chapter four of the 4th gate. Abe learns a little about Laura and the academy.
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It was half an hour later and Abe
was sitting in mister Sparrow’s kitchen. It was hot and steamy inside due to
the enormous wood stove that was currently boiling three separate pots. Laura
stood behind these pots wearing a heavy white apron over her gray tunic. She as
the moment was chopping a strange yellow spongy looking fungus into small
cubes. When she had finished and dropped them into one of the pots they
immediately began to hiss as air escaped. The cubes, which had been
approximately one square inch before heading into the pot, settled at just
under half that size. The gas that had escaped from them filled the air with a
strange nutty fragrance that was not at all unpleasant.
“What was that one.” Abe asked from
the small table inside the kitchen. It seemed to have been used very frequently
as there were small stains and gouges in the wood. He was sitting in what he
thought to be mister Sparrow’s chair, for it was far older than the other.
Mister Sparrow’s chair’s arms were both well worn as if someone had laid their
arm against it for many years. The other seemed to have been built
comparatively recently. When Abe had asked Laura had told him that she had been
at mister Sparrow’s learning for about two years. She had received the old
storeroom as a bedroom, and had made it her own. Mister Sparrow had taught her
the ways of The Screaming Cliff Dream Catchers, and she was now a master of
flight engineering, steam technology, and psyche magic. Psyche magic she
informed him was magic for altering the mind and how it perceives the world. He
had been thoroughly impressed by all of this, and from what she told him he
could not understand why she had not received her license earlier. From what
she told him she had been ready for nearly a year, but mister Sparrow had
insisted on keeping her here for extra training.
“It’s called Rex Rgis Diripio, but
it is more commonly known as King’s mold. It grows in the caves along the
cliff, and we grow it in the garden.” She said this while taking out several
soft-shell crabs, and skewering them along with two different types of mushroom
caps he had already asked about. They grew a lot in the garden from what she
had told him, but it was entirely fungal based. He had already seen several
different types of meat, including dried spider, the soft-shell crabs, bat, and
what most surprised him they even had several long flat Leecher steaks.
“You sure are full of
questions.We don’t normally cook
with this many ingredients either, but we don’t normally have guests.” She
shoved the last crab onto the skewer and laid them on the small grill at one end
of the stove. There were four of them, one for each of them. With surprise Abe
realized he wanted more than that. He was hungry, as if eating that apple
earlier had been the spark reigniting his want for food. Laura had been
strangely nice to him ever since they had entered the kitchen, he got the sense
that she had some strange respect for him now that she had learned he was a out
worlder. She had flat out refused his help when he offered it.
“You must be a out worlder.” She
stated as if reading his thoughts “No adventurer would have come here knowing
so little about local edibles.” She said as he began to slice off the strange
organic balloon like fungi from their stems, which when ripe would fill with
gas and begin to float. She momentarily scrambled as she grabbed one that tried
to float up towards the ceiling. She missed it and it began to float towards
Abe. Abe immediately jumped up and grabbed the bulb. He unfortunately walked
into the path Laura had attempted to take in order to retrieve the bulb, and
she ran into him. They both fell onto the floor. Abe twisted his body so that
he caught the impact of the floor making Laura fall on top of him. Laura’s body
pressed against Abe’s. Both breathed hard and neither said anything for a
moment.