Valentin felt happy about having somewhat 'resolved' the growing situation. Mr. Reinhart was... quite exquisite and delicate in his way of handling whom he considered to be a stranger. Maybe he had to be because these barracks also contained most of the guard's weapons so any intrusion and potential theft there could prove disastrous for the capital's overall security, but still there would have been much friendlier ways to hinder access. He had been affected by this kind of treatment, too.

[color=ff9900]"Yes, we are to rendezvous our employer so to speak in one of the offices."[/color] The large and equally muscled man carefully guided his fingers along the lines of his finely cut beard, silently wondering about why this had to be the place of their meeting. [color=ff9900]"I'm afraid to say I don't know why it has to be here, but so it is. Maybe it's because they want us to depart immediately afterwards and supplies are easy to get here ?"[/color] It was an open question -- maybe Amara knew more than him and this would now be a real good opportunity to tell. Valentin did not have much hope though for it would not have made sense to distribute information so asymmetrically.

Turning around on his heel quickly, Valentin began to guide his steps towards one of the heavy wooden doors nearby. [color=ff9900]"Don't worry about my wait, it's not your fault! I just can't rule out that our employer is on good terms with Mr. Reinhart."[/color] He indeed had not seen their future boss himself yet so the chance of him or her having rude enough manners to make friends with others of a similar attitude was there. Even if not however: Punctuality was a virtue in terms of making a good first impression.

The inside of the stone building was much cooler than the yard outside, and also much more relaxed in other aspects for all the noise caused by marching soldiers and yelled orders was muffled and became even more so the further one went inside. [color=ff9900]"Something about second floor I've been told. Let's see..."[/color] and Valentin continued upwards, occasionally even taking two steps at once.

It was a piece of physical effort pretty much completely in vain for the second floor revealed to be a seemingly limitless array of doors running along one side of the wide corridor. Each and everyone had the same boring, anonymous appearance to it and while Valentin could see that there were actually small signs attached to the wall next to each of them, he also knew that reading all of these would consume [i]a lot[/i] of time. [color=ff9900]"Erm... Amara ? You don't happen to know more about our precise location, do you ?"[/color] Valentin smiled shily. [color=ff9900]"Otherwise I don't see any other option but to just go through the first one and ask for help."[/color]

He could have predicted that, couldn't he ? The thought stung in his mind...