day. He was a young man who could at least look around the dimension first. He grabbed a cup of coffee and a bagel as he had his book out with him, and he was reading and walking. Probably something that was not recommended it was just like being on his phone.
That was when he heard someone nearby where he was walking with items in hand. Instead of watching where he was going, he felt his head hit something hard. BLAM. He swore he saw stars.
How was that for being Sorcerer Supreme? Getting smacked by a lamp post. “Who put that lamppost there?” He asked as he fell to the concrete on his knees. He hadn’t even seen the woman who was a few feet away. He dropped his book, coffee, and everything. Today hadn’t gone well as he couldn’t even perform certain tasks. “Oh, I’m so sorry, I should’ve watched where I was going. Of all the days to mess up.” Strange said rubbing his eyes. The book fell on the floor as it had a leather cover, with the big words of Shakespeare on it in gold lettering. They could tell it was an older book. Most humans these days didn’t care much because of the hard reading, but it always interested Strange on Hamlet, King Lear, and Romeo and Juliet those were the best as far as he was concerned. “I was just trying to have a good day, but then something bad happens…” He said as he felt like he needed to apologize. He just hoped that he hadn’t embarrassed himself in front of a stranger. The wizard was more than likely, going to have a headache later. A bruise on the side of his head.
Post by Mary Alice Anders on Jun 8, 2021 13:48:20 GMT 1
Mary was startled when she heard a sudden sound of someone, turning on the spot to find Strange on his knees from what appeared to not be paying attention. Funny enough, it was no phone distraction, but a book he had been reading. You didn’t see that much these days.
Quickly coming over to help, the blond knelt to one knee to help pick up the stuff Strange had dropped while avoiding the spilled coffee, “That looked like a pretty nasty spill, are you alright?” She inquired, giving Stephen a quick glance with concern. Though he didn’t exactly seemed harmed she could see a small bump forming on his head suggesting he had struck the nearby lamp post and was fortunate enough not to have been hurt any other way. No doubt a small headache was in his future sooner or later. For now, Mary tucked the book under her arm and held the coffee in the same side hand as she stood and reached out with her free hand to offer the fallen wizard some help.
“I wouldn’t apologize, accidents happen my good sir. Could have been much worse.” Mary pointed out kindly once he was back on his feet, but she still carefully rested a hand on his arm to ensure he was steady. “Think I would be more worried you didn’t have a worse head injury than a bad day, otherwise we would be rushing you to get some first aid.” She told him before holding out his items he had dropped, eyes briefly shifting to the book’s title, “Shakespeare huh. Haven’t seen anything of his since high school.”
Post by Stephen Strange on Jun 9, 2021 2:15:56 GMT 1
He still felt heavily embarrassed that it had happened like that. He knew that things get worse on the job if he wasn't paying attention. He rarely ever messed up. Like the work, for example. He had always tried to do things by the book, and stay out of trouble. But not this time. He just was blind and had an accident walking right into a lamp!
"Yes, I knew I should've been looking where I was going instead of trying to walk and read." Dr. Strange said. He was mentally kicking himself. Stephen knew where everything was in his house by now. He could have easily walked around with a book in his hand without worry. But doing it out on the streets had been a terrible mistake, and now Strange had paid the price of it. Stephen rubbed his head, the feeling there was a big bruise on it later as he knew that this bad if it got any worse. He would've used a magical spell on it, but it seemed not worth it with all the humans running around.
"You can call me Dr. Stephen Strange, and I'm a retired neurosurgeon," Stephen said. "I'm a bit less clumsy when I was doing my work, I can assure you on that one." He said as he looked over as she picked up his book. Stephen had an odd source of book reading that afternoon as most humans nowadays didn't have much interest in literature like that. He felt a little bit embarrassed. But Strange had always possessed an interest in reading. He had even read Macbeth, and A Midnight Summer's Dream, over and over again. Since he loved Shakespeare so much. His library was jammed full of incredibly ancient books. Some had been locked away since humans couldn't even look at them. While others were out for free reading. That one, in particular, had Hamlet and King Lear in it as it had been a gift from the Ancient one before he had passed away. "Yes, that book was from my mentor, before he passed away. so, it has a bit of meaning to it even more. It was in his will to give it to me." Stephen explained. He soon sat down on the nearby bench as he was grateful that Mary Alice didn't chastise him, or even call him out, for doing such a dumb thing. He was going to be icing his forehead for tonight and into tomorrow.
