Who: Anita Blake What: Community meeting. When: about 5pm, Wednesday December 1 (backdated) Where: Strange Brew Why: To get to know others and try to share ideas and infromation. Open: To everyone and anyone. The more the merrier.
The light that announced that Strange Brew as open for business switched off. The neon clicked then secede buzzing. With a small sigh Anita hung up a sign in the front window. It read 'Closed due to private party. Transplant Discussion group go to back door.' Hopefully anyone showing to the mundus meeting would understand. She'd try to announce the meeting in a safe way. The information had been set up to only allow friendly 'victims' in on the date and place. However, she had never been good with computers.
With a soft sigh she wiped off the tables in the front before heading into the back room. She'd been working on setting up off and on all day. Food and beverages were only part of what she'd worked out. Anita was not a witch and would never claim to be. However, with her back ground magic was nothing new to her. Not to mention Maryanne had done what she could to train her to better handle her own personal responsibility at home. With what she knew she'd put a little extra protection for anyone who did happen to show up. Putting together a ritual she'd marked the room to be guarded from anyone with ill intent. Anyone who came her with any evil in their heart or ideas of causing trouble would become violently ill. Hopefully they would hold.
Sitting back she sipped at a cup of coffee. Either people would show up or they wouldn't. If they didn't, she'd be at least a little pissed. She wasn't sure about everyone else, but she was tired of being stuck here. As much trouble as home was and as complicated as things were there, she still missed it. However, she knew she could not force anyone to do anything. All she could do was sit and wait while enjoying a cup of joe.