Category: Seattle by Night

[Jackson: Elysium – Prereset, BoL]

There was a raise of the eyebrows at first. His first thought was that her sire had met Final Death, a common occurrence these night with the Second Inquisition burning down havens and the Cam becoming more particular with whom they associate with. He was preparing to offer her condolences,

[Ariyah – Elysium – Cargo Section – BoL – A]

Ariyah blinked at Jackson’s welcome. This was the first time someone had mentioned her Sire in conversation, and Ariyah realised she never thought about how she’ll talk about him.
She smiled to cover her short lapse in concentration, “Thank you for the welcome. My Sire…

[Jackson: Elysium – BoL, A]

“Please, that would do me too much honor. Besides we are supposed to dress down for Elysium. My suit of Armor is at the cleaners.” He said with a humored smile returned to the rose. He listened to her, a new arrival to the Emerald city. A neonate too, only

[Ariyah – Elysium – Cargo Section – BoL – A]

“…I’m glad I can save you from such a purgatory.”

“Should I call you my knight in shiny armour then?” Ariyah laughed, although she noted that he hadn’t responded with his clan or age. Maybe he wanted to see how this interaction pans out? Ariyah

[Jackson: Elysium – BoL, A]

“Pleasure to meet you Ms. Daniels. It is one of the many wonders of Elysium isn’t it? Able to so easily meet others like us with too much worry or stress.” He said, bringing his hand to meet hers with a polite handshake. He hadn’t met too many roses in

[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

[Jackson: Elysium – NA, BoL]

Jackson parked his car away from the boat as was usual. He took a breath to steady himself, feeling that foreign feeling of uncertainty. Though he didn’t know why such trepidation was filling him these nights. The Police visiting his house the other day, or perhaps the story Mr. Covington

[Ariyah – Downtown to Elysium – BoL – A]

As the Lyft pulled onto the exit for Harbour Island, Ariyah considered the idea of getting her own car more seriously.
The Elysium was not in a convenient location, and she didn’t have a way to manipulate the driver’s memories if they dropped her off near

[Ariyah – Downtown – Studio X – BoL – NA]

Master post of interaction between Ariyah and SPC Collin (@Taggie)

Ariyah stood outside Studio X, the light fog swirling around her as she tapped her phone against her thigh.
In the end, Collin had contacted her to meet him at the gallery for the debrief,

[Ariyah – International District – Ariyah’s Haven – NA]

SPC Laura’s voicemail written by ST @Taggie

[Wake Roll: Success | BoL Roll: Fail | Hunger: 1 —2]

Ariyah woke up that night to find a voicemail from Laura.
Her client must have gone to check on the renovation’s progress and had called to let