[@Framing A Moose]
Brenner firmly shook her hand. "Hi. I'm Strange. Oh, wait that sounded wrong. I'm not weird or like that just, um, you know. Ugh that's my name. Brenner Strange." He considered adding 'Sorcerer-Supreme-in-Traing' on the end, but that was just a bit arrogant. He slid his fingers underneath the strap of his satchel nervously. [i]'Get it together, Bren.'[/i] He thought. "So, you like the flying, eh? Not as cool as a Goddam spaceship though!" He was about to take off, and do a bit of aerobatics, when he said. "This is usually the point where I'd show off, but, the cloak is glitchng out."
[i][colour=Cyan]"I'm not just a cloak, Doc!"[/colour][/i] Whispered a quiet voice in Brenner's head. His cloak gave a slight tug upwards. He lifted it up, over his head, and slung it over his shoulder. "Sorry 'bout that little interlude. So, how on Earth did you get a spaceship?"