[ Let's be real here, it's gonna take a lot to unnerve Childermass.
As they reach the backyard, Strange can't help but look around, eyes drawn to all the different aspects of the scenery, partly to look around and partly because ah. Childermass wishes to talk about madness. The elephant in the room, the fact that, try as he may (though he's certainly not trying) he can't really hide that glint of madness that sticks to his expression. ]
An old woman gave me the gift of madness after I turned her into a cat. [ Just said very matter-of-factly, and with a small hint of pride in his voice. But, Childermass deserves more of an explanation than that, and Strange isn't the sort to keep secrets. After a pause, he continues. ] When I visited the King of England, the man saw and spoke to a fairy in the room. While the fairy never showed himself to me, he verified his presence by spiriting away the King to God knows where—I brought him back, by the way. Obviously.
[ Strange continues talking, gesturing slightly with his hands as he does so. ] The King obviously has no magic and yet he talked to the fairy as if he was right in the room. He's not the only one, of course. There have been tales of other madmen seeing fairies. So I decided that if I were to summon one and make a bargain with it, I must turn myself mad.
[ And then Strange smiiiiiiles, that wide toothy smile of his that's varying shades of unhinged. ] It worked. I made myself mad and summoned a fairy, a gentleman with silvery hair. We had a lovely conversation about potential bargains.
[ But just one time. Because the going canon point is after he drunk some more crazy juice but before he talked to the gentleman the second time when EVERYTHING WENT TO SHIT. ]
It was when I attempted to summon him again that the Ringmaster showed herself and we made our bargain.
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As they reach the backyard, Strange can't help but look around, eyes drawn to all the different aspects of the scenery, partly to look around and partly because ah. Childermass wishes to talk about madness. The elephant in the room, the fact that, try as he may (though he's certainly not trying) he can't really hide that glint of madness that sticks to his expression. ]
An old woman gave me the gift of madness after I turned her into a cat. [ Just said very matter-of-factly, and with a small hint of pride in his voice. But, Childermass deserves more of an explanation than that, and Strange isn't the sort to keep secrets. After a pause, he continues. ] When I visited the King of England, the man saw and spoke to a fairy in the room. While the fairy never showed himself to me, he verified his presence by spiriting away the King to God knows where—I brought him back, by the way. Obviously.
[ Strange continues talking, gesturing slightly with his hands as he does so. ] The King obviously has no magic and yet he talked to the fairy as if he was right in the room. He's not the only one, of course. There have been tales of other madmen seeing fairies. So I decided that if I were to summon one and make a bargain with it, I must turn myself mad.
[ And then Strange smiiiiiiles, that wide toothy smile of his that's varying shades of unhinged. ] It worked. I made myself mad and summoned a fairy, a gentleman with silvery hair. We had a lovely conversation about potential bargains.
[ But just one time. Because the going canon point is after he drunk some more crazy juice but before he talked to the gentleman the second time when EVERYTHING WENT TO SHIT. ]
It was when I attempted to summon him again that the Ringmaster showed herself and we made our bargain.