Chapter 198: A Fun Idea

Chapter 198: A Fun Idea

Tala wasnt late to her breakfast with Mistress Odera, despite her trip to the Constructionist Guild.

Im being very efficient this morning.

-That we are.-

Mistress Odera was very congratulatory for Talas Fusing, as well as for how well the previous day had gone with Talas siblings.

The older woman was definitely far more pleased about the latter development than the former, and strangely enough, Tala found herself agreeing. She was always going to Fuse, eventually, but the potential she had to reestablish her relationships with her siblings was truly exciting.

I think Ive got a fun idea for today, too.

-Oh, I like that. Yes. Let me see what I can do about the specifics.-

Thank you, Alat.

Talas second breakfast passed in regular fashion, though Mistress Odera did order a bit more food, even more than usual, in celebration of Talas Fusing and the beginnings of reconciliation.

Rane wasnt around as, apparently, hed taken a short protection job outside of the city for the day.

Good for him. Tala felt glad for her friend. He was branching out.

-Yup. He really should become his own person before trying to pursue you again.-

Tala felt her eyebrow twitch but didnt otherwise react or respond.

All told, she arrived back at the park just about three hours before noon, Terry comfortably resting on her shoulder.

She was hardly there for five minutes before her siblings joined her, trudging through the snow.

Good morning! She greeted them warmly.

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Terry trilled a happy little greeting as well.

Everyone, this is Terry.

Most stared uncertainly at the bird, even as Nalac grinned. Good morning, Terry!

Terry flickered to his shoulder and head-butted him.

Nalac grimaced, then laughed. Ow, I already said good morning.

Terry bumped him again, but seemingly much lighter this time, and Nalac scratched his head.

The other siblings crowded around saying hi to Terry.

Caln gave Tala a skeptical look. Is this your pet? Nalac told us about the bird, but not much.

Tala shook her head. Hes a friend. Hes at least as smart as you all are, from what Ive seen.

Caln gave a half smile. You calling us bird-brained?

She grinned back. Are you saying thats an insult?

Caln opened his mouth to respond, then caught motion out of the corner of his eye.

Terry was staring directly at the young man, eyes narrowed in focus.

Caln cleared his throat. No. No, not at all.

Terry let out a happy little trill, then went back to flickering among Talas siblings.

Tala cleared her throat, drawing attention back to herself.

Terry helpfully flickered back to her shoulder to assist in the wrangling.

So, I had an idea for what we could do, around answering any other questions that you may have.

There was hesitantly intrigued silence in response.

Im going to reduce the gravity of any of you who want it, so you can jump and bounce around in the park.

Confused silence was her only reply.

Oh, right. Thats not really clear, is it. You all dont really know what I mean, do you?

Most shook their heads, but the older ones seemed contemplative.

Okay. Well do a demonstration. She hesitated. You know, even with caution, this could still be dangerous. Latna, Caln, are you to willing to help me?

They looked at each other, then shrugged. Sure.

Can one of you go see if Master Leighis is available, at least for a few minutes until you all get the hang of it. As for the other, Ill enact the working on them, so this group can see and understand what I mean.

The two shared a look again, then Latna nodded and headed back to the shop. Sure. Ill be right back.

Caln came forward through his siblings, a look of resignation across his features. What do you need me to do?

Tala looked him over. He was wearing a heavy coat, boots, gloves, and a hat. The coat would make him cold to take off, same with the boots. The hat would come off too easily.

That made one of the gloves the best solution.

So, once I say so, start bouncing in place, so that we can find a good level of reduced gravity. If something goes wrong, take off your right glove, and that will end the effect. All right?

He frowned, but slowly nodded. If you say so.

Tala focused on targeting her brother, specifically emphasizing the fact that he was wearing a glove on his right hand, weaving that into her conception of him, so that the removal of such would break the spell-effect.

It was funny. In a way, this was the opposite of what she usually tried to do, while targeting someone or something. She usually tried to focus on the immutable characteristics, so her lock and working would persist as long as possible. Now, she was purposely choosing something that would be easy to alter.

-Different purposes require different tactics.-

True enough.

Once the lock was in place, she began to ramp down his gravity. Decrease.

Now. She let him know it was time.

Caln began to bounce a bit on his feet. I feel kind of silly doing this. What am I- His eyes widened as he began to come off the ground a bit more than hed expected.

Tala let up there, waiting. How is that?

Caln took a couple of experimental jumps, going slightly higher than normal and coming down a bit slower. He let out a startled laugh. This is amazing!

Should I aim for a bit lighter? I dont want you or the others to get too high, as that might be a little scary. This is supposed to be fun, not panic inducing.

He crouched down and jumped, attempting a flip. He didnt account for the changes, however, and ended up doing one and a half rotations before landing on the snow with a soft whump.

His eyes went wide again for a moment, but before Tala could ask if he was okay, he started laughing once more. This is perfect for now.

The other siblings began clamoring for Tala to do them next.

She grinned, holding up her hands. One moment! One moment. Caln, can you take off your right glove?

He was still laying on the ground, grinning. Sure.

As he pulled off his glove, Tala felt her working break apart, and Caln immediately sunk deeper into the snow.

Oof. Thats interesting.

After their long lunch, the kids had to head home.

The younger ones had schoolwork that they needed to finish. Caln had to go help in the shop, and Tala and Latna needed to go to the Archive to get the recipe, then to the Constructionist guild for their meeting with Hafest.

