She had slipped in mostly unnoticed, as that was how she preferred it.<br/><br/>She sat idly at one of the tables, glass of water in her hand (the wary and aware never indulged in substances that would dull their senses or reduce their reactions to events around them) and watching. She slowly picked at a plate of bread and fruit, watching the events. It was not very common that such a large, diverse gathering of the organization occurred, and she had deduced that the chance of mischief was increased due to that very thing. Still, it was rather grand to watch, and as a person who enjoyed people watching (which was part of how she made a living) this would be a grand spectacle. She was dressed in a non-descript manner, greys and dark greens making her blend in. She took a sip of the water, washing down some rather bitter fruit and sat back in her chair. She noted those she already knew were in attendance, and made mental notes of the locations of the exits and points of egress, habit was hard to break, even if you were in a 'safehouse'.<br/><br/>The atmosphere was turning electric.