Infinite Consortium, Monday

[deathsmajesty]

Liliana had been working on a secret project over the past three weeks and it was almost finished. It was almost as important to win at birthdays as it was at Christmas--and she had lost Christmas to both Ignis and Prompto! Obviously, this could not possibly stand.

And so, her project, sparked by a dinner conversation. One she was putting the finishing touches on now, sitting behind the counter and chuckling to herself, highly pleased by her own cleverness.

In the window was today's item, the Magister's Scepter.

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[deathsmajesty]

She was involved with Ignis Scientia, for whom coffee was her only rival. It was perfectly normal.

"...Strange?" A pause as she tried to figure out why she knew that name. Perhaps an Earl Gray tart would help. "Ilyana's Doctor Strange?"

Oh look! It did!

[imafuturist]

"Well, a version of him, I assume," Tony replied. "I don't know that I know of Ilyana back home, honestly. But that could just be a timeline thing."

Also, the X-Men were hard to keep track of. They just kept dying or going to space or both.

[deathsmajesty]

"The sheer number of versions of you all hurts my head," Liliana said, pinching the bridge of her nose.

[imafuturist]

"What can I say? I'm a popular guy." Tony, no.