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[backin_theworld]

[  Steve isn't sure where he is, or how he got even got here. He remembers that day very well. And he shouldn't be here. Wherever here is.

He looks down the dark, wet streets of the city as the snow continues to fall with a look of confusion etched into his brows. Things are different, and more, it feels different. Not at all like he remembers.

Steve

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video (instead of a threadjack)

[sadgamaya]

[Guess who is the steward of bitty!Bruce up there.

Stephen looks genuinely amazed.]

Steve Rogers. By the Vishanti... You're being heard. Are you in need of anything? This realm you've ended up in is-- disorienting.

Re: video (instead of a threadjack)

[backin_theworld]

I noticed that. [he gives a small smile] Thanks, but I think I'm okay. Someone is supposed to be picking me up.

[sadgamaya]

Just for my own curiosity: when did you come from?

[backin_theworld]

Last I remember it was 1945. [pause] What year is it now?

[sadgamaya]

Well, it could be no year, but when I last left, it was about 2011. This realm might not be subject to the same passage of time, though. Actually, I'm nearly certain it isn't.

You'd have to ask one of the longer-term residents.

[He actually is having a slight fanboy moment, Steve, but you might not know that from the cool demeanor.]

[backin_theworld]

[it doesn't really matter. 2011??]

Y-yeah. I think maybe I will.

[it's good someone is, because he's thisclose to having a small panic attack. where the hell is that car that's supposed to be picking him up?]

[sadgamaya]

[Just breathe, Steve. Ommmmmmmm.]

I didn't mean that as precisely as it--

The city is a seedy place. Few people here can be trusted not to mug you as soon as say hello, but if you've survived New York your instincts should be sharp enough.

[backin_theworld]

[oh right.. *exhales* Glances at the dude he punched out for trying to do exactly that]

Thanks. I'll keep that in mind, Mr..

[sadgamaya]

[ Great start, champ :| Strange will probably sense that guilt even through the network.]

Doctor. Stephen Strange. A pleasure to meet you, Captain.

My sister had your poster on her wall when she was young.

[whoops fanboy slip]

[backin_theworld]

Pleasure's mine, Doctor Strange.

[it's going to take awhile to get used to the fact he's apparently some kind of big superhero celebrity. Or how to act like one.]

Oh. Really? [beat] Um, tell her thanks for the support?

shit is she dead in this AU? /thinks

[sadgamaya]

It's okay to feel flattered. You have quite the heroic reputation. I'm sure you'll find your place here.

Please don't hesitate to contact me if you require anything; I'm trying to establish a magic practice of sorts. My residence is just down a few blocks from Bonnie McCullough's magic shop.

muses make ya think like that /nod

[backin_theworld]

It's just going to take some getting used to. But, yeah, I'm sure I will. At this point, I'll settle for something hot to drink and some dry clothes.

[makes a mental note. stops] Sorry, magic as in you're a magician?

/skips over it >_>

[sadgamaya]

I always have hot tea at the ready.

[re: his question,] Sorcerer, actually. I spent most of my years in the medical profession as a neurosurgeon before being taken down a different path.

[backin_theworld]

I might have to take you up on that someday soon.

[he nods] Yeah, I can relate a bit to that. Guess it happens to the best of us.

[sadgamaya]

[A silent huff of amusement. Strange seems utterly thrown by Steve's brand of positivity and empathy. He might start believing all the hype.]

Or the worst.

[Of which he definitely considers himself. Talk about a major dick before his hands broke...]

[backin_theworld]

[he does that. completely unaware of it, too]

Well, from what I hear, changing for the better isn't impossible.