New chapter - now with 20% more Nodoka
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"Why are we visiting a bookstore?" Sonoda asked as they stepped out of the front door of the Special District Office. Overhead, the sun was even lower on the horizon then Yue had suspected. The visit to the station had eaten most of the day.
"Not a bookstore." Yue corrected. "The bookstore. She's an old friend and an archaeological expert. She should be able to tell us where this piece probably came from." Yue patted on the front coat pocket where the piece was resting, checking to make sure it hadn't gone anywhere before starting down the street.
"Why an archaeologist?" Sonoda asked as he adjusted his coat against a stiff breeze that cut down the street.
"The piece looks old." Yue replied. "Very old. She'll be able to tell us where it came from and she knows most of the trade routes stuff like this follows. She should be able to tell us where it was bought or traded." Off on the horizon, the sun was casting a golden tinge over the cityscape as the massive form of the world tree cast a long shadow over a large portion of Mahora.
As locals, neither Sonoda or Yue found the sight particularly impressive. To almost anybody else though it would have been an impressive scene. Instead, Yue's gaze flicked about as she navigated though the late afternoon crowds – a combination of students just released from late classes and workers freed to their own agendas for the remainder of the day. All of them mingled up and down the sidewalks, gazing through storefront windows at the wares on display, slipping into street-side cafes for a bite to eat or simply laughing as they walked along with their friends, chatting away as they enjoyed a late afternoon stroll in good company.
After a block and a half, they turned a corner and left the crowds behind as they started heading toward one of the university districts. "So," Sonoda asked as they stepped out of the the side street and into the wide open courtyard of a university quad. "What exactly does your friend do to get this sort of technical expertise?"
"She's an assistant professor in the school archeology department." Yue replied as she followed a side path toward one of the lesser buildings lining the courtyard. "She also does her own field work – though she hasn't had time for that in a while." Which was a shame – she'd gone with Nodoka for the last little excursion. A short one week trip to Indonesia hunting down some early mundus magicus artifacts. Thing's had gone slightly pear-shaped, but it made for a good story to share over some drinks.
"So, what?" Sonoda replied as they stopped briefly at the front door as Yue hit a small button to one side and they waited to be buzzed in. "You're telling me you know Indiana Jones?"
"Don't be ridiculous." Yue replied as the door buzzed and she pulled it open. "She doesn't own a whip." Yue led the two of them down the wide first-floor hall and then up a flight of stairs, finally emerging onto a narrow, nondescript hall on the fourth floor. Past a series of completely identical doors and a few turns and Sonoda found himself thoroughly turned around as they stopped in front of a pair of double doors, on which a small placard read 'Preservation and Restoration'.
Yue paused at the doors before turning around to face the Inspector. "You should wait out here."
"What?" Sonoda raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
Yue gave him what she hoped was a sympathetic shrug. "A lot of what she works with is really delicate, and there's also the fact that she's never..."
Whatever Yue was about to say was cut off as one of the door's behind her swung open part way, allowing a young woman to lean out into the hall. She looked to be about Yue's height, if not a touch taller. Her hair was almost the same shade as Yue's, but cut far shorter, most of it tied back in a short ponytail. Bright blue eyes were magnified to truly impressive sizes by the strange set of jeweler's glasses she was wearing, but shrank to a far more normal size as she lifted them up, the curiosity on her face being replaced with a smile as she recognized who was outside her door. "Yue! What are you doing here? I thought you were still moving into you new apartment..." Her gaze slid slightly to one side as she noticed who else was there. "And why are you with Inspector Sonoda?"
"You know him Nodoka?" Yue asked, surprised, as she jerked a thumb in Sonoda's direction.
"Only a little." Nodoka replied as she stepped out into the hall, dusting a few bits of what looked like fine gravel from her lab coat. "I consulted on a case he had a few months back – some sort of smuggling case, I think?"
Sonoda nodded. "Our suspect claimed they were swapping out pieces from private collections with forgeries, and nobody in the Office's lab's had the right expertise to actually tell the fakes from the genuine articles." He turned to Yue. "You didn't tell me your contact was Professor Miyazaki."
Nodoka blushed slightly. "I'm just an adjunct! I'm not a real professor, really." It seemed like a minor distinction to Yue, but she wasn't going to to argue it right now. "So," Nodoka continued. "What can I do for you?"
"Miss Ayase is assisting us with a case at the moment," Sonoda explained. "She seems to think you can tell us something about...whatever it is she found at the scene."
