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#17: A Sudden Detour
Notes: A sentence written in English that is italicized in dialogue
means that a language other than English is being spoken, and has been
'translated' by the omnipotent narrator for your convenience.
“Just where do you think you’re going young lady?” Dr.
Elfrida spat out authoritatively; focusing her attention on the poor, confused Diantha.
“Me?”
Diantha awkwardly giggled out, pointing at herself with a nervous smile. She
knew that look; she remembered her own mom would glare at her like that
whenever she was in trouble. “Uh…just heading out with my friends!”
“You
will be doing no such thing!” Dr. Elfrida corrected; pushing Brian, Noriko, and
Aden out of her way to grip Diantha’s shoulders. “You don’t leave until I’ve
performed another check up on you! Go on!” She commanded, flipping Diantha back
towards the entrance of her tent. “Back in you go! I’ll attend to you in a
moment!”
Diantha glanced at her three
friends; and shrugged in defeat. She thinned her lips; apologizing without
words; and pushed through the tent-flaps. Now it was just Noriko, Brian, and
Aden who had to deal with Elfrida’s wrath.
“Now…Noriko?
Did I give you permission to let anybody else inside the tent?” Dr. Elfrida
raised an eyebrow; her stern glare ready to detect any odd body language that
signaled a lie. “Because I’m about a 100% sure that I didn’t.”
“N-no
Dr. Elfrida.” Noriko composed herself and answered. She wouldn’t admit it, but
the doctor scared her. “But I didn’t bring Brian and Aden with me; they came in
themselves.”
Brian
gasped at Noriko’s betrayal. “Thanks for throwing us under the bus Noriko!” He
almost whined.
Aden was eerily silent; his
head lowered and his eye hidden under the shadow of his bangs.
“…Alright
then. Step to the side for a moment.” Noriko did as Dr. Elfrida commanded. As
much as she felt bad for outing Brian and Aden, her pride also didn’t want to
get in trouble for any sort of mistake, especially one that wasn’t on her part.
Dr.
Elfrida turned to Brian and Aden, who stood side by side. “Alright boys, let’s
make one thing clear for future reference.” The doctor began, placing her hands
on her hips. “The tent you just trespassed isn’t for public usage. It’s my
personal tent. It holds all my medical supplies. Normally I treat people in
their own tents, or if there’s a wide demand, I put up a tent next to this one
where all my patients rest and wait.”
She glanced between Brian
and Aden; making sure they understood her words before continuing. “Diantha is one
of the exceptions because I need all my supplies at hand for her treatment. I
was never trained to attend to you…humans. At least that’s what Alva says you all
are.” Dr. Elfrida shook her head. The word ‘human’ was straight out of a story
book to her. She could hardly believe she had met four of them in her lifetime.
Aden almost shrunk in size; he
was as stiff as a board, eyeing the grass below with an unfocused gaze. “I’m sorry. I’m the lowest of low. Please forgive
me.” He muttered a sincere apology.
Brian just shrugged his
shoulders. “…Yeah, sorry.” He mumbled out lazily.
Dr. Elfrida glanced between
Brian and Aden, unsure of what to say. Eventually she sighed and shook her head
in defeat. “It’s fine. Just remember not to enter unless you have permission
from me from now on.” These two gentlemen were both good kids at heart; she could
tell…yes, even the taller one.
With that out of the way,
Dr. Elfrida cleared her throat; she had more to say. “So, you remember how you
all agreed to help around the camp if you stayed here?”
Noriko, Aden, and Brian
nodded in affirmation.
“Good, today you fulfill
your promise.” She pointed at Brian first. “You. Captain Gonzalo and Prince
Elric need your strength. They’re with the woodcutters. They want you to carry
the trees to the camp.”
“…Like, an entire tree?”
Brian squinted at Dr. Elfrida; he didn’t know whether he heard the elf lady
correctly or not.
Dr. Elfrida nodded. “You
have immense strength, correct?” She eyed Brian suspiciously at his question.
“That’s what Alva told me anyways. If your strength is up to par with Nilam’s
strength, then you should have no problem carrying more than four trees at once!”
A pale Brian wished he
didn’t have his super strength in that particular moment.
“As for you,” Dr. Elfrida
pointed at Aden next. “The farmers want your help. Some of them have seen
your…’talent’ with nature.” That was an understatement. “If you can increase
the growing speed of our crops, we won’t be starving within a few months.”
“Ok!” Aden was just glad he
could be of use to someone! He doesn’t like not having anything to do; he gets
anxious.
“I like your attitude.” Dr.
