It had been a month, and her excommunication was over. And that was good by her. Not like it mattered anyway since whats his nuts was AFKed. "I really need to stop feeding on nerd..." Jillian thought inbetween thoughts of the run in with Wilhelm and the upcoming Starcraft 2 tournament at that cyber cafe in West Jackson. "Just because I can't feed there don't mean I can't go there. Or get my food to go." So much for not feeding in nerds.
Jill looked around and saw the Keeper, who she gave a solid head nod to. The Prince, kinda hard to miss that guy, and that Haunt from who's name she didn't get. Oh and O'Connor, I think that's his name...
Jill checked out some of the new arrivals, took some mental pictures and then found a couch to chill on. The couch was comfortable and Jill really wanted to lean back and throw her feet up. But that would not be a good idea. especially with her big old boots on.
What Jill's wearing