Doubt was something that everyone had. Laudus himself still doubted that this was not punishment for him for failing his last experiment. So the nuit couldn't say he was surprised when this Rayage was uncertain what to think of Laudus. But did he have to mock him so with his words? He was a wizard, if not the best in Sahova, but that didn't make Rayage anymore better of a person. An undead person, but a person none the less.
And Rayage's doubt would be sated with a test of Laudus' ability in alchemy. He was to come up with an experiment of his own right then and there and test it. Failure meant kicked out of the lab. And not just if he failed, but if Rayage failed on the repeat of his experiment. So he could succeed with flying colors and Rayage mess it up, and he would be the one to be punished. Laudus almost wanted to protest, but Rayage's body language didn't really say the nuit was in the mood of arguing. Don't do it and leave. Fail and leave. He had no choice but to succeed.
But what should he do for his experiment? He looked around the room, considering his options. He could use anything but the animals in the cages, which really didn't need to be said. Laudus had no idea what to do with those animals if he wished to use them, so there was no need to even tell him they were off-limits. And then he looked down at his hands. His fingernails and palms were still had a slight black tinge to them. Not from any transformation after changing bodies, but from his failed experiment from a few days before. He had done everything right up to the final stage, until he picked up the finished project. It fell through his hands like running water, leaving only stains to remind him of his failure. Well that and the lecture he got from his master. He had mentioned what he did wrong, so Laudus had an idea of what he could do today to do it right. But did Rayage have the matierals he needed?
Laudus walked over to Rayage's desk, hoping the nuit didn't assume he was trying to steal any ideas. With his hands, he carefully moved any slips of parchment with notes already on it aside; he rather use a blank sheet than one Rayage had written his notes already. The desk was messy, with notes scattered all over the top, but eventually, Laudus found a blank sheet of paper. He then grabbed two ink vials, one full and one empty. If he was going to force me to prove myself, he might as well lose a few of his resources in the process. Laudus walked over to the ring in the room, a horizontal, two-fount, two filter ring. Careful to not step onto the D-Wire, Laudus set the sheet of paper into the center of the ring, and carried the full vial of ink over to one of holes where the founts went. Now I need the filter.
Empty vial in hand, Laudus walked over to the barrel of water in the corner, trying to ignore Rayage's watching eye. Atleast, Laudus assumed the man was watching. Why would he make a test and then ignore it while it was performed? But Laudus didn't care if Rayage was watching like a hawk or scratching his petching arse; he was into the procedure and nothing would distract him. With his right hand, Laudus dipped the vial into the barrel, catching water in it. This was what Laudus had forgotten last time he had attempted the experiment; the paper earned the color of ink, but also retained its liquid quality. He wouldn't forget this time, as he walked back to the ring and putting the vial in the appropriate place. Now came the fun part.
Laudus lifted his left hand up, focusing on his left index finger. The skin was smooth on this finger, but since beginning his training in alchemy, he had always used this finger as his charger. Just a habit he developed and never had broken. Not that he needed to. Up to his lips the finger went, and with a precise bite on the skin, the clear inchor began to appear. Not wanting to waste it, Laudus placed his finger on the meridian keystone, and began his process as the djed began to charge the ring.
All alchemists had developed a kind of meditative state when in this stage of the experiment, and Laudus had his own. Long ago he had read in a book that a person could stand at the top of a snow-covered hill and sent a snowball the size of a walnut down the hillside. The snowball would pick up energy quickly, and eventually gain speed. Along the way it got bigger. And this was how Laudus did it, except his was thought process was slightly different. The ring didn't speed up quickly, so he didn't want his imaginary snowball growing in size faster than the ring's energy. So his snow ball had more. . . physically retarded qualities. It still grew, but for some reason it didn't know how to roll correctly, so it grew slower than normal snowballs. It didn't really matter as this all occured in his head, and helped the nuit concentrate as chimes went by. As long as he succeeded, Laudus would imagine retarded snowballs.
Laudus didn't know how many chimes went by in the experiment, he never did. In reality the charge time wasn't that large as this was a simple experiment, and Laudus soon came upon the time where he needed to activate the ring. It was time to see if he would succeed or fail. Would he get to witness this experiment that Rayage had planned, or would his last memory be of the vault door to Lab 45E being shut behind him? Laudus directed the built-up djed to the center of the ring, and retracted his finger from the keystone.
It was at this point that Laudus imagined fireworks going off, but in reality there were no theratics in the process. But in reality, he really just blinked and the changes had occured. Laudus turned to Rayage, with a simple question that would probably sound too simple. "Should I dip paper into water?"
Yeah, the centuries old nuit asked if paper should get wet. He was a genius. |