Illyria is in the bar. Alone, for the moment, though if asked she could likely tell you where a certain human whom she is meant to be watching is. She grows bored, but she sits and watches, observing little things about each of the patrons who go by.

It seems like a good time for her to meet new beings of various sorts.

She hasn't been in the bar for a long time, instead secluding herself out in the woods where no one could find her and she could look for a way back home.

But now, the tall blonde enters through the lake door, getting herself some coffee as usual and finding a seat to observe the changes from.

*Tim wanders down stairs, posting an open note on the board.*

"Wanted:
Someone who can go to Earth, near or during 2004, for purposes of requistioning materials. Payment negotiable. Come See Tim Hunter."

*And then he wanders to a nearby table, settling down to wait.*

*Meg wanders downstairs from Andrew's room and into the bar and, following her normal routine, heads straight for the coffee machines and then over to the counter.*

Jake wanders downstairs, takes a seat at a table and props up a sign next to him.

It reads: Tell me a story.

He's not in a subtle mood tonight.

[OOC: Jake-mun's writing papers tonight so replies will be a little slow in coming. But she still wants to play, and any character who's willing to tell their story to Jake/Val is welcome.]

[OOC: The Decision Has Been Made]

David stops at the door, Lestat passing him by in a swish of his jacket, and he looks around.

When he returns, things will look much different; brighter and darker all at once.

He has no other choice.

His hand is on the doorknob, and all he has to do is push it and step out.

And yet...*