Elfrida briskly complimented Aden, and then pointed at Noriko. “Finally,
Noriko. Mr. Sapienti wants to see you. Ever since Alva told him about the
powers the four of you have unlocked and the powers you potentially have, he’s
been rocking in his chair in excitement. He’s as passionate about
science as Alva is about history.”
“Am I supposed to be a…test
subject for him?” Noriko tilted her head and raised an eyebrow.
Dr. Elfrida confirmed her speculation
with a nod. “Essentially. He wants to test your powers first. You caught his
attention the most.”
“Sapienti?” Aden could have
sworn he heard that name before…wait! “Oh! Napoleon!”
“You’ve met the guy?” Brian
inquired, glancing at Aden.
“Yes! He helped me watch
duel! Lifted me up on shoulders!” Aden smiled widely at the memory. “He very
nice! You will like him Noriko!”
“…I’m
sure I will.” Noriko smiled softly at the cheerful Aden; the boy’s grins we
contagious at times.
***
Elfrida led Noriko to a large
tent; it was a ways off from the camp to the North, close by the fields and
livestock. The astrological symbol for Mercury was printed on the tent flap.
She had seen the same symbol printed on Alva’s tent.
“Mr. Sapienti prefers
complete silence when he is attending to his studies, so he asked for his tent
to he placed farther away from the camp.” Dr. Elfrida explained. “He’s quite
the conversationist however, so don’t worry. Unless you’re not much for speech,
in which case, good luck.”
“What’s the symbol for?”
Noriko couldn’t help but ask. These symbols were obviously supposed to
represent something to the elves, and it was piquing Noriko’s interest.
“Oh? Those symbols are part
of an old Northern-Elvish tradition Alva told me about. They’re supposed to
represent the kind of occupation one has uptaken.” Dr. Elfrida answered. “The
symbol on Mr. Sapienti and Alvas’ tents are for the ‘knowledge-seekers.’’
“Northern-Elvish?” Noriko
noted the distinction. Come to think of it, there seemed to be three distinct ethnicities
of elves. The yellow-skinned, the orange-skinned, and the red-skinned. Were the
yellow-skinned ‘Northern Elves?’
Dr. Elfrida read Noriko’s
mind. “Yes. The yellow-skinned are Northern Elves, or Nords, and live primarily
in the Froid region of Fiorati; the orange-skinned are Central Elves, or
Canols, and live in the Vida region; and red-skinned Elves like me are Southern
Elves, or Syds, and live in the Varm region.” Dr. Elfrida almost gloated when
she named the Southern Elves she belonged with. “Mr. Sapienti and Alva are both
Nords. They were raised in a small village in southern Froid. I think it’s
called…Racine? I’ll have to ask her again later. I’ve never been to northern
Fiorati. I was born and raised in the capital, Talamh Breithe.”
“How big is Talamh Breithe?”
“I’d
say it holds about…15,000,000 civilians?”
Finally arriving at the front of the tent, Dr. Elfrida excused
herself and wandered back to the camp. Noriko grabbed the tent-flap, and
hesitated for just a moment before stepping inside Mr. Sapienti’s tent.
Unlike
Alva’s tent, Mr. Sapienti’s tent was abnormally tidy. Everything was oddly
organized in a nearly perfect manner; the table in the middle of the tent, the
shelves, the items on the shelves, and even Mr. Sapienti’s desk.
Mr.
Sapienti himself was sitting in front of his desk; very busy writing away at
his journal. He glanced up at the butterfly in a jar displayed to the side of
him; which flapped its white and black speckled wings.
Noriko
stood awkwardly by the tent entrance; unsure if she should just wait for Mr.
Sapienti to notice her, or catch his attention.
Luckily
for Noriko, Mr. Sapienti had the ears of a bat. “Is someone there?” His chair
swiveled to face Noriko — it was an old-fashioned desk chair made mostly out of
wood. — and he stared at her for a solid five seconds; perplexed at her
appearance.
Eventually,
he snapped back into reality. “…Your appearance is very different from Aden’s.”
He commented; his pupils expanded in hidden excitement. “What sub-type of human
are you?”
Sub-type…?
“…I’m Asian.” Noriko slowly answered.
“Huh,
Asian!” Mr. Sapienti tapped his quill pen against the arm of his chair. “What
areas of your planet do Asians primarily live in?”
“…In
Eastern Asia.”
“Interesting…you
know me and Alva would love it if you mapped your world out some time! We’d die
for the chance to understand it better!”
“For
simple curiosity or something more?” Noriko noticed an empty stool by Mr.
Sapienti, and took a seat.
