Z. BRIGHT.

student @ strange academy.

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“You’re not familiar with magic, are you?”

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spectormcrc​:

Steven hardly noticed that he was peering behind the younger girl, fascinated by all of the books she seemed to have open. He couldn’t read some of them, but he was sure they were magic related. He’d finally opted to not wear the suit for this visit, although he was sure the presence of a stranger was still unsettling for her. “I really don’t mean any harm, I swear it. I’m just trying to find my friend and Sheriff Strange seemed like a good first step.”

Friendship was pretty big to Emily, so that did appeal to her emotional side. Her nose scrunched as she muttered a spell under her breath and all the books seemingly closed by themselves. “You don’t seem particularly harmful anyway, and I’m not totally helpless.” The fire burned under her fingertips, restless and wanting out. “Maybe I can help? What’s your name?”

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dormmu​:

“woah woah, hey! don’t come any closer ––” doyle took a step backwards defensively, a fireball growing and shifting between his palms.

“--Hey.” Emily held both hands up. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

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spectormcrc​:

“While that sounds just.. lovely, really, I’m actually on a bit of a mission here. I was hoping to get pointed in the direction of Sheriff Strange.” Or Marc Spector. Layla El-Faouly would be great too. But asking around for those names would probably get Steven killed if he wasn’t careful. 

“He comes here sometimes.” Emily divulged before pausing. “But I probably shouldn’t say anything else.”

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hellfirepriest​:

“Hahahaha, you’re getting damned for that one.” He replied mockingly while disappointed in his student. “Well, if we look at Satana and my hell as two separate hells, there are several. There’s various circles and even pocket dimensions within the encompassing term we use as hell. Curious or interested in sight seeing?”

“Please don’t damn me.” Emily straightened up. “So they all co-exist, like how different gods and goddesses have their own afterlives.” That made sense if she thought about it. “I mean, sure. Only if I get to come home afterwards.” 

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dormmu​:

“the doge meme? come on, emily, that’s so 2013,” doyle couldn’t help the pink that quickly spread from his cheeks to cover his entire head, “and you – i like yours too. i mean- you know what i mean.”

“We were, like, five then and I didn’t get to properly enjoy it.” Doyle began to get flustered and Emily leaned in, kissing the pink flamed cheeks. “Yeah, I know.”

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wizardstrange​:

Stephen fell silent at those words, taking a moment to examine the girl in front of him. She looked like a kicked puppy. And he felt an odd sense of guilt that he didn’t feel more sad about her loss. It was hard to when the person she lost was another version of him. A version that theoretically Stephen shouldn’t have even known existed. Sighing, he motioned for Emily to come further into the Sanctum. “You’re not bothering me,” He told her honestly as he pressed his lips into a tight, sympathetic smile. “A student, huh? Clea was telling me that the other Strange had a school. An academy.”

“Yeah.” She exhaled, relieved to have not been kicked out or laughed at. “An entire school’s worth of magical kids. It’s kind of overwhelming, but the staff is really good. Doctor Strange picked the best of the best. Would you ever, uh,” Emily paused. “Be interested in coming sometime? I could give you a tour.”

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destroyrofworlds​:

“I was kidding. I can probably answer whatever question you have.”

“Oh, that’s, uh.. That’s funny?” Emily tried to smile. “Do you know about Strange Academy?”

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barneswinters​:

Bucky was still trying to get his realities straight, but with more faces popping up every day that was becoming increasingly difficult. This girl’s Strange was dead, his was not. “I almost wish I didn’t ask.” He admitted, his tone not entirely rude. But he wasn’t kidding. Some of what she described was really starting to sound like something out of The Hobbit and not real life. The use of his former codename forced him to responded with a tightened nod, trying his best to shake off the annoyance that he was forever going to be called the Winter Soldier. And there was nothing he could do about it. “Yeah, that’s me. It’s nice to meet you, Emily.”

“Oh.” Shrinking back a little Emily shrugged her shoulders. “You can pretend I didn’t say anything, then. About any of it.” She tended to be a bit explosive by nature, but this guy was a big shot hero. She didn’t want to make him uncomfortable. 

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destroyrofworlds​:

“You might have to remind me what that even is…  but congrats?”

“Doctor Strange’s school for magical kids. It was something he established before he died. You could always come by sometime.”

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mvrdck​:

“ - and you’re not at all sure how this kiss resurrected your friend?”

“Nope. Doyle was dead,” which was weird to say. “We kissed and now he’s back. Strange was going to look into it before he... Well, we’re kinda on our own here. I’m just glad Doyle is okay. Talk about a Sleeping Beauty situation, huh?”

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bcrtonhawk​:

“Sounds like your dad’s not a huge fan.” Not that Clint cared. That entire aspect of the job was definitely his least favorite, if it wasn’t clear by Kate insisting he rebrand himself.

“He’s pretty impartial, actually. We lived in Kansas so it’s not there’s often big battles there. We kinda just live normal lives. Well, normal until all of this.” 

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spectormcrc​:

“Oh, magic! Like a magic trick? Or are you talking about the real deal?” Steven was kidding, of course.

“Magic magic. Like spells and stuff.” Emily held up a hand. Her nose scrunched before it burst into flames. “Magic.”

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webheadmorales​:

“Really?” Miles asked, the enthusiasm oozing from his tone as he perked up and held his hand out. He didn’t even realize his mask was still halfway pulled up for a few seconds, his grin on full display. “Well cool! I dunno if I’ve really met any fans or anything. What’s your name?”

“I mean -- yeah. You’re Spider-man. You’ve definitely got the cooler suit.” Emily shook his hand. “I’m Emily Bright.”

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peterfour​:

peter sat up slowly, yawning once before taking to his feet, “sorry, hi. you absolutely can.” he smiled from beneath the mask, before realizing she wouldn’t be able to see that and offering a hand for her to shake, “spider-man. and you are?”

“I’m Emily Bright, and I have no codename.” That was probably because she wasn’t a hero. “I’m coming from Strange Academy.”

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druiiig​:

“alright cool it, pippi longstocking. strange and i aren’t on the loveliest of terms right now. but congratulations.”

“First of all, I’m not Pippi Longstocking. Second of all, what beef do you have with a dead guy right now??”

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druiiig​:

“homework, huh?” druig laughed, shaking his head, “take it. save yourself.”

“Magical Artifacts and Articulations with Brother Voodoo. Do you know him?” Emily glanced down at the artifact in her hands. “Thanks. I love magic, but transfiguration isn’t totally my cup of tea.”