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"Sorry," Stephen replied, looking somewhat regretful. "I keep forgetting you're not used to that." "I'm used to it, and it still startles me. Just remember, we're the ones you want to sew you back together. Might want to keep the sudden jolts to a minimum."
"Alright, alright," Stephen replied, waving his hand. "I'm still bleeding, you know. Let's do this while my body's still unconscious."
Strange carefully and - at last - patiently guided Clarice and Wong through each step to mend and seal his wounds. Nearly two hours later, the work was done, and Stephen's astral self floated back to look at his body. "Not bad at all," he praised, looking genuinely impressed. "Next time, it's a hospital. Don't make us do this again," Wong stated firmly. "Thank you both," Stephen said sincerely. "I know it was stressful, but you're the two people I trust more than anyone else. I knew from the start I'd be in safe hands." He turned to Clarice and reached out his hand to her cheek, even though he couldn't physically touch her. "You were amazing, as you always are."
Wong softened somewhat at Strange's admission and his expression of appreciation for Clarice, but wasn't about to get all misty-eyed. "Yeah, yeah. Now go to bed." He beckoned for the Cloak of Levitation to carry Stephen to bed as his astral self returned to his body.
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“Stop it,” Clarice replied, “Stop doing that, stop talking in code about tainted blades - tainted with what? - instead of answering my questions. Why can’t we just take you to the hospital, Stephen?” This was insane, and that was coming from the woman who had been dropped here from another universe. And yet the two of them were either continuing to work in sync, or ignoring her, or both as it often seemed to be the case, because then Stephen was telling her where to inject the anesthesia into his arm. She shook her head as she did as instructed, muttering, “After you heal from this, you and I are going to have a long conversation about the two of you leaving me out of the loop and why you couldn’t just go to a damn hospital.” The word ‘after’ echoed in her mind. Because it had to be after. She couldn’t tell how bad it was, she just knew there was a lot of blood and apparently there was a tainted blade involved, but... It had to be after, not if. She couldn’t lose him. Then, as if he could read her mind, he was reassuring her, telling her not to be afraid and that she had this, and she pressed a kiss to his hand right before he lost consciousness…
… and his astral form burst out of his body, and she jumped, swearing loudly before adding, “Tip for the future? My heart still needs to be in my chest if you want me to help you.” Then she looked to Wong, unable to hide the fear - what she was truly feeling in that moment - as she waited for him to take the lead as Stephen spoke.
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dxctorstephenstrange · 4 months
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OOC: HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
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// Toasting to all of you and wishing you and yours a very Happy New Year!!! Let's hope 2024 brings us the happiest, safest, healthiest, and best of whatever we wish and hope for.
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*gives him a kiss* “Happy New Year, Magic Man.”
Stephen blushed and smiled before kissing Jasmine back, wrapping his arms around her in a warm, loving embrace.
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“Stephen, I was practicing communicating with the green dimension and I think I saw something. Something I ain’t supposed to see.”
Stephen could see and hear the fear in Jasmine's voice. He reached out to her, resting his hands on her shoulders in comfort. "Tell me everything you saw, as best as you can remember."
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dxctorstephenstrange · 4 months
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"Happy New Year Stephen."
A broad smile curved Stephen's lips. He held up his flute of champagne and clinked it against Wanda's. "Happy New Year, Wanda. Here's to...whatever happens next."
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dxctorstephenstrange · 4 months
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Stephen Strange could never leave well enough alone.
His last sight of Wanda Maximoff had been through the eyes of a dead alternate version of himself. The cries of her children had loosened the grip of the Darkhold upon her soul long enough to make the ultimate sacrifice, and he'd remained so she wouldn't have to face that fate alone.
Not long after he'd been returned to his own body and universe, however, he would once again find himself at Mount Wundagore, carefully pulling apart the wreckage of the shrine built by Chthon for the Scarlet Witch.
Now, days later, her soft, confused call could be heard in his mind, and he knew it was time to visit his patient.
Stephen slowly opened the door and stepped in.
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"Hello, Wanda. Just lay back and relax. You've been through a lot."