"Since I've retired from being a neurosurgeon, due to my hands no longer working due to nerve damage, I've had an interest in magic instead. It has become a full-time job. Not that many in this dimension have much interest in it. I tend to keep myself secluded because of that... Some don't believe that magic is real. Most people have forgotten about magic nowadays, and there is only a handful of us left." Dr. Strange said. He left out the part of him being Sorcerer Supreme, and he didn't need everyone to know that part just yet. His job was important, yes. However, every once in a while he wished to be normal. As he remembered that recent attempt on retrieving a shard with Otto as he kept telling him otherwise. Well then, he should've sent the other doctor towards Dormmamu's dimension, and tell him that magic wasn't real! He could've thought of that. But opening portals at the time was going to be dangerous.
Post by Doctor Octopus on Jun 15, 2021 22:13:22 GMT 1
As the two shared this lovely interaction that may as well be on the first episode of every rom com ever created, a small round metallic sphere with eight thin legs and a single unblinking lens seemed to be following them. Or more to the point following HER! The thing skittered from cover to cover keeping behind her as it hid behind tires, on the sides of buildings, and just now hiding behind someone’s bookbag who was sitting at a nearby café. Its small lens slid in and out focusing on Mary Alice as she interacted with the last being on this or any Earth Otto wanted..Stephen Strange…
Back in his world, he had dealt with Strange before, and while this one was from a slightly different universe the ego was the same. Watching the two of them on the main screen of his lab Otto frowned as his hands gripped into fists.
“Doctor Stephen Strange…” He repeated a slight edge of this voice. “He always has to toss in his doctor title card, doesn’t he? I am a doctor but I don’t always introduce myself as such. My actions speak for themselves…” He said as his actuators watched the screen with him, one or two nodding in agreement with his comments every few minutes. “Why not just say the whole thing? Doctor Stephen Strange, Neurosurgeon/Wizard and hand out pamphlets with his yearly net worth while he’s at it….” Otto then blanched as Strange went on to tell her about being a surgeon and magic as he facepalmed.
Post by Mary Alice Anders on Jun 26, 2021 2:07:13 GMT 1
“We all have those days, I wouldn’t fret over it too much.” Mary chuckled softly, following Stephen towards the nearest bench. Though he seemed to have recovered well enough, she still kept an eye on him the whole way. She didn’t know how hard he had hit the pole, much less if the force was enough to be concerned about. But with him sitting down there was significantly less likely chance he would fall over and cause more damage to his head.
Sitting down on the opposite side of the bench, the young woman listened as he introduced himself, feeling the name was familiar. Hadn’t she heard of Doctor Strange in the news before? Oh well. “Pleasure to meet you Stephen, my name is Mary Alice Anders, I work at the Atomic Research Center part-time and a freelance worker the rest.” Mary introduced herself, feeling no need to leave everything out. Well, perhaps except her Inhuman nature. She rarely, if ever, brought that up in the first meeting with anyone, even Otto Octavius. Thankfully, Stephen didn’t seem to have noticed the subtle difference in her biology, in how her hands could be mistaken for robotic prosthetics or the subtle differences in how she moved. For the most part her movements remained natural but a bit stiff. Nevertheless, she didn’t bring it up if he had failed to notice.
Wait, he studied and used magic? Mary raised a brow of skepticism at that, “Are you sure it’s magic Mr. Strange? I’m pretty sure there is a popular theory that magic users like yourself are more in tune with unseeable energies.” She pointed out, seeming to share Otto’s skepticism of which she had yet to notice said individual had been failing and watching them. More so her. “If you really think about it, you’re really just drawing power from the known and unknown energies in the universe, making it bend to your will like any energy user.” She spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, never being one to believe mysticism. Even those like Thor controller a great deal of energy, like his hammer with creating storms or directing lighting. Logically, it was all control[/i] of energy that only some could feel and harness.
Post by Stephen Strange on Jun 28, 2021 2:22:05 GMT 1
“That is some pretty impressive job that you have there, Miss Anders, and it must keep you very busy,” Stephen said as he gave a soft nod. His head was pounding a bit as he found a seat on one of the nearby benches. His head throbbed so hard it felt like someone had hit him with a baseball bat. He still felt very embarrassed. Let alone it had been an entire stranger. He was positive, and the ancient one and his mentor would have scolded him that for being so careless. His book had not been damaged.
“My mentor would have scolded me more than once for being so careless there and also forgetting about my book this book is very old and has even ripped the binding many times,” Strange said, knowing he could mend it with magic and put it back to the way it was. He still had to be careful with it.
