Category: Seattle by Night

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

Ariyah blinked in surprise.

“Thank you,” Ariyah tried to not deflect the compliment, as she had a habit of doing. Jasper had told her that accepting people’s compliments was the only way to build one’s self-esteem. She just hadn’t thought her work was that

[Darien – BoL – Stunning – Boatlysium; Cargo Section – Dangerous Reputation – A ]

There it was, the name he’d been searching for. He’d seen the name and the features attached to it pop up here and there on the web. Truth be told, she wasn’t half bad. But, although Darien happened to be

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

Ariyah’s attention was captured by Darien’s gaze, his unwavering brown eyes fascinating, if slightly unsettling.
In response, Ariyah’s smile just widen — smile, you’ll be fine

She shifted to perch her weight on one of the “bar stools”, her eyes never leaving Darien’s as

[Darien – BoL – Stunning – Boatlysium; Cargo Section – Dangerous Reputation – A ]

Darien’s distracted trance was broken by the ruffling of clothing next to him. Then, the voice; someone was trying to make conversation. It felt nice, to be approached again. Shifting his weight on his stool, he brings his attention to

[Ariyah – From Fremont to The Elysium – BoL – A]

Ariyah had planned for the Lyft to drop her off after crossing the bridge to Harbour Island, but one look out the window at the endless drizzling and she changed her mind.

At the entrance to the cargo bay, Ariyah got out of the

To the esteemed Prince of Seattle,

Sir, I

[Ariyah – Fremont – Canvas Studio (Art Jam Session) – BoL – NA]

[Wake roll: success | BoL roll: success | Hunger: 1]

The art studio was lined with easels down the length of the room and men and women chattered with each other as they sketched and painted to the sound of jazz music

[Ariyah – First Hill – Near Carl Anderson Park – BoL – NA]

Perhaps I should have called a Lyft after all.
Ariyah crossed the deserted street onto 11th Avenue.
It was getting late and there weren’t any pedestrians on the sidewalk. Nothing to distract her from her thoughts.

Now that she wasn’t immersed in

[Ariyah – First Hill – Some rich client’s apartment – BoL – NA]

[Rouse check – BoL: Failure. Hunger 1–> 2]

Ariyah put down her paintbrush and stepped back from the wall.
She tilted her head as she scrutinised the large green foliage extending down from the ceiling to the middle of the snow coloured