[u][b]Omnivore[/b][/u]

[b]"That includes you, too, Omnivore, You'll have to get to know these people sooner or later, it might as well be now."[/b]

"Aw, that's no fun!" With Baigo's phone suddenly switched to speakerphone a youthful voice bemoaned Person's request. Looking over the side of the ledge she could see a white haired fellow smash through the window into the building. Switching her vision over to infrared she took quick stock of all the probably still warm bodies awaiting inside. It was a fairly big crowd for a group of people she wasn't preying upon.

Pulling her tongue back in she swallowed the phone and took a quick dive off the side of the building.

Like her earlier landing her claws clicked against hard stone with a faint clickity clack, A very gentle drop for something weighing two hundred and fifty pounds. With minimal pause she went from the outside sidewalk to the bartop in a single leap, the heads of her tongues pinching the lower sides of her tarp and keeping them down so little else besides the faint gleam of silver edges could be spotted beneath the flowing white cover. She skidded along the top of the bar, knocking over a couple people's drinks and leaving long score marks across the surface she landed upon.

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On the bar she now sat, just within reach of Mr. Person. Her legs were up under the sheet, feet perched on the edge of the bar with her lengthy claws only just peaking out below. She was hunched forward a bit, holding the same edge of the bar with her hand claws.

"Heeey boss! How's it going? How you doing?"

From the point of view of the other patrons around some strange person dressed up in some sort of ghost costume just jumped in through the already broken window and was now sitting atop the bar, her costume draped over the bar top as she rocked her head from side to side, lavishing her attention mainly on the man with a box on his head. The tarp she had picked for her costume was quite long, cut down of course by herself to such length purposefully. While having long sides on the tarp kept over from seeing well below it, even in mid-leap, it also meant that the sides were prone towards getting dirty as they often dragged across the ground, picking up mud stains. Well, it wasn't all mud. Some of it just rhymed with mud.