[Ariyah – The Elysium – Cargo Section – BoL – A]
“Oh,” Ariyah laughed at the idea of her strutting, “I don’t know how good I’ll be at it, but it almost sounds like fun.”
She eyes wandered around The Elysium, at all the other Kindred going about their business. Then she looked at her fellow Toreador sitting opposite to her and wondered whether she looked nearly at home here as he did.
When she heard Darien offering to model for her, Ariyah was surprised, “I didn’t mean I would be taking the photos, I just meant it would be interesting to watch you while you’re working.”
“Although,” Ariyah added after a moment, “I could paint you… would you like a portrait?”
Seeing Darien’s sudden vulnerability, Ariyah couldn’t help but put a hand on his arm, “Hey, modelling may be an interesting part of your life, but I don’t think it’s the most interesting part. I think you’re pretty interesting just by yourself.”
Ariyah took out her phone and opened up her contacts list, “Why don’t we exchange numbers? The next time you want to watch a horror flick, I’ll come with. And if you let me paint you, you can read while sprawling on a chaise lounge.”