Strange had wanted to present something more exciting and dramatic, which would obviously be the best way to turn people’s heads and draw their attention, but the prospect of running a live blood transfusion in the middle of a showroom floor was apparently a little too ambitious.
Baby steps, the others reminded him.
Which is how he spends his time at another table beside Cosima and her microscope, mostly doing middle school science experiments with, basically, papier-mâché. He demonstrates their plaster-wrapped mummy-esque figure, talks about how it provides a clean stable environment for bones to regrow unimpeded, how it’s like a splint but so much better. He slathers layers of plaster onto intrigued visitors’ arms passing by their table, letting them wander off before returning to be broken loose. At one point, a guest eventually starts panicking and prying at the solid cast, Get it off get it off get it off, and Strange is trying to keep them calm, but ultimately needs some assistance from someone else to pin them down and cut them out of it with a large pair of scissors. (“Lend a hand please??”)
In more successful visits, perhaps an interested party stops by, an NPC academic or wannabe-scientist or healer, and he starts talking their ear off about the science. Bars of soap are shoved into hands as expo treats, and he has to keep reminding the guests not to eat them. The food tables are the other direction.
In the evening, off-campus, he attends a fancy dinner hoping to woo some donors. He’s wearing an Orlesian mask in the manner of a plague doctor, but too decorative and raven-like to look real. He carries on eager conversation amongst the group, hands gesticulating wildly; or perhaps seeks refuge by the dessert table later with a fellow member of Riftwatch, taking a breather from all that schmoozing.
( also feel free to wildcard! hmu @ quadrille if you wanna confab. )
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Baby steps, the others reminded him.
Which is how he spends his time at another table beside Cosima and her microscope, mostly doing middle school science experiments with, basically, papier-mâché. He demonstrates their plaster-wrapped mummy-esque figure, talks about how it provides a clean stable environment for bones to regrow unimpeded, how it’s like a splint but so much better. He slathers layers of plaster onto intrigued visitors’ arms passing by their table, letting them wander off before returning to be broken loose. At one point, a guest eventually starts panicking and prying at the solid cast, Get it off get it off get it off, and Strange is trying to keep them calm, but ultimately needs some assistance from someone else to pin them down and cut them out of it with a large pair of scissors. (“Lend a hand please??”)
In more successful visits, perhaps an interested party stops by, an NPC academic or wannabe-scientist or healer, and he starts talking their ear off about the science. Bars of soap are shoved into hands as expo treats, and he has to keep reminding the guests not to eat them. The food tables are the other direction.
In the evening, off-campus, he attends a fancy dinner hoping to woo some donors. He’s wearing an Orlesian mask in the manner of a plague doctor, but too decorative and raven-like to look real. He carries on eager conversation amongst the group, hands gesticulating wildly; or perhaps seeks refuge by the dessert table later with a fellow member of Riftwatch, taking a breather from all that schmoozing.
( also feel free to wildcard! hmu @