Dump! I groaned with relief as I was able to get rid of my heavy bag containing every single important thing I could think of. "Well, I guess, I'm prepared for the unknown."
"Hi, there, my name's Kiya" I said to the desk guy."Here's my invitation card, can I get the RSVP from you? And could you help me to fill it out? I'm not very good at it..." The desk man smiled and helped, handing it then over to me. "Here it is, you just have to draw a clear cross, here... and here..." he pointed his ballpoint pen on the appropriate places. I sighed, all that bureaucracy..."Ok, done. May I have the key please? And if it is possible, I need someone to help me with my bag, that Slasher Axe and the machine gun is a bit heavy for me... Not to forget the waffle iron and my chemistry kit. I didn't want to keep anything important behind," I smiled wickedly. The clerc looked at me flabbergasted. "Now, don't you look at me like that, I know the Larian humour and I want to be prepared," I said somewhat defensively. The clerc changed his expression to a neutral one, snipped his fingers for a boy and handed me a key.
"Ahm, is the room by any chance a single one? I need my privacy and does it have a window going to sunset? I need it for meditation. Oh, and I hope the bathroom is not in pink and..." The clerc's face changed to panic. "Hey, I just made a joke, no need to panic, but a single room would be nice. And please wake me up at 16.00, so I can prepare for the meeting."
He nodded:" Single room of course, Lady Kiya - but please, don't use your chemistry kit, we wouldn't want the house to blow up, would we? Boy, show Lady Kiya the room, please."
The boy standing nearby tried to pick up the bag, shrieked and dashed off to look for a wheel cart. I waited patiently, arms folded, foot tapping. When all was done we went off to the elevator and I noticed the clerc secretly dabbing his sweated brow with a handkerchief. "Hope, the other customers won't be like her... We're a respectable house," I heard him muttering. - "Hmph, he really doesn't know the Larians..."
I observed my room and turned around to the boy:"Thanks, mate - here's a tip. Now run along, I'll do just fine." He turned on his heels and fled.
"Ah, that bed looks good," I jumped a few times up and down on it to prove its reliability. The bed groaned but kept bravely in place. "And now for a nap, have to prepare myself for this evening. I'm going to ask the Larians a few questions this evening dealing with bugs, crashes etc. This needs a calm, clear mind". I turned over and fell asleep at once.
