As the situation continues, Strange walks into the tent, looking over everything, trying to figure out what's going on, and ignoring the fact that he's shown up fifteen minutes late with the metaphorical Starbucks. Childermass, Zan, Reira, and anybody else standing around and watching get a little nod. And, as Papyrus's brother starts yelling and thrashing, okay yeah, no, let's knock him the hell out, if only to keep him from yelling.
Nobody is going to sedate him, Tyki says, except for the fact that if Strange has his way, that skeleton is straight up going to get sedated. This is the Reira situation all over again and this guy is just going to hurt himself or others if this keeps up.
"Try not to breathe," he announces to the room as a whole, giving a particular look at Tyki. Have fun trying to stop smoke, buddy. Because then, a moment later, Strange just straight up turns into a dark purple smoke, clothing and all. The smoke floats across the tent floor before it curls upwards, floating in place around the skeleton's face and floating into his...nostrils? Nose holes? Anyway, there's a small cloud of poisonous purple smoke currently floating around the skeleton's head. It smells oddly sweet.
Hopefully this will work. Strange isn't entirely sure if skeletons need to breathe in the first place.
The problem, of course, is that Mari's right there, holding the skeleton. Thankfully, Mari is a full-size adult who currently isn't hopped up on a billion fae poisons. So if she accidentally inhales some of Strange's smoke (ew) then the most that would happen to her is a dizzy feeling, like she's about to pass out. It's extremely disorienting, but not debilitating.
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Nobody is going to sedate him, Tyki says, except for the fact that if Strange has his way, that skeleton is straight up going to get sedated. This is the Reira situation all over again and this guy is just going to hurt himself or others if this keeps up.
"Try not to breathe," he announces to the room as a whole, giving a particular look at Tyki. Have fun trying to stop smoke, buddy. Because then, a moment later, Strange just straight up turns into a dark purple smoke, clothing and all. The smoke floats across the tent floor before it curls upwards, floating in place around the skeleton's face and floating into his...nostrils? Nose holes? Anyway, there's a small cloud of poisonous purple smoke currently floating around the skeleton's head. It smells oddly sweet.
Hopefully this will work. Strange isn't entirely sure if skeletons need to breathe in the first place.
The problem, of course, is that Mari's right there, holding the skeleton. Thankfully, Mari is a full-size adult who currently isn't hopped up on a billion fae poisons. So if she accidentally inhales some of Strange's smoke (ew) then the most that would happen to her is a dizzy feeling, like she's about to pass out. It's extremely disorienting, but not debilitating.