[Ariyah – The Elysium – Cargo Section – BoL – A]
Ariyah was a little disappointed by Darien’s answer, it would be easier to establish herself in Kindred society if she had someone to introduce her to people. Although, then she would inherit her sponsor’s enemies as well as friends. Guess she would have to do it the old fashioned way and just spend more time at Kindred hotspots.
Ariyah glanced at her phone while Darien was checking his messages; she completely ignored the plastic container full of blood on the counter. Nothing was going to entice her to pick that up again.
No messages from Marvin. At least he wasn’t checking up on her progress at Elysium. Although Ariyah could guess that he’d want a full report later tonight.
“An event? For tomorrow night?” Ariyah asked. A memory tickled at the back of her mind, “Do you mean the rave in Georgetown that everyone is talking about?”
Ariyah wrinkled her brows in thought, “It’s not usually my sort of thing, so I’m still trying to decide whether I’ll go.”
“Also,” she laughed, thinking how her next comment is going to sound so stereotypically Toreador, “I don’t know if I’ll have anything appropriate to wear.”
“But I have your number now,” Ariyah waved towards her phone, “so if I do end up going, I’ll let you know.”