Liin Terallo
Biomolecule Innovator
The Transgalactic hotel run by Narran Ando seems like as good a stop as any. There is word that it is safe for people like me. But that does not mean that I will go unprotected. Knowing who to trust is not entirely easy. Yet I must follow my gut and trust in the words of those that watch over me. Even if I find it difficult in doing so.
I gently fan myself with my feathered fan, delighting in how the venue's lights make my dress flicker and sparkle. I am rather fond of beautiful things. Architecture especially. And there is much of it to enjoy here.
I step further inside, making my way to an unoccupied table where I take a seat. I fold my fan and place it on my lap while crossing my feet at the ankles and tucking them underneath the chair. My gaze moves about the room, pausing every so often on the others inside. I wonder what their stories are and what brings them to this sanctuary of sorts. Are they good people wary of the bad? Or are they the reverse hiding from the law? Or are they neither? I am certain that my imagination can summon up an assortment of ideas. But what is more interesting is to discover whether or not they are true.