“I
mean, I doubt our research could ever be ‘something more.’ You’re here because
of some divine intervention supposedly, and I doubt that opportunity would be
given to two Nords, let alone to the entirety of Kirakam.” Mr. Sapienti
chuckled at the question. “It would be nice to develop a treaty with the
countries in your world however. Trade resources and knowledge and all that.
Imagine the scientific breakthroughs!”
“I
suppose it would be, Mr. Sapienti.” Noriko smirked. She felt comfortable among
this elf man. They were on the same wavelength. “I’m very interested in
learning about this world as well.”
“Please,
call me Napoleon!” The scientist urged. He leaned towards his desk and grabbed
a teacup; sipping the contents in delight. “We’ll be seeing each other often.
I’m very interested in the supposed ‘powers’ you possess. I’m curious about
your friends’ powers too, and I’ll want to see them with time, but your powers
break the laws of physics; that grabbed my attention the most.”
“But
the only thing I’ve done so far is read my friend’s minds?”
“Yes,
so far! But based on what Alva’s told me there’s a lot more you can do, and I
want to see if that’s true. of course, curiosity isn’t the only reason I want
to help you improve your powers.”
Napoleon
set his tea cup on his lap, and folded his hands together. “I’m not much of a
religious man, you know? Gennisa of birth, Zoi of life, Thanata of death, Neris
of water, Eda of earth, and Fosis of light; I don’t believe in any of the six
natures.” He chuckled, and shook his head. “I don’t believe in whatever god The
Lengese Empire believe in either, and I certainly don’t believe in the Ti Nanku
Natcattirankal, but science is all about patterns; patterns can be applied to
any subject. I know the patterns in mythologies. All mythologies have an
end-time story.”
“Yes,
like the Bible’s Revelations, or Ragnarök.”
“…Ah…yes?
Anyways, The six natures detail an impending apocalypse — the decay and
corruption of Kirakam as we know it — that can only be halted by six great
heroes. The Lengese believe they’re already in the end times; and believe
they’re the salvation for this ‘wicked and corrupt’ world. That’s why they’re
so adamant in joining forces with The Kingdom of Fiorati…and when they couldn’t
do it the easy way? They decided to do it the hard way.” Napoleon grimaced at
his sad, but true words. “But the Ti Nanku Natcattirankal? Kirakam has very,
very little information on both those four gods and how the society that
worshipped them— The Natmakkal — functioned as a society. We don’t know the Ti
Nanku Natcattrinkal’s end-time story.”
“…I
think I understand what you’re implying here.” Noriko barely whispered.
“You
have a sharp mind. I like that.” Napoleon smirked at the tiny human before her.
“The shadowy beast last night that turned into a tiger, if that’s not a sign
that something big is coming then I don’t know what is. It also coincides with
your arrival on Kirakam? Let’s not even start with how similar your ‘powers’
are to the Ti Nanku Natcattirankal.” Napoleon reached inside one of
the drawers of his desk, and pulled out a small, metal figurine. “I’m surprised
Alva herself didn’t come to this conclusion before I did…although she is kind
of an airhead. She’s brilliant, don’t get me wrong, but I swear that girl’s mind
is floating in the sky half of the time.”
The
figurine was placed in Noriko’s hands; it was very similar to the statue of Uta
she saw in the Temple of Mourning. The pose, the gem on the forehead, the long,
hime-cut hairstyle? Exactly the same. The only difference was that the figurine
was obviously small enough to fit in her hand, and was made entirely of silver.
“You’re
here to stop the end-times. I don’t know if you’re the Ti Nanku Natcattirankal’s
chosen ones, or if you’re they’re vessels, but you’re here to save Kirakam. I
know that for a fact.”
Noriko
could feel the burden of her supposed destiny on her back. Save the world? She
was no heroine. Her friends were no main characters.
They
were just kids.
Out
of all the people on earth, why was this put on her, Diantha, Aden, and Brian?
“You’re
probably wondering why I gave you that statue.” Napoleon disrupted Noriko from
her brooding. “Basically, I want to see if you have the same telekinetic powers
as Uta. Let’s see if you can lift that figurine up in the air.”
Telekinesis?!
“B-but how? I’ve never…!”
Napoleon
shrugged. “I don’t know! That’s the fun part about science!” He grabbed his
journal, and his trusty quill pen. “Often times you never really know what’s
going to happen-”
In
the span of a few seconds, without warning, the air flushed into a
red hue. Noriko and Napoleon collapsed onto the ground; gasping for air as
tears poured out of their eyes.
The
only thing they felt in their hearts was terror. Pure, intense, terror.
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