Chapter 69: Not Nice

Chapter 69: Not Nice

Tala found herself telling an abridged, and only slightly redacted, version of her trip. She didnt feel like her secrets were really needed, here, and the two women had a lot more knowledge than she, herself. That said, she didnt feel it was time to discuss her Archon stars.

She tried not to focus on the fact that shed had her pay docked by one gold, and twenty silver, ounces for expenses incurred due to her disappearance. It didnt seem fair No, Tala, focus on the story. You can argue with the official, later.

They didnt interrupt, only asking minimal questions, as they walked through the city to the lively square and Gretels meat pies. While the other two each grabbed a few to eat on the way, Tala bought five for herself.

Gretel was excited to see them all, but she was busy, as were they, so they only exchanged brief greetings, after the cook gushed over Talas new clothing. All in all, Tala was a bit sad to leave the boisterous woman behind them, so quickly, but they really did need to get to Hollys workshop.

They ate as they walked, and as she renewed her retelling, Tala found herself pacing the tale to finish about when they arrived. She more or less succeeded.

The only reactions she noted came at the mentions of the ending-berries, Grediv, the battle shed witnessed, and of Mistress.

With regard to the powerful battle she had witnessed, Lyn had been aghast, but Holly had seemed contemplative. As to the ending-berries, Tala had almost skirted around the issue, but realized that Holly would need to know, as it would definitely be important, with regard to her inscriptions.

The ending-berries had rendered Lyn speechless for large sections of the story.

Grediv got a grunting, snorted laugh from Holly, and the inscriber had seemed to pay special attention to Talas descriptions of Mistress, and their interactions.

And then, I rejoined the caravan, thanks in large part to Terry, here. She patted the terror bird on the head, where he lay, curled up in her lap.

The three women sat in a back room of Hollys complex, having just recently arrived.

You know the rest.

An attendant arrived, bringing tea for the three.

SoThoughts?

Lyn took a deep breath and let it out. Well, Im a bit speechless. It was supposed to be a quick, out and back run. A nice, easy assignment for your first contract. The route to Alefast is famously the safest, quickest route from Bandfast She shook her head.

So much for being speechless. Tala grinned at the womans contradiction. I missed you, Lyn.

You are just a bucket of trouble, arent you? It was said with affection. Im so glad that you survived all that. Im also glad that no one was seriously hurt. Lyn gave her a hard look.

Tala nodded, smiling a bit guiltily. She had neglected to mention Terrys butchering of the men outside of Alefast, or his likely incredible age. Yup. In fact, shed skimmed over much of her interactions with the bird, only explaining enough to justify his presence and hint at his role in getting her back safely.

Holly sighed. Well, Im going to have to do some tweaks to your spell-forms, but I expected to have to. You left out a few things, that we will discuss. Yourbond to the knife, for example. She gave Tala a meaningful look.

Tala smiled back. When theres time.

Holly shrugged. Very well. She stood and pinched Talas arm.

Hey! Ow. Tala rubbed the offended flesh, glaring at the inscriber.

Holly shook her head. You changed your workout routine. Im going to have to do a thousand little tweaks to make your spell-forms work properly. She was frowning. If I wasnt planning on a vastly different set-up, this would be most inconvenient.

Waitwhat?

Holy waved her off. You clearly arent suited to dormant defenses. Id expected this at some point, and you seem to have been working on your accumulation rate, so well transition to always active defenses.

Tala frowned. That sounds not only expensive, but like it will run out much more quickly.

Holly smiled with a malicious glee. With previous techniques, it would be, but you gave me an idea. I will be able to make your inscriptions small enough, and numerous enough, that the power distribution and inscription erosion should be kept to a manageable level.

Tala opened her mouth to argue, then sighed. I dont have a choice, do I

Holly just grinned.

Great how long will this take?

Holly waved that off. It wont be an issue.

I guess Ill see? Holly was likely going to have some of her apprentices do a portion of the work to speed it up. That made her surprisingly nervous. Huh, I really dont want anyone else working on me.

I was going to have us remove the silver activation scripts, before we reworked the core functions, but you seem to have used them up already.

Lyn scoffed a laugh. You heard her story. Are you surprised?

Not at all. Holly cleared her throat. Now, lets get you scrubbed down and ready for the work. Yes? She stood, drink in hand. Grab your tea and follow me.

Tala shrugged, taking up her cup and following the inscriber, Terry flickering to her shoulder.

Lyn followed as well.

They came to a waiting bath, in a private chamber, and Holly closed the door behind them. Terry immediately blipped over to the edge of the tub, tested the water with a taloned toe, then settled down on the edge to watch the three women, no further interest taken in the tub.