“Magic, you say. Yes, I study it. In the past, I was once a doctor. I am now retired from being a surgeon as I lost the ability of my hands. I went searching for ways around it to try and find other means of curing it. Soon I found a rather unusual way and found the Ancient one. They said the same thing that magic is a form of energy that we can transfer around us. People and all life around us have energy that can be tapped into, but a lot of humans just ignore it.” Dr. Strange said. Stephen knew that things were vastly different here. Even the superheroes that had been here, Strange had sensed all kinds of different energies bouncing off of them. Just in the way as auras could be read. Strange had believed for that minute he had found an interesting person. Perhaps someone he could call a friend and even have a decent chat with. He had never once revealed to any of those humans that he had been a sorcerer except for a select few. In his time Spider-Man had been kind to him and even helped him on the mystical arts and ways of the world but here he was on his own. Perhaps he could start and help out others. Except when his head wasn't throbbing.
“Yes, you are right about that. One of the first energies I learned to deal with was portal opening as you would be able to move in between different planes on Earth-” He was just about to say some more when he had this odd feeling that they were watched. He couldn’t quite explain it other than the feeling that just couldn’t shake it. Looking around, he saw nothing that stood out. People were walking by, yes. But they were more so paying attention to themselves or their phones, for that matter. Strange seemed rather puzzled by this. “Mary, I'm sorry to ask you of a favor. Do you have the oddest feeling we’re being watched? I can’t place on what or why, but I can’t shake that feeling. Or I must’ve hit my head harder than I thought.” He said having to fail to notice the Octobot, that was near them.
Post by Mary Alice Anders on Jul 14, 2021 5:05:09 GMT 1
Mary simply smiled at the compliment, “It keeps me quite busy Mr. Strange. More so with a specialization in cybernetics and technology as a whole.” She confirmed, “You could say if I wanted to I could perhaps easily help advance this world single-handedly if I so wished.” Or at least play a hand in helping it to get that direction. With her powers and expertise, she could vastly improve some of the existing technology as she didn’t always think like just a supercomputer or human, but a perfect blend of either side, mixing logical fact with creative ingenuity. Effectively, she could make her mark in the technological industry alone if she tried.
Not that she wished to bring more attention to herself to begin with.
“Stephen, I’m sure they wouldn’t be that mad, accidents happen.” She pointed out. Though, that was based on what she tended to see every day, that sometimes things happened outside of people’s control. If they did get angry enough to reprimand the man, that seemed a little over the top in her opinion. But she soon listened as Strange went into more detail regarding magic, much less how he got into it. It seemed magic was simply a more complex way for an ordinary human like him to be able to do extraordinary things. There was always the belief that humans had greater potential, that with the right guidance they were capable of doing more than they could ever imagine. Perhaps magic users were those rare individuals that learned to tap into the things no one wanted to believe in. “Pardon my words, but it sounds like you are just an advanced energy manipulator. With the right understanding, it seems a home could technically learn and use magic based on learning to control and bend that energy.” Mary spoke, almost as she herself understood it.
In a sense, she did. She could tap into a form of light energy, just enough to create simple to complex constructs so long as she could imagine it in her mind. However, she still refrained from giving more of her own true secrets away. Truthfully, she was scared and uncertain to be upfront about things compared to Strange, especially with how things had gone in her home reality for Inhumans.
Though she perked up when the man mentioned feeling they were being watched. A scan of the area didn’t reveal anyone acting out of sorts, making Mary shift her attention to a different method, frowning when she sensed a small bit of technology but nothing like with a phone or tablet. Subtly, the woman sent one of her nanites to investigate, the dragonfly like drone coming to hover above the Octobot, scanning it up and down curiously as Mary herself turned to Strange, “Seems like you might have hit your head pretty hard Stephen, I don’t see or sense anything personally. But then again, I’m not the sorcerer here so I may not be feeling what you feel.” She told him casually, but personally wanted to investigate exactly what the strange drone as that indeed was watching them.
Post by Stephen Strange on Jul 16, 2021 18:54:19 GMT 1
While Doctor Strange nodded. The woman’s work in technology had been rather interesting. At least she listened and sounded like she had an open mind, unlike another doctor he knew. He was well aware that not everyone was a believer in magic. That was fine with him. Strange hadn’t been a believer either, as the day that he had been in a car crash had changed everything. His hands no longer worked yet, and over time the Ancient one had healed them. Stephen learned to use magic without the use of damage in his hands. It had just been amazing work that he had been able to perform. Energy. Yes, there are different kinds of energy, cultures, and even different religions that believed in them. Strange remembered hearing about Chi forces at work and the ability to block them. "There are all kinds of different energy forms out there. I have found some of the elementals. Such as fire wielders, water, earth, and air are all interesting as they are super-powered beings. There are also other forms of energy, such as chi and chi blocking. The list can go on and on." Strange said. The sorcerer knew he didn't have an entire day of lecturing to Mary, nor did he feel like it was necessary.
