[b]MAIN FLOOR[/b]

Elizabeth walked through the doors of the surprisingly spacious bar. She had just recently touched down in some random port and hooked up to the technological wonder that she now found herself within. Clad in a black, tight-fitting t-shirt, blue jeans, and black combat boots, Elizabeth made her way to the bar. She wore a somewhat dissatisfied scowl on her face as large black wings were curled behind her back. Her long tail swished around the legs of her chair as she sat down. Ordering a pint of mead, Elizabeth's robotic eye scanned the area. However, with the place being nothing more than a program, her eye was unable to pick up on anything extra. As such, she received the seemingly ordinary glass of mead with a metallic arm the clasped the glass with just enough force to bring it to the edge of shattering. Then, taking a swig, she swung around in her chair, pulled out a sign, and placed it on the bar next to her. The sign read:

[b]LOOKING FOR WORK OR SOMETHING FUN TO DO.[/b]

[@Styxx Acheron]