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[GP] Check-In Day: What a nice surprise; bring your alibis

Every check-in day conjured memories of her first, and all of the others, which inevitably meant she spent the day with Lara on her mind, and Petey, Illyana, and Wyatt. She'd been blessed with dear friends and loves arriving, and yet she never stopped hoping she'd figure out the mess that was this pocket universe and get home.

It was starting to become complicated, though, almost a year later. It would hurt to lose the people she'd grown fond of here, almost as much as it would be good to get home. She didn't know what to do with that feeling, but it was what it was. All she could do was tend the bar with patience and understanding, and keep an eye on the readings her crude energy measuring devices out on the road sent to her.

For all the people that came in and out, it was a quiet day. So between drinks, she spent most of it bent over a notebook with a cup of coffee in her hand, trying to design better instruments to dismantle Yana's shackles. Maybe Percy could help her build them.

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"It can be beautiful, but it can also be cruel and dangerous." It was less her sisters that she thought of in that moment than the Chroma Conclave. But she quickly banished the thought into another pleasant smile. Kashaw and the others had assured her she could do magic here, so she did as she had with Beatrycze when she was young. "I can do magic, yes. I am a wizard. Would you like to see some?"

Liz could not give up such an opportunity. Her eyes widened a little with quiet excitement. "Really? I mean, yes. yes, I would really like that." She felt a little silly for how interested she was about it.

Lillith suppressed the urge to laugh for how like Beatrycze that sounded. "Mmm," she murmured as though pondering her choice, but there really was only one obvious beginning.

She held her hands out in front of her, top cupped over the bottom, and then slowly drew them apart with a beautifully vibrant rainbow spreading between them.

Liz had seen a lot of weird things lately in her life. She even had her life saved by an alien, but she had never seen something quite like what Lilith had done. Her eyes widened even a little more and almost sparkled a little at the rainbow. "That's - That's amazing!" Her hand lifted a bit, then hesitated. She had the urge to try to touch it.

Lillith smiled, but as Liz's hand lifted toward the rainbow, she shook her head. "I am sorry, darling. Making something out of nothing requires a different form of magic." Still, she did not merely drop the illusion, but reversed the movement of her hands as though putting it away.

"My dear friends Kashaw and Pike can create and shape such things as food, water, and stone, but I am an illusionist only. Good only for misdirection, I fear." Her smile said she did not mind being 'an illusionist only.' It had served her very well.

Liz lowered her hand sheepishly, though as the woman spoke she found herself thinking of Tess again. "Actually I, um, I know someone who can do something like that. The girl you kind of look like. Tess. She... she can make people see things they way she wants them too." Max and the others had other abilities that could be seen as magic too. "Nothing as pretty as that though."

"I much prefer to use my magic to make beauty than to deceive," Lillith offered honestly. "It has not always been possible, since my family is...unpleasant and very dangerous. But--" She smiled as she might at Beatrycze. "That it is not a problem here, and so--" Her hands opened again and from the space between them, a cloud of luminescent butterflies in blue and purple swelled and rose to flutter and circle, a light show just for Liz.

Her eyes followed the butterflies almost like when a small child eyes a magic trick for the first time. "I think I like the way this magic is used too. It's very pretty." Which to Liz mean that this woman was probably nice too.

"Thank you." Lillith smiled and allowed the butterflies to linger until the spell effect itself faded. "I am an artist. I love nothing so much as colors in beautiful patterns. What do you like to do?"

"oh.. nothing as interesting." She flushed a bit sheepishly. "I still go to high school and I have a part time job as a server in my parent's diner." Neither, she thought, were overly interesting.

"I do not know of high school or diner. What are these things please?" Curiosity was one of Lillith's most besetting sins. She had learned not to indulge it when her life depended on it, but when it did not, she almost could not help herself.

"Come, why do not find somewhere to sit down and perhaps something to drink."

"Oh. Um. Right." She felt bad for forgetting, but nodded to her question about the drink and then started walking a bit though hoped Lilith would take the lead as she wasn't quite familiar with the place yet. "So, um. High school is a place where people my age go to learn things. Actually we go to school when we're like, 4 or 5 and up until we're 18 and then if we want to we go to more school called university which has more, um, specialized classes." It was actually strange to say out loud, she realized, and she wondered if anyone else ever really thought about such a social construct.

"And a diner is a restaurant where you buy food. Hamburgers and fries and breakfast stuff... that sort of thing."

Lillith nodded as though she understood. She had grown good at such pretenses, although in this case, they did not protect her but the girl. Finding oneself in a new place, it was difficult enough without having to explain everything one already knew as though it were false or unreal.

"Food," Lillith replied as though struck by the idea. "Do you know I have not eaten since yesterday now? I wonder if you are also hungry?"

"Actually, I am sort of. When I came here it was really late at night." Liz was also a little tired, but the adrenaline from being pulled away from your own reality hit her hard. "There's a restaurant here, right? Someone mentioned there were places to get food here."

"Coby said it was so, yes." Had he or had she decided it must be? Lillith no longer recalled. She too was tired and a trifle overwrought. But she was well-used to putting such things aside to see to Beatrycze. "Come. Let us find a meal. Often it helps to make things less strange."

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