This magic was different as Strange knew it came from powerful beings only that the Sorcerer Supreme could understand, for that matter. It was not meant for the weak-minded. “Yes, they may not be alive now, but I had been friends with them for some time. I inherited the previous Sorcerer Supremes’ work, and it came down to me to continue it. I have a home in New York, where his belongings were stored. Some I haven’t even touched since it felt wrong.” Strange said knowing that the permission. “But their memory lives on with the items I have kept. They were very fond of reading and teaching others the way of magic.” Strange said knowing that their followers were still out there on different sides of the globe.
“A lot of this energy is given to me by other mystic beings. They go through my body, and I channel them out through my hands. When I give the vapors of Valtor, for example, there is usually a large serpent deity that I can call for a mist or even bring down rain upon others.” Dr. Strange said remembering performing his first attempt at making portals the first time. He had such a challenge on it, that the Ancient one almost gave up on him. Yet, he was stubborn and kept on moving as the golden portal opened up and he was thrilled.
“I can apply a healing spell later on when I get home. And there’s always the old-fashioned remedy of putting ice to it. That still works well.” Stephen said. “Hm one of these days, Mary you can come over to my house. I can serve tea. We can continue our discussion there, at least not when I hit my head next time. You might even like my library.” Stephen suggested. Steven knew he might reveal his hiding spot, but it was an invitation. Stephen didn’t seem to mind at all, as the sorcerer welcomed the discussion. He didn’t hand out his home address to anybody, without trusting them first. Strange didn't seem to sense any of the feeling of being watched anymore. He glanced around not seeing anybody. So where was it coming from? He could only wonder where it was coming from and it'd more than likely remain a mystery.
“Funny thing is I felt the feeling of being watched only for a moment, but it appears to be gone now.” The sorcerer said wondering if it was just his imagination. Or if Mary had been right about him hitting his head pretty hard. Some humans do that too when they are more paying attention to those annoying phones than anything else. "Maybe you can accompany me back to my house? Well, it's more sorts of a mansion. If not, I understand I usually take the bus." Stephen described as having one person living in it got rather lonely, but it was the life he choose. if Mary didn't want too he could take the transportation that he was familiar with such as the bus.
Post by Mary Alice Anders on Jul 25, 2021 6:29:20 GMT 1
The more Stephen explained about magic, the more Mary was convinced her theory was right. The areas of magic seemed just a branch of manipulating energies, those known and unknown. In fact, it seemed to tap into various forms through the use of concentration, discipline, and items, all done through instruction of a normal individual to bend it to their will. Scientifically speaking, magic could be the most misunderstood form in the universe, untapped by scientists and kept closely guarded by those like Strange. "Heh, well, I'll still stand by my statement Stephen, you, your mentors, and those like you are indeed truly advanced energy users. If we found a happy medium, the sciences probably could benefit from understanding those energies." She pointed out.
Though, Mary still seemed to appreciate the talk with the man. It was nice to have a conversation that didn't involve technology once in a while, or just work in general. Random conversations like this helped her understand some things she likely didn't know or gave her reasons to think. In this case it happened to be someone with extraordinary abilities outside the realm of normal humans. Where she expected her day to be slow, it had in fact become interesting.
Save for that drone her nanite found. The scans coming in told her it was someone sufficiently knowledgeable in the area of technology as well, but she couldn't quite pick up where the signal was coming from. Probably a security measure no doubt.
As much as Mary wanted to take up the kind offer, the blond gently shook her head. "Perhaps another time. You really should go get some rest with that head injury, ensure its not bad enough to need a healing spell or remedy of some kind. And I do have another matter to tend to after here." Technically, she didn't really have another prior engagement. But, she was suspicious of the little bot following them. If anything, she wanted to take it apart and see exactly who made it or get a clue of its origin. Just from the scans, she could tell it was simple but complex enough it was relatively advanced for a drone of this world. Probably someone from another universe, who fell through one of those odd portals.
Giving a soft smile, Mary finally stood from her seat. "That said, I think its time I get to my appointment. And I shouldn't keep you waiting to look at that injury anyhow." She told him, offering a hand to help him to his feet.