They're baaaaaaack!
There are eight people, in various locations, who have rather abruptly returned after long absenses.
Aiden is situated in the lobby of the Conrad, completely oblivious to the fact that he's been gone for about two months. Currently he's going through his old, non-Psychic journal. The psychic one is tucked into the bag slung over his shoulder, though that's not entirely relevant. He is, as always, a social creature, so feel free to bother him. He won't mind.
Not far from Aiden is Methos, who is leaning against a wall with a beer in hand, and he is rapidly growin bored. For the moment he's taken to watching people come and go, but he's not likely to keep it up for very long. He's not adversed to socializing at the moment. After all, talking to people is certainly more exciting than simply watching them.
Zelgadis and Zuko, meanwhile, are down in the basement. Zuko is practicing his Firebending, something he did not feel comfortable doing upstairs in his room. Zelgadis is practicing his swordplay, and is downstairs for the same reason Zuko is. Neither has really taken notice of the other, and neither would be adverse to interruption.
Morona is one her way to the Conrad after work, somewhat perplexed by her coworkers' concern about her whereabouts and the fact that nearly two months have passed, even though, to her, it's only been a day since she was last there. As a result, she's rather distracted, and would thus be likely to bump into someone.
Revan and Eloi are both in the lobby of the Kashtta Tower, not doing much of anything. Revan does have the distinct impression that something's amiss, but, as this is the Kashtta, she's not quite sure what's giving her that impression. So she's in a sort of half-trance, scanning her surroundings both visually and with the Force.
Eloi's not paying much attention to her. He has, in fact, got his nose stuck in a book. Paradise Lost, to be specific. Not to mention, he's starting to get a bit tired. Feel free to poke him awake.
And finally, Shepard is seated in her favourite sunroom chair, typing on her laptop (the one that doubles as her Psychic Journal). She's mildly confused about the fact that its calendar seems to be two months fast, but she's not dwelling on it. For the moment she's trying to come up with a plan to kidnap and torture Sark (don't think she's forgotten about the attempt on her life, because she hasn't.) Though she's concentrating at the moment, she wouldn't mind being interrupted. She'd welcome it, actually.
Aiden is situated in the lobby of the Conrad, completely oblivious to the fact that he's been gone for about two months. Currently he's going through his old, non-Psychic journal. The psychic one is tucked into the bag slung over his shoulder, though that's not entirely relevant. He is, as always, a social creature, so feel free to bother him. He won't mind.
Not far from Aiden is Methos, who is leaning against a wall with a beer in hand, and he is rapidly growin bored. For the moment he's taken to watching people come and go, but he's not likely to keep it up for very long. He's not adversed to socializing at the moment. After all, talking to people is certainly more exciting than simply watching them.
Zelgadis and Zuko, meanwhile, are down in the basement. Zuko is practicing his Firebending, something he did not feel comfortable doing upstairs in his room. Zelgadis is practicing his swordplay, and is downstairs for the same reason Zuko is. Neither has really taken notice of the other, and neither would be adverse to interruption.
Morona is one her way to the Conrad after work, somewhat perplexed by her coworkers' concern about her whereabouts and the fact that nearly two months have passed, even though, to her, it's only been a day since she was last there. As a result, she's rather distracted, and would thus be likely to bump into someone.
Revan and Eloi are both in the lobby of the Kashtta Tower, not doing much of anything. Revan does have the distinct impression that something's amiss, but, as this is the Kashtta, she's not quite sure what's giving her that impression. So she's in a sort of half-trance, scanning her surroundings both visually and with the Force.
Eloi's not paying much attention to her. He has, in fact, got his nose stuck in a book. Paradise Lost, to be specific. Not to mention, he's starting to get a bit tired. Feel free to poke him awake.
And finally, Shepard is seated in her favourite sunroom chair, typing on her laptop (the one that doubles as her Psychic Journal). She's mildly confused about the fact that its calendar seems to be two months fast, but she's not dwelling on it. For the moment she's trying to come up with a plan to kidnap and torture Sark (don't think she's forgotten about the attempt on her life, because she hasn't.) Though she's concentrating at the moment, she wouldn't mind being interrupted. She'd welcome it, actually.