"A case?" Nodoka arched an eyebrow slightly as she glanced toward Yue. "That seems...unexpected."
"Kuzunoha insisted." Yue replied with a shrug. "Her people seem to think I'm the most qualified for the job." Nodoka didn't miss the slight emphasis Yue had put on the first two words, a look of understanding crossing her face after a moment.
"Oh," Nodoka nodded. "Must be, uh, unusual if she thought you could help."
"If you would classify somebody getting charbroiled alive in a square 'unusual'," Sonoda shrugged. "Then yeah."
Nodoka paled slightly, but covered it well as she pulled the door to the lab open. "Well then, you should probably show me this piece you found." She turned to Sonoda. "Inspector, would it be alright if you stayed out here? Some of the set-ups we have at the moment are quite delicate and you haven't been trained on any of these things like Yue..."
"Unless you want me to wait out here with you?" Yue asked half-mockingly. "I could just give her the piece of you don't want to be lonely..."
"Yeah – I think I'll be good." Sonoda replied flatly. "At least one of us can be in there and ask a question or two."
The two girls gave him a little wave as they slipped behind the doors, waiting until they were well out of earshot before either of them said anything. "What is going on?" Nodoka asked in a raised whisper despite their distance from the door. "Did somebody really die?"
"You didn't see the light show this morning?" Yue asked. "I saw it from my apartment."
Nodoka shook her head. "If you saw it from your window, I couldn't have seen it – my lab's window face's the wrong way. But the only reason I can think Kuzunoha would have brought you on..."
"Is if magic is involved." Yue nodded as they wormed their way through the aisles. "Somebody or something summoned a fire vortex in the middle of a public square during the morning rush and fried somebody before vanishing." To that Nodoka didn't reply, slipping into thought or simply too shocked to comment, as they worked their way further into the laboratory. The room was the size of a large classroom, with almost every inch of floor space occupied by tall sets of stainless steel workbenches and shelves, save for the narrow aisles left between them for the boffins to squeeze through. The only space not covered in shelving was the stretch of floor to ceiling windows, instead occasionally blocked by a lower set of benches that still let a good deal of light though.
"Nice view." Yue quipped, and it was – the wide bank of windows gave a panoramic view of Mahora, stretching out all the way to the towering World Tree off in the distance, framed by the setting sun. It looked like a piece from a postcard, and Yue as pretty sure that an image like that in fact was.
"Not that I have much time to enjoy it." Nodoka replied as she sat down at a well-worn desk tucked into a corner and began clearing away some of the clutter into its drawers.. "So, what do you have for me?" Yue pulled the small bag out of her pocket, handing it to her friend who proceeded to crack the small seal and extracted the bauble with a pair of delicate looking tweezers. "You found this at the scene?"
"We think our perpetrator dropped it." Yue replied as Nodoka began to look over the piece, first unaided and then with what looked like a jewelers lens.
"The one who managed to get away from you?" Nodoka replied. "How did he manage that anyway?"
"No idea." Yue shrugged. "He kept managing to dodge my attacks."
"Precognition?" Nodoka asked.
"Or something close." Yue replied. "The only thing I've ever seen that was even close to that is your Pactio."
"...Perhaps..." Nodoka studied the item a little closer before pulling open one of the lower drawers of the desk. Inside was a stack of worn, leather-bound books that Nodoka dug through before pulling out one. "This might be an artifice."
"You mean like a pactio artifact?" Yue replied.
"Similar, but not quite." Nodoka replied. "This is more along the lines of...those magic weapons from mahorafest when we were in school." Yue recalled that particular festival quite well – as did most other former students of Mahora around her age. But they likely remembered it for different reasons. For most, it was an epic battle against Martians. For her and her friends, it was the opening moves in what turned into what many described as a small-scale war that shaped the futures of two worlds. "Depending on the design and construction, it could have any number of effects – increased speed, telekinesis..."
"Teleportation?" Yue suggested.
"Possibly," Nodoka nodded. "It might not be a Pactio, but it should still have a maker's mark."
"A what?" Yue arched an eyebrow.
