[Ariyah – Elysium – Cargo Section – BoL – A]
Ariyah had taken off her beanie and scarf when she heard someone slide into the bar stool next to her.
She smiled at his introduction. So, she wasn’t the only one who didn’t want to intrude upon ongoing conversations, nice to know she wasn’t overthinking things.
“Ariyah Daniels, Toreador neonate. Nice to meet you.” Ariyah stuck out a hand for a shake.
“That’s the thing about Elysiums; it’s a great place for Kindred to show up unannounced and find company, but because there’s no prearrangement, sometimes you can find yourself stuck alone or as an unwanted third wheel.”