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Wanda could hear traffic. Why could she hear traffic? She thought. She was pretty sure she should be dead, but she had been pretty sure of that multiple times. She tried to remember how she got here and found no solid memories, nothing as far back as....Monica. Talking to Monica, perhaps. A week or two in her cabin, maybe.
She could vaguely remember the sound of shifting rocks and the feeling of being lifted. And being cold, very cold.
That probably explained why the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was a roaring fire, despite the sun outside the window. The curtains were drawn and she was under what seemed to be multiple blankets. She blinked her eyes a few more times and rubbed them. She could hear someone in the corridor outside of the room. "Hello?" She called out, her voice weak and hoarse.
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STRANGE SUPREME in What If...? season 2 finale. | What If... Strange Supreme intervened? s02e09 | voiced by BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH.
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DOCTOR STRANGE voiced by BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH What If... Kahhori Reshaped the World? (2.06)
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Strange listened intently as Amelia explained the incident further. That the image of the staircase, on its own, was able to influence Stephen was alarming, in and of itself. Amelia being able to successfully fight that urge to climb to the top and cross the threshold was quite remarkable.
"I think the two of us should investigate," Stephen decided, "but not without more information, and a little extra help."
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He met Amelia's stare and said, "That is, if you're up to this."
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*She watches him as he looks, slightly taken aback by the abrupt step back. With his next question, she has to pause to think for a moment, racking her brain for any details.*
Amelia: No, we never saw that staircase before. It was unexpected. We had hiked in that area before and although there are a few monuments there, none of us had ever seen that staircase in our lives. Yet…it somehow looked like it had always been there. My friends said that after I had gotten about two-thirds of the way up, I looked like I had sort of spaced out. Like, I almost appeared to want to jump off, but was also kind of fighting with myself to resist the urge. I personally don’t remember any of that bit. Only that I went up there, felt dizzy, tripped over that statue sticking out of the structure, and blacked out before waking up on the ground. None of them want to go back there. Also, I’m pretty sure Patricia is even more convinced that the thing is cursed now. Jolene thought that maybe it was some sort of dizzy spell from dehydration or something, but that doesn’t explain the dreams or other stuff. Honestly…Part of me still wants to think that the “cursed” staircase is nonsense, but after everything else that happened, I had to get to the bottom of this. Maybe find some closure.
*She looks at the floor afterwards, clearly still somewhat ill at ease. It seems she’s still worried that she’s either about to deemed as being ridiculous about the whole thing or delusional.*
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dxctorstephenstrange · 4 months
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Strange scowled in frustration. What was Rocket doing there, tearing him a new one over Peter's predicament, if he and Nebula already had the kid in their care?
"Then," he deduced, "you're just here to...what, give me grief? I realize I had a role to play in this, but Peter still made his choice, and he felt it was the right one."
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"I'll gladly help, but don't guilt-trip me. Either let me help, or go."
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"he's in the bowie our ship getting food a warm bed and shower "we'll take care of him "
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Strange leaned over and took a closer look at the pictures displayed on the phone. As he stared at the details of the staircase, he felt an odd sensation wash over him. He felt as if the images themselves were drawing him closer. He felt compelled to walk the steps, to pass through the void that awaited at the top. Also, were those whispers he could hear, just barely, within his mind? He blinked and forced his conscious mind back to the then and there, and stepped away from the young woman.
"And you've never seen this...this staircase before that day you and your friends went hiking?" Stephen inquired. "Did your friends see anything happen when you fell? Do they remember everything?"
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*She listens to his reply and thinks.*
Amelia: I’m quite sure. If I had hit my head, especially on a stone staircase, I would have at least had a decent-sized knot on my head for a while and I had nothing of the sort. No nausea, photophobia, or confusion either. My arms and legs definitely got scratched up and I bruised a couple of ribs, but nothing beyond that. After the ER cleared me, I was still wary for a few days afterwards and checked myself periodically to be sure. I may not be a doctor, but I am a medical researcher. *She shrugs*
I appreciate the concern, though. Honestly, I didn’t think much of the first few weird dreams, but as they continued, I started to question my sanity. I did a few assessments and a sleep study about 4 weeks in. Besides the occasional insomnia spell and the REM sleep behavior disorder that I’ve had since I was a child, nothing else came up. Still, it persists.
