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Terrors waking that morning will find a few things amiss with the ship: 1. it's hot and humid inside their cabins, and 2. the ship itself is rocking.  Swaying, in fact, as though the ice beneath them has melted and the ship is moving. Which it is, actually, and quite quickly too. 

The holes in the side of Terror have been repaired, the rigging put up on the masts, the dual wheels of the helm moving as the ship races through the waves on its own. Up above the sun is shining brightly. 
H.M.S. Terror is sailing once more, destination unknown.

(no subject)

Date: 2020-06-30 07:13 pm (UTC)
kingsroads: (small cheeky little smile)
From: [personal profile] kingsroads
Strange's expression shifts back to a grin as he sees Crozier smile.

"I never said that I didn't. Only that it's hypocritical for you to call yourself old, you...you child!"

(no subject)

Date: 2020-06-30 09:18 pm (UTC)
kingsroads: (dude are you sure?)
From: [personal profile] kingsroads
"And I think you're not putting enough faith! You have the potential to be a great magician, Crozier. I don't know why you refuse to accept it."

Strange's words are entirely serious. In his mind, Crozier is nothing but magical potential that he wants to help nurture.

(no subject)

Date: 2020-06-30 10:03 pm (UTC)
kingsroads: (aw small smile)
From: [personal profile] kingsroads
The use of his first name catches Strange by surprise. He stays silent as he listens to Crozier's explanation. Strange's expression shifts to a much softer smile as he fixes his gaze on Crozier.

"I am of the opinion that a man does not have to move mountains or command an entire army to be great. Sometimes a great man can be one who simply continues on and tries his best under challenging circumstances. Sometimes those circumstances involve holding together a motley crew, striving against insurmountable odds, or venturing forth into a London they know nothing about to rescue a mad magician from his own thoughts.

You are great, Francis. And as long as I am the Terror's magician—as long as I am your magician, I refuse to let you speak about yourself that way."

(no subject)

Date: 2020-06-30 11:55 pm (UTC)
kingsroads: (maybe we can talk about other things?)
From: [personal profile] kingsroads
Strange reaches over to clap a hand on Crozier's shoulder, giving it a reassuring pat as he continues talking.

"It's silly to define me by my achievements—especially since once we conquer your dreams, commanding the ice is precisely what I intend to teach you next."

(no subject)

Date: 2020-07-01 01:21 am (UTC)
kingsroads: (well why don't we do this?)
From: [personal profile] kingsroads
Strange, having only the faintest idea about what an ice master actually is, doesn't press Crozier's hesitation.

"And that should precisely give you an advantage with the ice! When I first arrived in the Arctic, I found the ice incredibly difficult to work with. Even now, I have to admit my magic revolving around the Arctic has less finesse than I'd like. Whereas you already know the landscape backwards and forwards!"

(no subject)

Date: 2020-07-01 02:32 am (UTC)
kingsroads: (small little smiles)
From: [personal profile] kingsroads
Strange would definitely go on for another fifteen minutes. However, Crozier's shoulder grab stops him from yammering too much about magic. He sighs, like this is a great imposition, before giving Crozier a small smile to show that he's joking.

"We'll start up again tonight, apprentice. I'll see you in your dreams."

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