"A maker's mark." Nodoka replied as she started flipping through pages of her book. "You see them on older firearms and on swords in this world too. When a craftsman made a weapon – or artifice in this case – for somebody, usually a government or kingdom, it would have to be tested to make sure it wasn't faulty. For fire arms, this usually meant over-packing it with powder and firing it to make sure it wouldn't explode. For an artifice, it would be channeling a large amount of magic through it. If it passed, then it was stamped with a maker's mark to show that it had been checked and was within regulations. Your Pactio likely has something similar somewhere. Newer pactios usually have a serial number instead but the principle is the same."
"So, how does this help us?" Yue asked.
"A maker's mark is unique." Nodoka explained. "It tells you who made it, when and who tested it." she patted the book in front of her lightly. "Dealers would use reference guides like this to cross-check marks to identify anything that came across their tables. Not unlike what we're doing now...ah!"
Yue leaned over her friend's shoulder. "Find it?"
"Found it." You could almost hear the smile in Nodoka's voice. "Looks like its from an old Ostian maker – very old. This dates back over a century – and if I understand this right, this craftsman only catered to Ostian royalty."
"Fancy stuff." Yue quipped. "any idea where it would have come from?"
Nodoka shrugged. "Sorry – all I can help with is where it started. How it got here is up to you."
Yue sighed. "Well, its a lot more then I started with – my pactio should make finding the rest easy..."
Nodoka glanced at her friend as she began to stow her equipment. "I'm sensing a 'but' here."
"But," Yue continued. "I can't do the research now and if I do it later, the Inspector out there will want to know how I found it."
"You sure he'd care?" Nodoka asked.
Yue gave her friend a small grin. "He's a cop – he wouldn't be much of one if he didn't."
"You can't just tell him I told you?" Nodoka suggested.
"I still have to do the research, and a search like this could take a long time." Yue groaned. "This is such a pain. I doubt he'd be willing to stay sideline on his own investigation again, and I really don't need a nosy cop getting me turned into an ermine."
"But you would look so good in fur!" Nodoka teased, but Yue was not amused. "Well, I'm sure you'll think of something. You always do."
"Not always what I need though." Yue sighed as outside the sun slipped further behind the horizon. "When was the last time you talked to Negi?"
"That's a bit sudden," Nodoka said, suddenly caught off-guard by the question. "I think it was… A few weeks ago? Chisame at leasts calls to complain about her agent and ask if I know of a remote dig site she could hide at. The only one who is as scarce as him is Asakura - I haven't seen her since you did...whatever it is you were doing with her. Even Eva-chan shows up for tea now and then. Why do you ask?"
"Just suddenly wishing I could ask for some help." Yue walked up to the window, her gaze drifting down to a spot at the base of the tree. "He always did have a way of getting us all out of trouble..."
"Or into it," Nodoka said with a small giggle. "Though he sometimes had some help. Remember when Asuna forced that confession out of him?"
Yue shrugged. "Probably better then instead of later when somebody could have gotten hurt. At least all that got hurt that time was our dignity." She let out a sigh. "I still wonder what Asuna was thinking - ten years old is a little young for true love."
"And what about now?" Nodoka gave her a knowing grin. If there was one thing that the years since middle school had given Nodoka Miyazaki, it was some self-confidence. As a side-effect, she was also it seemed a little more willing to show her more...'Paru-like' tendencies, even if only in jest. "I hear he's still single you know – and of all the girls I always thought you two got along soooo well..." Case in point.
"Pretty sure he's still busy saving the world." Yue replied as she retrieved the bauble and slipped it back into its bag . "Well, I have a murder to help solve – we can discuss our former teacher's dating prospects some other time."
"Tomorrow over lunch sound good?" Nodoka replied, her innocent tone only slightly betrayed by the small smile across her face.
Yue simply gave her friend a languid wave as she walked out. "Later, Nodoka."
"Until next time, Yue!" Nodoka yelled back before turning back to her own work.
Back out in the hall the Inspector had settled himself into one of the few chairs in the hall, seated outside what looked like a professor's office, and was idly flipping through an archeology magazine that looked to be old enough to qualify as a study piece itself. He looked up from the ancient periodical as the lab doors swung open and Yue stepped out. "So?"
"She identified it." Yue replied. She had been thinking of a cover story the entire walk out and while thirty-odd seconds wasn't a lot of time, she felt she had a solid plan. "Looks like our suspect was smuggling artifacts."
"Could she tell you where it came from?" Sonoda asked, getting back to his feet. "There can't be too many digs going on right now if we can narrow it down enough."
"It's...European." Yue replied slowly as she pulled her lie together. "Welsh. Late Medieval period based on the markings."