First, scrub the iron from the back of your neck. I need to collect the records stored, there, if Im going to be efficient with our time. Then, while you scrub the rest off, I can be modifying as appropriate.

Thats right! Tala felt indignation rise up withing her. I almost forgot! She raised a finger, glaring at Holly. You put a voice in my head, and gave it power over my hormones? I didnt know you were going to do that!

Holly blinked at her, a bit owlishly. Mistress Taladear.

Tala drew up short, hesitating. Did I miss something?

Holly continued, after a short breath. Did the spell-form work?

Yes?

Then, you must have known.

Tala opened her mouth to object, then hesitated. Ohhuh

I am surprised that you heard a voice, however. Your mage-sight must have detected the activation and functions, and a voice was the easiest way for it to convey what it picked up. She clicked her tongue, tapping her chin in thought. Yes, that is fascinating. Ill have to keep that in mind. Maybe, we could use that She stopped her contemplations. Well? She gestured at the bathtub. Get your neck clean. I need that information.

Tala sighed, much of her indignation spent. Fine, fine. There was a stack of pumice stones, and Tala picked one up, wetting it and running it over the back of her neck. It wasnt very pleasant.

As she scrubbed, she felt a mild drain on her ending-berry power. Thankfully, it only protected her skin, not the salve atop it. I should probably let that run dry, while in the city I dont have an infinite supply.

In another burst of furious scrubbing, she finished. There. Her skin felt raw, though she knew it was largely undamaged. The ending-berry power would prevent any true damage. Still, it felt quite uncomfortable. Yes, woe is me, I suffer so, for my power! She snorted, and Lyn and Holly gave her odd looks. She waved them away. Is that good enough?

Holly stepped forward and took out a stone, clearly inscribed with intricate spell-lines in a complex three-dimensional pattern, woven through its whole structure. Holly funneled a bit of power into it, and it burst to life.

The inscriber placed the stone on the back of Talas neck, and she felt a strange tingle, like a dog was slobbering on the back of her neck then licking it clean.

I did.

I didnt factor that into the price of this inscribing.

Tala sank into a chair. Why fight it? She wont let me win How much?

Hmmm? Oh, let me see. Holly pulled out a slate and looked over the text on its surface. Four and a half ounces, gold, to fully refresh the thirty rings.

Oh, rust that! You didnt assume that Id use any of them?

No, I didnt. You were specifically sent on an easy, safe mission. Your danger-mongering isnt on me.

Tala grumbled, but again, she didnt really have a choice. Fine So, what do I owe you, then?

Holly showed her the slate. Thirteen and a half ounces, gold.

Talas eye twitched. Thats more than half of what I have

My math is good.

I can see that. You seem chipper about all this.

Holly was grinning. Of course, I am, dear. You are a wonderful specimen to work on.

Talas eye twitched again, for entirely different reasons. Great Im her experiment. Tala supposed it could be worsesomehow.

Now, as this will take a few sessions, please do not replace your iron, or youll have to scrub before every session, and thats a waste of everyones time and resources. Also, the ending-berry power within you is unideal. Well make it work, today, but dont renew it, until after were done.

Tala grunted. Great. So, I need to walk around with no defense against magic, and without one of my physical defenses as well. She didnt let the fact that shed already decided not to use her ending-berries within the city get in the way of her irritation. Fair, I suppose.

She did smile as she glanced to the stack of books. Shed planned on visiting a library, and eventually purchasing a set of reference volumes for anatomy, physiology, and the like. These were custom to her, along with details on the specific magical enhancements and alterations she would bear.

And, Ill actually be complete, as a Mage, soon. It was a relieving feeling.

I do like your ideas for your throat and lungs. Though, again, well need to discuss them, later.

Tala grinned at that. Right! So much has been happening that I forgot about making spell-forms within my lungs She shook her head. My lists need better organization. Thats a pretty big thing to fall by the wayside. She walked forward, sitting in the chair beside the new device and slipping her arm inside.

Holly walked over and held out the tablet, once more. It now contained both the agreed to transaction, thirteen and a half ounces gold, and authorization for Holly to access, alter, and implement her inscriptions.

Looks good, I suppose. Lets do this. She pricked her left ring finger, after withdrawing her defensive powers, and allowed a drop of blood to confirm the agreement.

Holly nodded. Very well, lets get to work. Please pull the ending-berry power back from that arm.

The device responded, whether to Hollys words, or the signed contract, Tala didnt know. An inner sleeve tightened around her arm, all the way up, past her shoulder, and around each individual finger.

The needles began soundlessly moving into position.

