Traveler-59 made it's way to the bar, a bit late it seems. A group at a table with a sign designating that this Headhunter fellow would be there. Even separated from it's previous group by years, old habits emerged. [color=purple]Observe: Seven. Conversing. One machine. Two organics, inhabiting shells. Several organics merged with machine. Organics appear Human.[/color] Traveler was lost in thought briefly before it remembered it's purpose of being here, an opportunity to employ it's skill set and the camaraderie it missed from the past. After a brief check to ensure it appears human, no need to reveal it's alien nature now, it headed towards the group. [color=purple]"Room for one more?"[/color]