"So, all we need to do is find if any welsh digs in the last year or two have lost anything." Sonoda concluded. "Any idea how we can do that?"
"Maybe." Yue replied. "Library Island tends to keep archive copies of a lot of dig site reports – it's one of the few places with enough room. It would be a lot of work, but we could be able to find what we are looking for there."
The Inspector readily accepted the explanation. It was, at least, partially true. The library did, in fact keep logs of various other institute's expeditions. And finding what they were looking for would indeed be quite a bit of work. She just didn't bother mentioning that these two things did not in fact have any bearing on each other. What the Inspector didn't know though didn't get her turned into an ermine. "Alright then. Tomorrow at the library, nice and early. Know what time they open tomorrow?"
"They don't." Yue replied. "Tomorrow's set aside for maintenance and cleaning. Shouldn't be a problem though – I can get them to let us in."
Sonoda arched an eyebrow. "How?"
"Perk of being a former member of the Library Exploration Club." Yue replied as they started their way out of the school. "The Library trusts you far more than it really should."
"You saying you've done stuff the library wouldn't...." Sonoda paused for a moment as he tried to think of the right word. "Approve of?"
Yue shrugged. "The legacy of a misspent youth." A youth that involved raiding their basement for a secret tome of knowledge and accidentally pissing off a dragon, among other things. You glanced at the Inspector as the neared the front door. "Nothing you need to worry about."
Sonoda gave Yue a small grin before opening the door for her. "Of course its not." Outside, the air was quickly cooling as the sun sank lower and lower below the horizon, only the last few rays of daylight peaking through the buildings of the academy. "Well, I think that's all we can do today."
"Tomorrow at the library then?" Yue asked, resisting the urge to shiver as a cool evening breeze blew down the road. She was really regretting rushing out her door as fast as she did – she had forgotten her coat. She wasn't even sure if she had remembered to lock the place up.
"The Library." Sonoda nodded. "Which way is your place?"
Yue tilted her head in the appropriate direction. "I think I can manage, thanks."
Sonoda blinked owlishly as Yue started down the path. "I didn't say anything."
"Well, I know your type." Yue gave him a languid wave. "Until tomorrow, Inspector Sonoda."
The walk home was not completely miserable, but it was certainly not pleasant. So she was very happy when she found herself outside her new - and still locked - front door. A brief minute of fumbling for the key before she all but fell through the doorway into the blessed warmth of the single-floor apartment. She was so preoccupied with getting the feeling back in her fingers that she didn't at first notice that her empty apartment was no longer quite so empty.
A large chunk of the main room was now stuffed full of boxes and the odd wooden chest. Only a few pieces of furniture were actually visible – a table, a couch, a couple of chairs, and a desk with its chair tucked into one corner. All of them were laden with yet more boxes. Well, Yue thought, at least the moving company managed while she was gone. The menagerie of boxes before her represented the sum total of her personal possessions. The only things that remained in Mundus Magicus were some assets in a bank account – no point in transferring currency that couldn't convert – and some files that were no good to her anyway. Her original plan was to spend most of the day getting started with her unpacking. Now she was looking like she might be able to start moving in sometime next month thanks to this case.
Well, at least it was a job – and a well-paying one, to boot. Still, Yue couldn't repress the groan that came unbidden at the thought of trying to dig out her futon. Screw it, she decided, she could just sleep on the couch. The hellish day was catching up with her and at this point she was fairly sure she could lay down on the roof and still sleep like a log.
She made sure her hat, her coat and her staff were where she had left them – they were - before dragging herself over to the couch and promptly collapsing. Sleep was looking so nice right then…
But something was bugging her. As long as her day had been, it took her sleep-deprived brain a moment to pinpoint what it was, exactly.
Nodoka had mentioned that their bauble had probably been an artifice – and that was how their cloaked friend had managed to pull off some of the things he had. Some part of her brain, despite how tired she was, was still wondering – could she do the same thing?
Yue tried to banish the thought, telling herself she would look into it tomorrow after the library. Alas, sleep would not come and the question continued to gnaw at her from the corner of her mind. With one final groan, and a some ineffectual pounding of her head against a nearby pillow, Yue dragged herself back to her feet before slowly making her way over to her desk. Her curiosity almost folded at the sight of the mess piled on her work surface, but it held. She begrudgingly began to clear off the desk, occasionally popping open some of the smaller boxes and setting aside the ones that had things she thought she might need later. By the time she had the desk cleared, she had managed to find about a third of what she figured she'd need. That meant digging through even more of the boxes before she could even begin. Yue let out another grumble as she pulled down the nearest box and began to long process of sorting through boxes.
