The Perk, Thursday Afternoon

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Valkyrie's visit had come and gone and Jane was left with coming up with times to go back to New Asgard like she was asked to and a lot of time to think on some other things brought up by her.

And fiddling with her phone, looking at messages from Erik and Darcy, checking in on things. Which meant that Jane was drowning her sorrows with a PSL. Because it was that time of year for them and it was necessary to work up to responding to any of the very well meaning messages.

There could be a superhero emergency at any time to prevent her from doing so, though. That'd be great.

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[scarlet_chaos]

Oh look who was dressing like people today, it was a miracle. Wanda had a rough weekend, and was still feeling the effects of it, so she was hitting up the Perk for something horrible and sugary before going back to dwell in her apartment.

Wanda had done a lot of dwelling over the last few days. It had even cut into her Darkhold time.

She managed to muster up a smile and wave to Jane when she saw her, however.

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Jane smiled back, more than happy to also have a distraction from some weekend things. Though hers were probably still less intense than any of Wanda's.

"Wanda," she said, lifting her PSL in greeting. "How are you?"

[scarlet_chaos]

"Odd weekend," Wanda admitted. "Still kind of recovering from it. You? I saw you had a visitor."

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"I did," Jane said, looking a little worried about the recovering thing, but moved onto the question for now. "I think she was happy to have a break from back home, you know?"

[scarlet_chaos]

"King seems like a stressful job," Wanda said, grabbing her frappe once it was ready. She had ordered a ridiculous amount of caramel on it. Maybe that would make her feel better. "Mind if I sit?"

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Jane nodded eagerly, gesturing at the seat across from her. Look, any time to focus on someone else was a-okay with her this week.

"She asked me to come back to New Asgard to check in more than just over the phone," Jane admitted. "So, I guess I'll be doing more practice on the flying thing."

[sith_happened]

Anakin was stopping in for his daily dose of caffeine when he spotted Jane. "Hello there," he said. "How was the rest of your weekend?"

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"It was good," Jane said, going with the visit as a whole being positive. Even if it was anxiety inducing now. "I didn't get to meet your guest... or would that have been awkward with the whole."

She just gestured at her own face.

[sith_happened]

"It might've been a little awkward," Anakin said. "She died when Luke was a baby but--"

Still. Kind of weird.

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"Oh!" Oh, that was not who she thought his guest might be. "He looks kind of like you. Just..."

She did a short motion with her hand.

[sith_happened]

Anakin chuckled. "Yes, a little bit short."

[carbsliftthespirit]

Sometimes, a man--well, Nephilim--just needed approximately eleven pastries and a very large pumpkin spice latte. No shame in that game.

"No, more," Raiden told the barista as they added the syrup to the cup. "More than that..." Gluttony whispered that that still wasn't enough, but any more wouldn't fit in the largest cup they had, so it would have to do. "Yeah, and extra whipped cream, too."

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"Hi, Raiden," Jane said, looking in just absolute fascination of that massive coffee.

[carbsliftthespirit]

"Oh! Hi, Jane! Didn't see you there." He had been too focused on the pastry case. "How's it going?" Did he have whipped cream on his face?

[needsacatchphrase]

"I mean... pastries. Perfectly understandable," she replied as the box of food was hefted onto the counter.

[carbsliftthespirit]

"They called to me," Raiden said. More like they called to Gluttony, but while he was fine with that other people seemed to feel like he was making a value judgment on their one itty bitty scone when he mentioned it. People were so weird.

He held out the box to her. "Would you like one?"

[stykera]

Stark, who liked his coffees with hummingbird levels of sugar and piles of whipped cream, gave an approving nod toward Raiden's cup.

"Looks good."

[carbsliftthespirit]

"It could use more..." Raiden trailed off, examining his cup. "Just more. Maybe a caramel drizzle?" Oooh.

[stykera]

"Or the little chocolate shavings?" Stark suggested. Because more chocolate was always the answer, right?

[carbsliftthespirit]

"Chocolate, with a PSL?" Raiden mused, studying his cup. "...could be a thing." It sounded like something Gray would drink, but hey, he'd try it.

[stykera]

Stark had nothing he needed to do on Thursdays and nothing he did as a habit so he often ended up walking around the island for a while and when he did that he nearly always ended up at either the coffee shop or the bakery.

The coffee shop won out today and wandered in to order a far too sugary PSL of his own. And to wave at Jane, obviously. Otherwise it would be rude.

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"Hi, Stark!" Jane called from her seat, waving back.

[stykera]

"Hello, Jane! How are you? How is your class?"

How was your awesome visitor?

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"Good," she replied. "At least, I think so. No one has complained yet. But I've heard there's a moose, so that might not be the best measure?"

[stykera]

"The moose made me teach a superhero class last year," Stark said. "He does strange things."