nextgen_adult:

After Jennifer Kale had confirmed that Vincent's experiment was not the cause of the unusual situation, they'd moved on to the Sorcerer Supreme. After a cursory examination of Vincent and the magical imprint left upon him, Strange seemed oddly amused by the turn of events, considering it's rather benign tone overall.

"This cannot be allowed to stand indefinitely, however. I should be able to perform a spell of soul-mending, which should rectify the problem. We'll need the true cause of this, however..." He steps away from his fellow mages, and Kristoff, and conjures a portal.

"Quinn. Come here now. I have some questions for you." When an individual could raise as much trouble as that one could, it behooved Strange to keep a feeler out as to his location.

quitethecharmer:

Eventually, the mortal Vincent and Kristoff arrived at Jennifer Kale's home. It was relatively inoccuous compared to Strange's Sanctum Sanctorum, but the wards and residual magic around it stood out like a beacon. The half of Vincent reflected on how long it had been since one of his formal lessons.

"Home away from home." He commented to himself as he leaped from the still descending Fantasticar out of habit. His legs screamed their protest as he made his landing from a bit higher than would have been comfortable for a human in relatively fit condition. His face strains, but he doesn't let out any noise of discomfort.

He advances to the front door and knocks.

quitethecharmer:

Vincent's Asgardian self had remained at the Baxter Building while his mortal self had departed with Kristoff. He'd devised an, while perhaps not as intricate as he would have previously done, effective tracking spell and was identifying other affected individuals, in hopes of locating the original source.

It was going to take some time to cycle however, leaving Vincent uncomfortably alone with his thoughts. He'd gone to speak with Andrea, but had silently withdrawn after spotting her with Mac. It wasn't his place to try to comfort her, not anymore.

Oh yes, he so enjoyed having thought thought stirred up again.

After a fruitless attempt to try to busy himself with something in his work space, his eyes fall on his phone. He bites his lip in hesitation, then picks it up. "Dial Moira."

awesome_andrea:

The Andreas had discussed it and decided that it was only logical (that had been the android) and right (that had been the human) that they make Mac aware of the situation currently going on.  So the human Andrea had called him up and asked him to come over, saying that she had news.

The two could be found waiting in the lounge of the FF's living quarters.

The android was not worried, of course.  Because she had no capacity to feel worried.  But the human was very worried.  She was feeling very small and vulnerable and alone.

nextgen_misc:

It started as a large blast of magical energy in London, but it quickly spread outward. It started slowly, but it quickly gained speed and eventually it would travel over the whole planet.