I put the ass in potassium deficiency
There was no real meaning of time within Legacy, other than the time people experienced passing. There was time in moments, there was past and future, but no real flow existed here. Perhaps that was why the servants could not be bored. Perhaps it was due to their magical nature. Whatever the means, all of the shadowy spectral servants never complained of a lack of things to do. Bishop silently and unflinchingly stood stock still behind the bar. The only sense of movement was the gentle wisps of shadow coming from their body.
It had been quiet in the lounge for some time. Very few people had come in. Bishop wondered, with what little ability they had to process curiosity, if this meant The Owner had taken a break from scooping up people from other places. With this thought in mind, their yellow eyes looked over to the door of the establishment, as they felt someone pass through to their dimension.