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While a fairly large metallic wolf would be a rather odd sight in most bars, from what she had managed to gather and overhear in the Nexus, she probably wouldn't get much more then a brief second glance here. This suited Ghostdance very nicely, because while she had come here to be social and possibly meet more of the people that moved in and out of the Nexus, hopefully in a slightly less chaotic fashion then occurred there, she didn't really feel like having to shift into her robot mode to blend in. A weird habit maybe, but she was comfortable that way.
Wandering over to the bar she eyed a stool for a moment before gathering herself and leaping up to sit balanced on top. Ordering something on the lighter side, she looks around the room curiously as she waits for her drink, and continues to quietly observe those around her even after it arrived.
Wandering over to the bar she eyed a stool for a moment before gathering herself and leaping up to sit balanced on top. Ordering something on the lighter side, she looks around the room curiously as she waits for her drink, and continues to quietly observe those around her even after it arrived.