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09.Sep.12, 11:56 PM
Valerian had managed to get a few more hours of work put in on his hut that day. His hut. It still seemed a bit surreal that he was building his own home, which was odd considering he had bonded with a dragon and that should have been the measure for what was surreal. After all, he had been young when the dragons had vanished though he never wanted to believe it and still had day dreams of riding one or Impressing one. Veeth may not have been the first dragon he saw once he was introduced to the reality that there was still an active weyr, but his blue was special and represented more than Valerian had been willing to share with his friends. Momentarily lost to the sappy emotions, Valerian patted Veeth and sent a wave of affection to the blue who crooned and returned the feelings before focusing on his landing.
The day had been long with a class and then working on his hut and Valerian decided it was more than the appropriate time to go slip into a bath and relax for a bit. He hoped it would be a long and quiet soak but it was always hard to tell when others might pop in with the same idea or think it was social hour. So the hope was for a long and solitary bath but the reality was likely going to be ten minutes top. It sucked but Valerian would work with it all the same. As he dismounted, Valerian gave a quick look around and wrapped his arms around Veeth’s neck for a hug, “you’re improving on your landing every time. Go ahead and wander off if you want. I’ll call for you when I’m done.”
Out of some odd habit, Valerian removed his boots before entering the bathhouse. A part of him figured the dust on his boots would only turn to mud or a big mess if he stepped in any water inside and he sure didn’t want to have to clean it up or sit through some lecture about manners, since everything always seemed to lead down that road. When he came across a room, Valerian peeked inside and while he saw some clothing scattered about, he didn’t see the owner. With a shrug and assuming the owner was off chasing a green, he slipped inside and stripped off his shirt and pants, leaving everything in a messy pile off to the side. It was only when he had a foot dipping into the blissfully hot water that green eyes focused in on someone else already in the bath, submerged for whatever reason.
Valerian froze and eyed the man suspiciously, trying to figure out who it was.
The day had been long with a class and then working on his hut and Valerian decided it was more than the appropriate time to go slip into a bath and relax for a bit. He hoped it would be a long and quiet soak but it was always hard to tell when others might pop in with the same idea or think it was social hour. So the hope was for a long and solitary bath but the reality was likely going to be ten minutes top. It sucked but Valerian would work with it all the same. As he dismounted, Valerian gave a quick look around and wrapped his arms around Veeth’s neck for a hug, “you’re improving on your landing every time. Go ahead and wander off if you want. I’ll call for you when I’m done.”
Out of some odd habit, Valerian removed his boots before entering the bathhouse. A part of him figured the dust on his boots would only turn to mud or a big mess if he stepped in any water inside and he sure didn’t want to have to clean it up or sit through some lecture about manners, since everything always seemed to lead down that road. When he came across a room, Valerian peeked inside and while he saw some clothing scattered about, he didn’t see the owner. With a shrug and assuming the owner was off chasing a green, he slipped inside and stripped off his shirt and pants, leaving everything in a messy pile off to the side. It was only when he had a foot dipping into the blissfully hot water that green eyes focused in on someone else already in the bath, submerged for whatever reason.
Valerian froze and eyed the man suspiciously, trying to figure out who it was.
