542/Raphael's Flask

Raphael's Flask
Date of Scene:	15 March 2020
Location:	Sanctum Santorum
Synopsis:	Nick asks about the flask Strange gave him. A tree barks at Strange.
Cast of Characters:	Michael Hannigan, Stephen Strange

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Michael Hannigan has posed:
It's a Sunday like any other. The sun came up. People flocked to church and people had their post church traditions before going home to forget what it was that was being discussed in church.

The weather is reasonably pleasant enough for a mid March Sunday. Mainly, it's above the 50s and it's not raining. Perfect for walking in. Which is what Mike is doing while still dressed in his Sunday attire, hair and small beard properly groomed for the quest he already fulfilled.

He had been intending to get a morning coffee on the way back but his mind had wandered and he soon finds himself in front of the very place he first met Doctor Strange. Odd indeed considering where his thoughts had drifted.

Stephen Strange has posed:
    The infamous brownstone stands tall and untouched by average wear and tear that one might see on a building such as this and of this age. The thing looks quite pristine and still somewhat out of place, even in Greenwich. The top window looking out among the city as if it was some great sentinel guarding its post. Out front is a man looking over the two trees that hang over the sidewalk and the yards for several decades at least and he has his scared hands in balled fists on his hips. "Budding quite nicely already." The man says to the elm tree and a smirk leveled at it before he looks over his shoulder at the other one, "You, not so much."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike looks to the sorceror sharing his feedback to the trees. His head tilts curiously before he speaks up. "Good morning." He greets, giving a quasi warning of his presence before continuing, "I don't think we were properly introduced last time."

Stephen Strange has posed:
    Stephen looks over his shoulder in Mike's direction as he talks and a finger gets held up, telling Mike to either shush, or the doctor will be with him in a moment. "I'm not putting you down." Stephen says, stepping up towards the second tree and he even points at the flora. "If I were putting you down, I'd just as soon be chopping you down." The wizard remarks with a roll of his eyes and a gasp as he taps his ears with one finger while he turns to face Mike.

    "We weren't, and we haven't. I, am Doctor Stephen Strange. And you are Mike. Do you feel better about yourself now?"

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike archs an eyebrow as he's put on call waiting while Strange finishes his conversation up with the, apparently snippy, tree.

He glances to the building, giving the odd doctor his squabble time.

"Wasn't the intent. Just figured it was better than just going into the question." Mike replies, glancing to the trees as a hand slides into his pocket. "Was that your flask that got left behind at the hospital?"

Stephen Strange has posed:
    "Mike, most people around here don't take time to get to know each other before worrying about themselves, unless they already know you." The wizard says with a shrug before he allows Mike to move onto the acutal point of his visit. "Not my flask no. It was Raphael's, and I carried it for the first time ever that night. I believe it was meant to be in your possession." Stephen says, feeling like that should pretty much cover it and he looks back to the trees when a circle of light appears on his finger tip and he starts to move it towards his ear.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
"Raphael's Fla-" Mike shakes his head, "You mean you just happen to grab one of the belongings of a saint before swinging by a hospital that I was at while reciting lyrics written for the same one?"

He brings a hand up to rub against his temple. "Although, not to say based from the appearance of that one that there can't be more than one but stil..."

Stephen Strange has posed:
    "That's exactly what I'm telling you Mike." Stephen says in a light sort of tone before looking back at the musician. "Are you saying you want another flask? That isn't in my capabilities Mike."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
"No." Mike responds, "Just went off on a tangent. That's all." He looks at Strange for a few moments quietly before he shakes his head again, "Well. Thanks."

Stephen Strange has posed:
    Strange then lifts a hand in farewell to Mike before he turns back to his trees and presses that piece of light to his ears once again. "No, I'm NOT going to chop you down! It was just what I WOULD do... Don't give me that."