It was the better part of an hour after she had finally dug out her research texts, her reagents and her various beakers, flasks, and burners. She was no artificer, but she was a fair hand at potions – it should, theoretically, be possible to get the same or at least similar results. Magical theory was consistent like that. Unfortunately she didn't know which theory her bauble had been using. All that left was trying to replicate the results.
She set a base mixture brewing as she started flipping through her texts. She would start with the enhancement effect he had seemed to have been using – that, at the least, wasn't trying to monitor and process external effects or variables. Potions were bad and creating logic routines anyway.
Yue started sifting through her ingredients, cross-checking her texts before measuring out the portions and setting them to boil or distill. The array of texts around her would have seemed, to many who knew her, superfluous. After all, she had an artifact that gave ever access to every magical database in...well, not this world, but a world. But her pactio tended to display information in semi-distracting magic holographic displays. Worked wonderfully when you were doing research, but got real distracting when you needed whatever you were reading so you could do something else – like, say, creating a new potion from scratch. Hence the normal books.
The biggest issue with something like this would be magical toxicity. At its most basic, magical enhancement was just dumping more magic into a body. A body, however, could only take so much – you could get clever and try and mess around with where you put it, try and work it into the spaces and the cracks, but even there was a limit. Magic toxicity was never fun. At best, you end up with symptom not unlike acute radiation sickness. At worst, you find yourself magically mutated or your organs alphabetized. So, dosage was key.
Yue worked her way through the alchemical processes, combining and recombining reagents. She quickly decided that trying to replicate all of the effects she had seen would have been the better part of impossible. Potions tended to be pretty bad at imparting disparate effects unless you started getting into more complex suspensions and encapsulation techniques and that was frankly more work than she was willing to put into this little project. So, she narrowed it down to the one effect she was actually sure of – a strength boost. She had theories on how he had pulled off some of the other tricks, but nothing she could be sure of. A booster, on the other hand, should at least be fairly straight forward.
Well, 'straight forward' was a relative term – such spells and potions were common enough, but none worked on the scale of what she had seen. her only real advantage, she mused as she pulled out one other tome, was she had seen something like it before. The tome was newer than most of her other books. Most of them were several times older than her at least, and usually older by an order of magnitude. This one, however, was less than a decade old – in fact, it was written in her own hand. She flipped through pages of her own looping script, nearly as much of it in Latin as it was in Japanese, sifting through her early attempts at research until she finally found what she was looking for.
Notes were intermingled with diagrams, indecipherable to to anybody but a mage well versed in theoretical magic, documenting everything a younger her had been able to learn or work out about a technique created over a decade by one of the most feared vampires in history.
Magia Erebea – Dark Magic, or so McDowell had called it. Deceptively simple in proposition, exceedingly complex in execution and quite possibly lethal in utilization. The theory was simple enough – absorb an offensive spell, gaining the properties of the spell in the process. Of course, to pull it off required the caster fuse the spell onto their soul, which could be problematic in the long term for all but the most powerful of mages. Of course, McDowell had never really intended to teach it to anyone else and she wasn't exactly worried about dying – any negative effects were more or less irrelevant.
Yue, however, was not an immortal vampire mage. Or even her student. If she tried to cast that spell as it was originally written, at best nothing would happen since she just wouldn't be able to power it. At worst, she'd explode. She was fairly sure that would cost her the deposit. Luckily, she wasn't planning on casting the spell – she just needed its guts.
McDowell had never been one to share the secrets of her works, but she had told her student and Negi had been more than willing to share. Yue had written down every single word, even the ones she had no understanding of at the time – especially the ones she had no understanding of. Years later, she had the closest thing available to one of the most powerful spells ever designed – and she was about to rip it off.
What she was most interested in was how the spell got around the issue of user rejection – how it made sure the body could actually use the absorbed power without failing catastrophically. Negi had suggested it was related to how the spell was powered - feeding off the user's soul, but in retrospect that seemed unlikely. Powering the spell was pointless if it made the user's limbs exploded or something. Even Negi, as powerful as he was, couldn't have handled the sort of power – there was a trick buried inside that technique - somewhere in that text was the key to her little enigma, and she was going to find it, even if it took her all night.