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[sorcererstrange]

"The soul of a man is immortal and imperishable."
-Plato, The RepublicIt might be thought that his return would be one of fanfare, heralded by waves of power rippling through the ether and punctuated by thunderous spectacle. Some might envision it as a moment marked by the wise and felt by the powerful whose ken pierce the illusion of the materiel

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[mistress_magik]

It's odd how it happens. No warning. No sense of anything incoming.

She's standing there, just fine, one minute. The next, she's on the floor, barely conscious, as if a part of her has been ripped away.

She feels weak for a moment, barely able to stand, but there's no doubt in her mind what's happened.

As Wong rushes to her side, her voice is barely at a whisper.

He's alive.

[wong_fu]

"Miss Amanda!" Wong's voice is touched with a trace of panic.
Then he hears her and his voice catches in his throat. Looking to the rooms above, he assists his Mistress to the stairs.

He can't help but hope.

[sorcererstrange]

The top of the grand stairway holds the promise of their prayers.
Smiling if a touch careworn, The Sorcerer Supreme begins to descend to meet them.

"My friends.."

[mistress_magik]

Amanda steadies herself on the banister, releasing herself from Wong's grip. The man needs to attend to his real master. She'll be just fine.

"Glad you could make it. We were starting to get worried, you know."

[x_professor_x]

"Hello, Steven! I'd felt your presence back on this plane, and..." The ghostly image of Charles Xavier's head manifests itself, the mutant mentalist looking energetic...

...for about a second, when the whole 'wife + perfume + finally home' emotional resonance kicks in. And then, Dr. Strange could well be the first man to see an astral projection blush. "Oh, goodness, um, ah, err..." The ghostly telepath coughs, once. "I should have...I'll just leave you two to, ash, catch up...sorry!" And, with a flash, Professor X is gone again.

[sorcererstrange]

A wry grin and a flood of relief. Charles made it home, and hopefully that means the X Men as well He will have to look into thier family soon. There are many he should speak to in fact.

[frank_drake]

Sitting in coach on his flight back from Europe. Frank was half a sleep before his dirty bookbag started vibrating under his seat. Instantly, everyone on the plane was staring right at him, and the flight attendant was heading his way.

"...damn detector....that had better have been someone important."

[hail_king]

King was laid back in his chair, well as laid back as a coach seat would go, eyes closed enjoying the flight. In his ears were the tiny buds funneling the music straight to his ear drum. Opening his eyes he sat up a little and pulled the buds out, yawning. He was blissfully unaware that all the eyes in the cabin were on the man sitting beside him.

"They serve drin--" Noticing the way everyone was looking at Frank, King's words were stopped midsentence. "What did you do?"