In Need of Advice [B'jin]

Valerian was good at going with the flow and adapting as needed but that didn’t mean he didn’t love being prepared and having an idea of how things worked. Flights, for example, were something most people, especially Harpers, had an idea about. He knew the basics with a green – or gold – taking to the sky and the male dragons chasing. He knew about the way the riders were lost to the lust and how rambunctious those involved could get and that there would be bruises and injuries. That was all well and good and the perfect amount of knowledge for someone on the sideline, reading the logs of history and then teaching it to others. It was not helpful enough for someone entering their first flight.

Confusion and even a touch of shame still haunted Valerian two days after Krypth’s maiden flight despite things seeming to be okay with Jada. He had said things he’d rather were never heard and had felt things that left him somewhat uncomfortable given who the subject was. The same could be said, however, when several days following Krypth, a green flew and Veeth chased. Valerian lusted for the rider he didn’t even have a clue about who it was and ended up not even seeing him or her as the flight ended before he made it to the room. Still, Veeth’s emotions overrode his own and he’d almost mindlessly made his way toward the riders that were the prize of flights. He needed to know more about handling how tight their bond was as it left him dizzy and a tad nauseous.

He also needed to know how to avoid jumping or being jumped by the nearest person after losing. Valerian still wasn’t sure how he ended up in a room with two blueriders after Krypth’s flight but Veeth seemed to think it was great since he became friends with their dragons. That was fine, mostly, since he could live with the strangers using him for pleasure since he did the same – and it was appreciated after months of ignoring his recently aroused sexuality – but then there was the green flight, and Talian. He liked the Healer, could possibly even admit to being attracted to Talian as well if pressed but that didn’t mean he wanted to use him like he had, especially once all the pieces fell into place afterward about what his friend had gone through recently. Thinking about that brought about varying emotions but Valerian pushed them aside for now. He’d done what he could that day and would continue to do more at a later time but first he needed to make sure his own head was on straight.

It was why he was walking to B’jin’s. He couldn’t say exactly why he chose the greenrider that could sometimes annoy him with his cheerful outlook on things but the greenrider was older, had experience, was a Harper, and in the end, Valerian always felt comfortable discussing new experiences with him. Then again, a greenrider wouldn’t know much about losing a flight which meant he’d have to find a bluerider but Valerian was at a loss about who to talk to. G’rem had already tracked him down after Krypth’s flight to discuss things but Valerian wasn’t about to mention anything that happened after the flight or any of his more personal feelings since the old rider was prone to yelling and whacking people with his stick when he didn’t approve. So who else? He supposed he could try R’nd, asking B’jin to invite his lover over for a big group talk but that didn’t seem like a fun time, just like finding I’shan seemed like a waste of an afternoon.  B’jin would have to do for now.

“You don’t have to walk with me, you know. You can fly ahead and visit with Larrikith,” Valerian glanced at Veeth and still marvelled at the beautiful colouring his hide had taken on. I could but I’d rather keep an eye on you since you’re acting a bit odd lately, and flying in circles so I don’t get to far ahead of you isn’t very exciting. Veeth’s concern was touching if not a bit annoying since it made Valerian feel like he was a child that might get into trouble without the dragon keeping an eye on him. “I can’t imagine walking in straight lines is any better.”

They continued with their playful banter for the entirety of the walk until B’jin’s hut was in sight. Veeth finally trotted ahead, chirping a greeting to the green he loved to visit with while Valerian forced himself to continue toward the main door. It wasn’t that he was having second thoughts so much as preparing himself for the teasing B’jin would enjoy or possibly even a look of pity for some reason or another. He wasn’t there for pity! Valerian only wanted some advice and a friend to talk with, that was all. So he knocked and waited for an answer, wondering as he did if he’d earn a frown for yet another unexpected visit.

That thought made Valerian smile a little.