RP: Stephen and Sabrina Who: Doctor Strange and Sabrina Spellman When: January 8, evening Where: Sabrina, Ginny, and Elphaba's house What: Sabrina's going on an astral jaunt. Stephen's on bodysitting duty. Warning: TBD
In the short time he'd been on the bus, Stephen had come to appreciate just how many different types of magic could be found in the Grand Multiverse with all its contained realities. So many different schools, so many different practitioners-- it was great fodder for his thoughts. To have so many people around him that understood magic, even if their magic was so vastly different from his own, was an experience he'd not had since his time at Kamar-Taj. So of course, he jumped at the chance to aid Sabrina Spellman on her astral journey.
Astral projection, though useful, was a dangerous practice. She'd mentioned psychopomps, entities that posed a risk to the astral form. In his own reality, he'd fought hand-to-hand on the Astral Plane and had seen the catastrophic results of blasting the astral form with electricity. Not to mention the danger of losing one's way. But with proper precautions, using the astral form had many advantages. Perhaps Sabrina could find clues to help them solve the mystery of the blizzard. Considering how the cold chilled the pins in his hands, getting rid of the storm would be a great thing.
He trudged to the house where Sabrina was staying and knocked on the door. Luckily, he'd opted for a sweater and fleece pants instead of his usual attire. He'd even left the Cloak home. Hopefully, he wouldn't have to stay outside too long.