He had continued to daydream about his plane until some satyr-kid sat directly into his view, which snapped him out and it had clearly upset Veritas. He turned his head and began to bounce it to the beat of his music, but then the kid had started to test some weird contraption that translated his speech. And that annoyed Veritas because his music wasn’t loud enough to cover it. He turned up the sound on his phone, which had a large, faded out yellow Y on the cover. But it was pointless, for at that time, the stewards called for the boarding of the plane.

He stood up and pulled his ticket out from inside his coat pocket, and held it out for the ticket checker. And once on the flight, he saw a very attractive human that had an empty seat beside her, and deity be damned on what his ticket said. If he had to travel in discomfort, it may as well be next to a gorgeous woman. He plopped right down next to her and pulled the buds out of his ear. With a quick motion, they disappeared and he turned to look at the (obviously discomforted) woman with a big grin on his face.

“Hey there, good lookin. How you doin tonight?”

[@LeeRoy]