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There were others. Or there were going to be. Sorcerers don't seem to stay long, myself and the Lokis excepted.

They disappeared by the same phenomenon?

I suppose I shouldn't be surprised if you're trying to rebuild your ranks.

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They did.

We don't need to rebuild anything, we're not some kind of corps. But if our interests align it's better to stick together should we need to call on one another than it is to start collaborating from nothing when the situation's fraught. These are turbulent times.

[ And lonely times, for one of their number at least. It doesn't escape him that Loki chose the word club this time, and not the previously thwarted team. ]

Establish new connections with those of a sufficient skill, then.

Anyone can see that. But there are also just as many places where our actions could earn us more ire.

[ there’s a slight pause, long enough for her to sigh — and maybe even for that sigh to be perceived somehow. ]

Luckily for you and Loki — or however many there are — that’s never been enough to stop me before.

[ Good. He knows better than to trust her right out of the gate, but— good. ]

No. I'm sure it hasn't.

Would you like me to let him know you're in, or do you want the honors?

You can inform him.
Besides, I have the feeling he'll make his presence known inconveniently sooner rather than later.

[ a longer pause, and then: ]

If it was only Loki who needed to concern himself with this particular outcome, why contact me in the first place?

[ The hour and the whisky make the answer easy. ]

Frosted glass blocks the view from both sides.

You could have just said you wanted a better look.

And miss out on such a thrilling conversation? I could never.

[ For better or worse, a part of him will always covet the opportunity to withhold an I told you so. ]

Because those always tend to happen at night.

I've never known curiosity to care what hour it attempts murder on the cat.

Do you enjoy many late hours, Strange?

Somebody has to.

I'm not talking about magically coming to this town's aid. Just whether it's a preference or habit forged by repetition.

It's 9:30. Sorry if I've kept you up past your bedtime, but it's surely a little early to accuse me of being a night owl.

Accuse? I thought this was a thrilling conversation. Your words.

Little habit, little preference. Up until recently it's been difficult to get anything done while I'm sleeping.

Your magic works while you’re asleep?

[ Ha. Figured that would work. ]

Yes and no. Astral projection at least lets me get on with things.

[ if only she knew how obviously her interest was being piqued. ]

That's a useful trick.
Got any others?

No. I can astral project, that's it, the full sum of my skill.

Charming.

Don't ask stupid questions.
I can't tell you all my secrets or you'll never come to club nights.

I like to think of it more as useful queries.
Oh, I'd never presume that you've shown me everything worth knowing yet.

Good.

I should get going. It's almost 10pm.

[ So late!!! (It is late to be texting a woman you've supposedly only met once, he hadn't missed her point. The more flippant the sign off, the better.) ]

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