Ariadne took a quick scan of the people around her. Three other women, and three men. She took note of each of them, making a note of what changes they underwent. A couple were obvious, like the woman with the long serpentine tail, or the other woman who was enveloped in light. One man had taken on a draconian appearance, with scales and even a long tail. She stay quiet for the moment, watching as her companions experimented with new powers, met and mingled.<br/><br/>She looked to the woman who had spoken to her, the one with the massive tail and bronzed skin, nodding at her comforting words. She was the only one trying to discover what had happened here, why the priest was not here to greet them. Ariadne waited, seeing if anything came up for her.  Something caught the woman's eye, and Ariadne saw her looking up at the lower class man, the muscular  one with silvery skin. There was something rather alluring about him, it certainly couldn't be denied, not by her at least. The tailed woman must have thought so too, as she was staring at him, her dark skin blushing as she did. She must have read something about him, something rather intimate. Perhaps she had discovered the intended pairings, in particular, her intended pairing. Ariadne was about to ask her, when she heard another pod opening up.<br/><br/>She turned around to see who would emerge this time. She nearly gasped when it was someone she had recognized, at least somewhat. Tyros, a man from the lower caste. The same lower caste that she herself had once belonged to, before he family had made success for themselves. It was Tyros' own family that had a hand in her own family's accomplishments. They were the loan sharks that had made the business possible. Even with their high terms threatening to squelch their endeavor before it began, her family managed to find success, enough to pay off their loans in full, and move up a caste.<br/><br/>That wasn't the only reason Ariadne recognized him, however. His family's history stood as a painfully reminder that the caste system was fluid, and like fluid, it moved downwards more powerfully than upward. She remember her parents discussing how that family had once been so influential, before falling into obscurity from corruption and greed. Ariadne found it to be a strange juxtaposition, the risen and the fallen exiting their pods within mere moments of one another. She was the one staring now, As he looked past her, to the others around her. She was surprised she was so easy to miss, with nearly 15 feet of red wings protruding from her back, but she didn't take it too personally. When he introduced herself, she took the opportunity to do the same.<br/><br/>"Ariadne Sheval." She told him, her hand extending to his. She found herself immediately interested in him, his new appearance just terrifying enough to be fascinating. She thought about the data pad, and the possibility that the details of her arranged marriage was within the pad. She decided against it, did she need sanction from the High Priest to pursue what she wanted? Had it stopped her before?