[COLOUR=lightblue][u][b]The Authoress[/b][/u]

  She'd heard of this particular dimension. The Authoress peered at the sign in front of her. If she could feel anything, she would be mildly amused. Or perhaps not. Perhaps she would be horrified at the prospect of the End of the Universe. As it was, she did not feel anything as she stepped away from the sign, eyeing the rest of the place. It had only been a minute ago (at least, in this particular dimension) when she had stepped through a particular portal in the Randomer that she'd dismissed far too many times before finally deciding to approach. What she'd found was unexpected but not surprising in the least. She's been to stranger places.

  There didn't seem to be many patrons. Nor were there any characters of which caught her interest immediately. The balance here was maintaining equilibrium; she had no need to work just yet. She wouldn't mind having a break. Time was abundant for her, anyway. 

  Shoving her hands into her cardigan's pockets, she debated heading for the bar or settling down at one of the many empty tables. She didn't make a habit of interacting with characters unless she was creating one of her stories manually but she also knew that interaction led to events and events meant more stories taking place. With that thought, she went over to the bar, sitting down a seat away from the woman suited in armour.

  "[B]May I have a coffee?[/B]" she said. Though her tone was polite, her disinterested expression made her seem somewhat bored. "[B]I'll have it black.[/B]"[/COLOUR]