Thus, they all walked back to the Alchemy shop in a pack and bid Tala goodbye right outside.

They were about to part ways, when Tala stopped, frowning. Olen?

The young boy froze, almost through the Alchemists door. Yes, Tala?

Take off your right glove.

ButBut Iuh Its cold. Ill do that inside.

She narrowed her gaze at him. You havent taken it off since the park.

I have no idea what you are talking about. His nervousness, coupled with his age caused the words to come out a bit less clearly than his usual speech. He started edging towards the door.

Tala sighed. Im not going to punish you, Olen, you arent in trouble. I just dont want you to get hurt by keeping that spell-working active on you.

The others were all regarding the boy with a mixture of amusement and stern older-sibling-displeasure.

Fine. He groused, as he pulled off his glove.

Thank you. Tala grinned. If you all liked this, we can do it again when I come back through. Ill let you know if I cant get a contracted trip back right away. Otherwise, expect me in just over two weeks. I wish I could be more specific.

Olen slumped his shoulders. Sounds good. Thank you, again, Tala! He then ran inside.

Tala glanced down as Sella latched onto her leg, staring up with a big grin. EYE!!!!

Tala grinned back. Goodbye, little Sella.

Eye, eye, Ala. The little one didnt let go.

Tala cleared her throat. Time for you to go inside.

Eye! ALA!!!!

Tala blinked at the sheer volume of the farewell. Take care? She bent down, pulling Sella off of her leg and giving the little one a hug.

Sella squeezed her back with surprising force. She then whispered. Eye, Ala.

Tala laughed again. Goodbye. She then handed Sella to Akli, who had waited to take the child. See you soon.

After that, Tala and Latna turned and walked towards the Archon compound, directed by the map that Alat had been able to pull up.

It didnt take long to certify that Latna was, in fact, a licensed Alchemist, and with that done, she purchased the formula.

Latna seemed to visibly pale as she handed over the golden coins. Likely, she hadnt ever spent that much at once in her entire life.

Maybe some large ingredient orders? Or if she handled the funds for the purchase of the shops around theirs, or the modifications to them.

Tala leaned over to her sister and whispered. Youre carrying the money around with you?

Latna colored slightly. I didnt want to forget it, and I figured wed be safe enough with you around.

Tala grunted. Fair enough.

The front office gave Latna the formula in a small notebook, the actual recipe and procedures only taking up the first couple of pages.

They thanked the attendant and began walking.

Ill need to read this before we get there, so I know what Im talking about. And, if I dont recognize any ingredients, well have to stop by the market, so I can get an idea of base costs.

Tala nodded. Want to stop for tea while you read?

Latna shook her head, not taking her eyes from the page. No, so long as we walk slowly, Ill be fine.

So, the walk passed in silence.

When Latna finished, she closed the little book and tucked it into an inner pocket of her coat. Nothing too extreme, though there are a few processes that are somewhat time consuming. She nodded to herself. Well see what they have to say.

* * *

Mistress Tala! Welcome back. Hafest was walking through the entry hall when they arrived.

Master Hafest? I hope we didnt keep you waiting. What are you doing in the entry hall?

He laughed that off. I was raiding the waiting room for a few pastries. Who is this? Your Alchemist friend? He looked Latna over briefly. Or not a friend. Family? The resemblance is uncanny. She must be your daughter. Hafest held out his hand towards Latna.

Latna froze on the spot, then burst out laughing, while Tala grimaced, feeling herself slouching ever so slightly.

Even so, Latna took the Archons hand and shook it, getting herself under control.

Did I say something funny?

Oh, Master Hafest, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am Talas sister.

Sister? But youre no Mage He looked to Tala again. How young Then, he shook his head. Nope, not my concern. Come on. I hear we have things to discuss.

Latna grinned back at Tala as Hafest led them to a much nicer sitting room than Tala and Hafest had used.

Probably just because there are three of us.

The negotiations werent long. The Guild could use ten gallons a month to start for the first six months, as soon as the Alchemists could get them, and they were willing to sign a contract to that effect. If the product didnt work out, then they wouldnt be reupping the contract. If it did? Theyd likely need more, but theyd cross that bridge when they came to it.

Tala left while Latna and Hafest haggled on the specific price, going to get a pastry for herself.

By the time she got back, the two both looked happy, and they were confirming their deal.

A pleasure doing business with you both.

They bowed to the large Archon and departed.

It was still early as they walked back towards the family shop.

As they neared, Tala cleared her throat. Well, it still isnt quite dinner. We couldgo grab something?

Latna shook her head. Thank you for the invitation, but I am needed at home. Dinner is a bit of a madhouse, so we need all hands on deck.

Ohokay then.

They lapsed back into silence.

A few minutes later, they were at the shop, and Latna turned to her sister. Thank you. She patted her coat, where the formula rested. This will be much more profitable than most of what we can produce. It wont replace our regular business, but it is an amazing opportunity. Thank you, truly.

Tala smiled. Im glad itll work out for you all.

Latna turned, then paused. See you in two weeks?

A little more probably, but yeah.

Bye, Tala.

Bye, Latna.

Without another word, but with a brief smile, Latna entered the family shop and pulled the door closed behind her.

Tala returned to the work-yard in contemplative silence, grabbing a massive dinner to bring with her on the way.

She filled the evening with training and study of the manuals to which she had access.

The following morning she departed the city of her birth, heading home.