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*Request for allonsy_rosie* Doctor Strange

During his training he did struggle and of course it was all because of his arrogance so after a few sass riff-offs between the two of us, I gained his respect and offered to help him out (and also gain access to the books without Wong ever knowing. Yep I taught him that trick). And through our training, we also opened up to each other about our personal lives.

He told me about his partner? Ex-partner? Christine Palmer and that she was the reason he didn't want to give up the watch. He shared with me that the real reason he had wanted to become a neurosurgeon is that he had a younger sister who had suffered a stage 3 brain tumor. She fought for as long as she could and they had even managed to take out most of the tumor but then suddenly it came back with a vengeance and she died three days later.

In return I shared with him a story that only the Ancient One and Wong only knew of me. In Ta Lo where I was born and raised for a brief moment of my childhood, there was a deadly disease carried by the Malarias (to normal people they would look like mosquitoes if they were 10x bigger. About the size of an English bulldog) that suddenly began to sweep throughout all of Ta Lo. My parents desperately wanting to save me, sent me through the forests and out into the real world so that I wouldn't get infected while they fought bravely to keep them from entering this world.

Wandering alone on the streets a lowly orphan, I was found by the Ancient One herself who knew of my birthplace and where I had come from. Her and Wong both tutored me on the ways of the Mystic arts, both from their perspective and from my own arts that came from my land.

When I was 10 years old I was given permission to finally return and see what had became of my homeland. When I arrived and passed the tests in order to gain entrance, I found my grandmother and grandfather who had survived the Malarias invasion, however they told me the sad truth that my parents died defending the exit in which I had escaped. And the last thing they ever spoke was my name and sending a prayer of protection and guidance to me.

From there my training was split between my homeland and Kamar-Taj until I felt like I was destined to remain by the Ancient Ones side. For a great evil would soon come to Earth and I felt like I could help stop it (if I could). My grandparents accepted my fate and gave me my relic before bidding me farewell. Fast forward 2 years later and that's when I found Strange just shortly after my 14th birthday.

From then on Strange and I developed what you may consider a mentor-mentoree relationship that tips on the scale of being like a father-daughter type relationship. Don't get me wrong Strange still has his ego moments that I have to deflate (Wong gets a little wishy-washy when it comes to Strange's recklessness behavior). And I'll admit sometimes I have my moments of pushing myself to the limit and Strange has to step in and sometimes force me to rest.

"Come on, as Sorcerer Supreme I command that you take the rest of the day off."

"Just because your Sorcerer Supreme does not make you a king." I sassed at him. "But if it'll get you off my back I'll take a break." I placed my blades in their sheaths that crossed behind my lower back.

"I was thinking about maybe doing some different kind of training with you." He offered.

"And just what other kind of training is there?"

"Well I've been going through your music playlist."

"You took my computer? How'd you get my password?" I snapped.

"Next time you create a password, don't make it a gag to a joke."

"Damn. And I would've though 'I don't remember' was the perfect one."

"Anyway, figure I help expand on your music taste."

"I've got good music."

"All you have is K-Pop and maybe one or two classic rock bands on your playlist."