Precisely what he wanted to hear. Strange gives 9S a wide grin. Normally he'd end the act differently, but screw it! He has a seal here who's equally desperate to show off, let's craft something on the spot.
"Siobhan!" he calls out, before gesturing to the water barrel and muttering under his breath. The seal's eyes sparkle as she swims back through the air. A moment later, a different seal forms from the water in the barrel, one held together by Strange's magic and one that looks like a replica of his daemon.
It's taking all his concentration to keep the water in the shape of the seal and keep it mirroring Siobhan's movements. The two seals dance around the air, swimming in circles, twirling around each other in an elegant aerial ballet. It lasts a minute or so before Siobhan notices that Strange looks a bit tired out. She swims back towards Strange who, with a gesture, sends the water seal flying past 9S and Pod, splashing against the wall of the big top near the back of the stands.
"And there we go," Strange simply remarks, obviously out of breath. "Not entirely what I usually do but, then again, I usually don't have a seal for a soul!" As he talks, Siobhan nudges the barrel of water with her head. It falls over and what's left of it splashes onto the floor of the big top. With a look of relief, Strange steps into the puddle, followed by his daemon.
"I do hope you enjoyed it!" Strange mutters something under his breath before giving 9S a wild grin. Less than a second later, both seal and magician vanish into the puddle...only to reappear at the back of the stands, currently out of sight of the camera, but easily audible and visible if 9S turned around. Really, Strange knows he should say something, but he'll wait a moment for Pod to turn off the camera and to catch his friggen breath. When was the last time he had done so much magic like that, for such a long period of time?
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"Siobhan!" he calls out, before gesturing to the water barrel and muttering under his breath. The seal's eyes sparkle as she swims back through the air. A moment later, a different seal forms from the water in the barrel, one held together by Strange's magic and one that looks like a replica of his daemon.
It's taking all his concentration to keep the water in the shape of the seal and keep it mirroring Siobhan's movements. The two seals dance around the air, swimming in circles, twirling around each other in an elegant aerial ballet. It lasts a minute or so before Siobhan notices that Strange looks a bit tired out. She swims back towards Strange who, with a gesture, sends the water seal flying past 9S and Pod, splashing against the wall of the big top near the back of the stands.
"And there we go," Strange simply remarks, obviously out of breath. "Not entirely what I usually do but, then again, I usually don't have a seal for a soul!" As he talks, Siobhan nudges the barrel of water with her head. It falls over and what's left of it splashes onto the floor of the big top. With a look of relief, Strange steps into the puddle, followed by his daemon.
"I do hope you enjoyed it!" Strange mutters something under his breath before giving 9S a wild grin. Less than a second later, both seal and magician vanish into the puddle...only to reappear at the back of the stands, currently out of sight of the camera, but easily audible and visible if 9S turned around. Really, Strange knows he should say something, but he'll wait a moment for Pod to turn off the camera and to catch his friggen breath. When was the last time he had done so much magic like that, for such a long period of time?