elriche: (strangesupreme_007b)
Dr. Stephen Strange, M.D., Ph.D., Sprme. ([personal profile] elriche) wrote in [community profile] diademooc 2025-05-28 01:10 am (UTC)

"buddy!!!" or "buddy........."

[ The words are barely out of Wanda's mouth when another wave hits her. Subtle, but tangible – like a full-body chill before nausea. Sound pricks her ears – at first no louder than the sparks coming off the man's attempted portal, but then they grow. Muffled – voices? No, something more animal – whines, whimpers, roars – screeches and screams of a hundred thousand souls, twisted, gasping, compressed down to flesh that bridges teeth and mouths. Dark – dense as the heart of a dying star, cells within atoms within muscle and bone– ]

I'm fine. [ The guy sighs, irritated. He turns. ] Not a fan of roadtrips, but I guess we're...

[ He trails off. The voices silence, like a barrier's snapped up along their edges. Lingering sparks flutter and fade as wind whips across the dusty lot.

Something shifts in the air between them – a shimmer of magic, like heat on asphalt – some kind of protective enchantment. Tension lines the man's stance. His nails lengthen into black claws, though he doesn't seem to notice, gaze locked on hers.]


Hi. [ His voice stays even, but there's calculation behind his eyes – anticipation, consideration of outcomes beyond count. ] Wanda Maximoff.

[ There are few things in the vast reaches of time and space that frighten Stephen Strange. The Scarlet Witch is one of them. ]

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