Yeah. The staircase looked something like that. I actually have a few pics of it because I thought the art on it looked cool. The staircase itself is in the woods near Red Hook, New York. If we could check it out, I’d really appreciate it.
*She pulls out her phone and shows Stephen the pictures. The area is rather overgrown and the staircase has several elaborate carvings on it. There appears to be something weathered and odd-looking sticking out at an angle towards the top. It’s hard to make out since the picture was taken from a distance and the shadows of the trees make the lighting difficult.*
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Stephen and Clarice had spent enough time together for him to recognize when she was playing innocent. The portal was clearly one of her conjuring; he'd recognize it anywhere.
"Nope; can't say that I did," Strange said, watching as the dog eagerly rushed to Clarice, tail wagging so happily the sorcerer was surprised it didn't fling itself right off the dog's backside. He couldn't help but smile at the warm welcome.
"Someone with portaling powers opened the door for this undeniably cute dog, and here she is. I think I can hazard a guess as to who did that."
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Strange folded his arms in front of him, waiting for her explanation and expecting it to be entertaining, as Clarice could weave a tale of misdirection with uncommon finesse.
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Clarice had been settling in more at the Sanctum, had been growing closer to Stephen, and - while they agreed this was her home now, and that they would no longer be searching for a way to get her back to her world - they were still working on a way to get a message to her people. To let them know that she was alive and all right but unable to return. Still, there was something missing. Not when it came to her new home, and definitely not between her and Stephen, and then she saw that furry little face out on the streets. As if she’d been waiting for her. As if she’d known she’d come. Zingo. Naturally, this Zingo hadn’t known her, and yet she loved her right from the start - just like in her universe. She’d, of course, done her due diligence and made sure that she didn’t belong to anyone, but after being sure that she was a stray.... She portalled her into the Sanctum. And moments later, Stephen was calling her, and she feigned a look of innocence and ignorance as she walked down the stairs, in the process of peeling an orange, “...Did you get me a dog for Christmas?”
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"If he's struggling, I can help him," Strange replied. "I played a part in what he ended up going through...although, if we're being fair about it, he did screw up my spell, which caused it all to happen. Still, he sacrificed everything to make it right...and now that I know all that again, I can't just turn my back on him." He looked at Rocket. "You and I can track him down and bring him to the Sanctum."
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"you made the universe forget peter parker existed ... the kid can't eat sleep. . live anywere.. ......." rocket hisses angrily
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"nebula found him nearly frozen... he's okay now ........ physically but mentallly" the raccoon shrugged..... "guess i got four kids now " he rubbed his face "none of you scuts are touchin him..."
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Well hey suga! Imma just stoppin by fer a visit. Just makin sure ya ain't up tah no multiversin shenanigans! *peers closely*
After Stephen's somewhat recent multiversal travels, and the matter with Wanda had been settled, Strange had figured he'd flown outside the radar of the Time Variance Authority as they hadn't come knocking. Miss Minutes' presence now, however, proved otherwise.
"Thankfully, no," Strange replied. "Do you visit all of your potential timeline troublemakers, or am I just especially lucky?"
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[Anonymous] Portal opens. Dog enters Sanctum. Portal closes. [/Anonymous]
The appearance of the portal took Stephen by surprise, and he was further nonplussed by the dog that casually strolled through it and took a seat in front of the portal before it closed. "Um...hi?" Strange greeted awkwardly, slowly reaching out his hand for the dog to sniff. After a cautious approach to catch the sorcerer's scent, the dog came closer and began to wag its tail. "Well, aren't you sweet? And I bet I know exactly how you got here." Stephen smiled as he gave the dog a gentle head scratch. "Wanna come with me and have a lovely talk with Clarice?" The name sparked recognition, and the dog let out a gentle *woof* in response.
"Uh-huh, that's what I thought. Come on." As soon as Stephen stood upright and began walking, the dog followed closely behind as the corner of the Cloak's collar waved a tentative hello downward at the new arrival. "Hey, Clarice! Seems we have a visitor!"
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