Now, Ive made a couple of changes. Mainly, I wanted you to be able to activate your crush and restraint magics with either hand. She held up her own hand to stop Talas objections. This will not negate other spell-forms being available to your left hand. In fact, I intend to make your right hand able to use those as well, once we decide which to use. I have several ideas, that we should discuss, one in particular seems perfect, but not now. We will do your left-hand workings after your internals. Soin a week?

The needles seemed to have gotten into position, because they all plunged inward simultaneously.

Tala jerked despite herself, but her arm was held quite immobile, and there wasnt any pain. Still, the visual of seeing them all jab inward had startled her.

I shouldnt have watched

Then, the pain came.

She remembered the feeling of her bones breaking: dozens of times in the academy training grounds and many times since. This felt like that, throughout every bone from her shoulder to her fingertips.

She screamed, feeling something try to tear in her throat, only prevented by the ending-berry power within her. It took all her willpower to keep that power away from her arm, though she wasnt sure how much it would have helped.

Before her scream had even started, the needles had retracted, moved ever so slightly, and jammed in again. And again. And again. It seemed that there would be dozens of jabs, per needle, per second. How can they work that fast? If she had been in a better place, she might have laughed at the silly question. Magic, of course.

Holly helpfully put a leather tube in Talas mouth for her to bite down on. Tala glared at the woman but bit down.

Terry, for his part, flickered to Talas lap, staring up at Holly, then glancing to Tala with an obvious question.

Between excruciating pulses, the needles now looking more like waves as each moved independently, Tala seriously considered unleashing the terror bird on Holly, but finally, thought better of it, giving an almost imperceptible shake of her head.

Terry let out a breath that could only be considered a disappointed, confused sigh and curled up on her lap.

Inscriptions formed remarkably quickly, taking less than a minute before those in her bones were complete.

Her power immediately rushed through them, and the bone reknit itself around the inscriptions, locking the precious gold into place.

Only gold. Always active.

The needles didnt stop, however, as they slowly moved outward, meticulously inscribing every layer.

The torture device worked its way outward, moving through her muscles, tendons, and other mid-level tissue. Her arm remained locked in place, completely unable to shift or in any way ruin the precision of the inscribing.

The needles finished with the muscle and other mid-layers of inscribing, but those didnt activate. Apparently, Holly had left off the connection scripts, for some reason.

Tala growled, mumbling around the leather tube she was still biting down upon. Why didnt the mid-layer activate? Since she couldnt move her right arm, she gestured towards the constantly moving device with her head. Sewing machine! It looks like nearly two hundred sewing machines The thought didnt help.

Holly shook her own head, hair bobbing. We have to wait until the inscriptions around your shoulder are complete, or when the muscle enhancements activate, you might tear your own arm off.

Thatsounded unpleasant. Tala stopped complaining, though tears had begun to leak from her eyes, and she couldnt control the occasional whimper. The ending berry power would likely prevent my arm from damaging itselfbut Im pulling that back, out of the way. Much better to avoid that possibility.

The needles continued their methodical action, quickly refreshing, altering, and augmenting her highest levels of inscriptions, including her enhancements, defenses, regenerative scripts, and her active offensive magics. Everything she could feel was gold, except the connections for her offensive spell-forms. Dont want those powered all the time.

Less than five minutes after the process had started, it was over. Her arm was released from the sleeve, and Tala ripped it free, cradling it against her chest.

Holly examined Talas arm, even going so far as to slap Talas left hand to get her to let go, so Holly could stretch out Talas right arm for full inspection. Yes. Good. It perfectly modified for the indicated increase in muscle tone. Very nicely done. She glanced up, momentarily meeting Talas gaze. Nicely done, Mistress Tala. We can move to the next limb, whenever youre ready. Your bodys use of ending-berries has primed it to receive these specific inscriptions, wonderfully.

Tala found herself shaking her head, feeling a little dizzy. No. That was not nice You arent a very nice person The leather tube had fallen away from her mouth at some point.

But, I am an effective one. Holly smiled, as she continued to examine Talas arm, poking and examining it from every angle.

Tala just groaned in response. She closed her eyes, bracing against the continued throbbing in her arm. Oh, right. She had been holding back her own power from the deeper layers, along with the ending-berries. Now, she allowed power to flow through her uppermost regenerative scripts and the pain from that top layer vanished, her flesh tightening around, and integrating with, the inscriptions. The skin across her entire arm began glowing, if subtly. It almost looked like she had gone out to get a tan and had brought back some of the sun with her. Great, the joys of always active surface inscribing.

There were three more limbs to do, then her torso.

Tala took deep breaths. This was far from over.