Pinching [Valerian]

Valerian’s time on the Isle was, for the most part, rather boring. He was glad someone else had ended up with the same fate as him at the same time only because Allendris was amazingly fun to tease and helped pass the time. When they weren’t trading barbs, they managed to have some decent conversations that had the Harper deciding that he would claim the glass-smith as someone to keep close in this new life he had been brought into. That didn’t mean they would be doing everything together whether by choice or due to assignments, like how he asked to see the Crafting Hall or more specifically, where the Harpers hung out. It wasn’t that he had a desire to meet others of the same craft as soon as possible but more music was comforting to him and what he enjoyed doing so finding some parchment and a place to sneak off to with his guitar was pretty vital to him.

He followed the directions given him and soon came upon the hall, eyes taking in every sight he came across up till then. Everything was so new and interesting to him that Valerian felt like he had his first day arriving at Harper Hall. There was a part of him that wanted to delay entering the hall so he could continue absorbing everything he could about the area surrounding it but there were a lot of people out doing chores or moving from one location to another that were starting to stare at him and looked ready to ask him questions. Not in the mood to entertain the locals with stories about himself, Valerian slipped inside the building, silently closing the door behind him.

So far the Crafting Hall looked much like any other he had seen with it being mostly open concept with some areas sectioned off, likely for lessons. It was also fairly quiet, as if no one else felt the need to do anything indoors on such a hot sunny day. Valerian could understand that as he enjoyed summer days though his favourite part was napping in the shade. Now there was a thought. He had seen a forest outside the Weyr when he was brought in and that would be a perfect spot to disappear to when in the need to escape everyone and relax in the shade with his music or nothing at all. Another glance around the hall was given but when he heard some movement coming from one of the rooms, Valerian followed the sounds to check it out, hopefully finding someone that could give him what he wanted.

What he found was a woman playing with some curtains in a small classroom. He had been told there would be someone willing to help him and since the place seemed lifeless save for her, Valerian assumed this was that someone in question. If not, she’d just have to do since standing around the hall all day waiting for someone or going through every area of the building for items didn’t appeal to the Harper. He also didn’t want to be near classrooms as that was one aspect of his craft that Valerian hated doing, but always seemed to do the most of, and wanted to avoid as much as he could now that he was in Katila. Stepping inside the room, Valerian made himself known not with a greeting or any form of manners to apologise for disturbing the lady but with his own special style of questioning, “are you only a sub-par decorator or can you double as a decent assistant in helping me out around here?”