[New York] Antagonistic Roots

"...but what about""Just take your damn footlong and make a run for it Jackson!"

There was very little time to make consensus on the nuances of safety in monotony, any stragglers were peer pressured into following the crowd through the very brittle looking bridge to presumably home, a group effort was even done to carry the wheelchair across. The mass of white bodies was being held back again, but it wasn't letting up, so it was imperative to push forward. The door seemed quite resilient to the acid at first, but it crumpled all the while. The fire exit staircase was quite visible from the other wise.

Upon crossing the door, Strange would be able to see Jaime well on his way to the rooftops, before being assailed by a freezing chill coming from the fire extinguisher on the right side. "all i want is peace, all i want is peace, all i want is peace", the chant could be heard farther and farther. "Save me, yes! That's all you lot want to do!", he rebuted, shutting down the metal door leading to the ceiling. Strange would notice that the building was now complicit in this escape, as the stairs only seemed to grow longer as he would ascend through them. The doors were no longer content with being obliterated, and instead an at-first orderly of metal doors seemed to spawn in front of the ever-distant exit, up until they collapsed with the wall and overflowed as it kept multiplying, raining sheets of metal downwards onto the Doctor.

After the exit was breached, the world seemed to whip back around as it corrected the height of the building, it aided the menacing air he was extruding for sure. From here, the pale streets of New York were now botched black, as the entirety of its faux population was assembled at the bottom of the building. Jaime didn't have much of a place to run left or trash to put between him and the sorcerer, so he was forced to listen. "What have WE done to whatever wizard dimension you come from?!", Jamie lashed back out, it was not within his ken to understand what happened to the building, to him, this was New York, clean and pure. "That's such a bollocks answer. At what point should I trust someone that can destroy the world?! Because they saved a cat? Stopped a robbery? Held together a collapsing bridge? Are you gonna solve world hunger?!". Jaime took his glasses off and slammed them to the floor, and somehow, he still had another pair of glasses on. "I did! Kinda, but I did it! Jackson's never been more chatty and healthy. Alexis no longer has to call in sick if the elevator's busted. Clifford's dog got the best vet care he couldn't once afford. Dana and Pierre are coming around I'm sure, their kids are here somewhere sure, I'll find them...they're here...in New York...they haven't left New York...", he stammered, a contradiction, that wasn't good, that made no sense, this was New York, perfect, pure.

"AND LOOK AT WHAT YOU'RE DOING TO IT", he returned to the subject matter.

"Look, Magic Man, i don't need to 'control' it. I don't want to control anything other than my shift", Jamie absolved responsability, clearly unaware of the rift that exists in the real New York. "All I know is that you're ruining it. We were about to have food catered for today due to our exceptional performance, even, of all the days for-", Jaime turned around and walked back as he gathered his tumultous thoughts. "You're not going to help me, you're going to help yourself. You're gonna take New York, and put it in your fancy wizard orb on a night shelf on your evil wizard collection. And i'm not going to be a part of that", he pointed back at Strange, then turned around at the distant horizon, of the beauty of nothing beyond New York. "I'm NOT, being a PART, of THAT!".

Jamie turned around and ran, jumping off the building and fading from sight. It took a moment, but he could then be seen flying south, hoisted by an abnormal number of pigeons.

"Look here Doctor Wizard, I graduated top of my class in computer science, not multidimensional balance!", Jamie admitted being out of his depth on the subject of this universe's stability, or any universe for that matter. The world shifted, and Strange would see a golem appear from thin air flailing at him with a cane. The skies ahead and above darkened as the world displaced its population above to harass Strange by swinging and throwing every day items at him, as well as with the weight of their incongruent bodies.

"It's not really a choice with any of you ever, you will 'help' me either way, you will me bring pain either way", Jamie yelled back, the rain seemed to slow down if only to deliver this message. As Strange's sightlines cleared, he would realize they were approaching the end of the sketched world; Liberty Island. "So I'll do the right thing, you fight for your peace, i'll fight for mine!", the birds gained altitude and the storm of faux people resumed, taking Jamie to the crown of the Statue of Liberty.

The grounded metaphor seemed to have helped give Jamie pause, Stephen went for a consulting session, so why not be the consultant himself. "And why should I trust you over her?", Jamie challenged him, who was 'her'? "I've sacrificed much to get to where I am, friends, leisure, I was thaught that if I worked hard it would all come back to me, and yet I kept losing more, for no fault of my own. You're a neurosurgeon, not a shrink, so you wouldn't care either, if you're actually one of course", Jamie put Strange's non-evil-wizard credentials in question. "And when I stared up at her I thought I would, too, be lost to some increscribable force from outer space, but no, she reassured me, she even gave me my lizard back. She then promised me that...she would be the last of my worries", Jamie glossed over a lot of things, but it didn't sound like it was the handiwork of an entity he was acquainted with.

"Slowly, but surely that became true, I got to work with no vehicles being thrown over my head, and got home to find it in one piece, tranquility, serenity, it got better and better until I woke up one day to austere perfection", he extended his arms, a frog boiling in water, hypnotized into believing this was still New York. "This city is safe, forever. Why should I care about what the moonites at Qxuzrtryx-1000003 have to say about it? Why should any of my friends care about it?", Jamie rebutted, with the tone of a genuine question, Strange seemed to have neglected saying that his coworkers were evacuated during all of this tussle.

"What do you mean 'real'? This is New York! A better New York! A safer New York! You're a doctor, maybe, you know sterile means good!", Jamie rambled, not noticing his own contradictions. "I don't believe for a 'second' they left on their own, I bet you told them you would destroy this world and you made them run away in fear straight into some sketchy wizard dimension", he rebutted, not being entirely far from the truth. "But I'm sure that's fine to you, you did your job, you 'saved' them. I bet half of them will want back in by next Casual Friday, and maybe Dana will bring her damn kid with her and stop bringing drama up every morning". He went on. Jamie dodged the question as to whom he was contacted by, if he even knew. Perhaps if Strange was a shrink he would actually know the words he needed to say to pacify the raving workaholic, but he hadn't been sold on the multiversal imbalance part of the equation yet.