Heart of Dorkness Terror Thirteen - Sunshine

Terror Thirteen - Sunshine

I wake up with sunlight splashing across my face, bright and cheery and warm enough to lt away the last vestiges of sleep that Im still clinging onto.

Yawning, I stretch my legs out under the blankets, then prepare myself to kick so of my friends off the bed. But theres no heavy weight across my torso and legs, and I cant hear the familiar rumble of so of my more experintal friends Ive made.

My eyes snap open and I take in a room thats unfamiliar, at least until my mories kick in. Im in the inn. Next to , Felix is rolled up in a small ball, a few blankets over her as she sleeps.

I stifle a second yawn and slide my legs off the side, then shiver as my feet et the cold floor. By the ti I stumble out of the washroom, all dressed up and far more awake, Felix is sitting by the table, still in her new blouse and skirt, with so juice from the fruit shes eating running down her chin.

Hey there, I say.

Good morning, Felix replied. She smiles at . Did you sleep well?

Yeah, well enough. It feels a bit strange not being at ho. This place is a lot noisier at night.

Is it?

I nod. Yeah. Ho is pretty quiet. Theres a lot of wind and such, but not much else. Most of the Mon--people around our castle are very discreet, and Mom likes it when things are nice and silent and peaceful. My quarters tend to be a bit noisier, but thats mostly because I have a lot of, uh, pets.

Pets? Like those? Felix points to a corner of the room where I know one of my smaller friends is hiding. Its one of those spider-looking ones, with nine little limbs. Theyre very cute little guys. I tried to make sothing that was a cross between a spider and a scorpion. The stinger can inject poison, but it can also fire lines of webbing that allow the little guys to zip around.

Yeah, like those, I say. A twist of my magic, and the nearest spider friend scuttles over to and leaps up into my hand. Theyre very nice. Do you want to touch him?

It feels like a spider, Felix says. Arent those dangerous?

Only so of them, I say. This one included, but I can control him to a limited degree. He wont sting you.

Felix hesitates a bit, but she gives in to the allure of petting sothing so tiny and adorable, and soon shes rubbing the top of my spider-friends head with two fingers. Soft, she says.

Yeah, it took a lot of experinting to find a way to make it so that my friends who have exoskeletons feel soft on the outside while also remaining fairly tough.

Make? Felix asks.

Shes still smiling at , even as I feel myself tensing up. I think I might have goofed up a bit. Mom always did tell to act more like I belong to my station, but she never seems to mind when I get excited and start talking about my friends, or my experints, or... anything else, really.

Felix though, well, shes not Mom. Shes... well, I guess shes a friend. Not a monster-friendthose are friends that I can trust absolutely because I made them, and Mom told them to behavebut a human friend.

It feels a little strange to have one of those after so long.

Thats what my class does, I explain. Telling her this much isnt too bad, I figure. Its not like knowing that much would really help soone fight , not if they already know about my little friends.

Whats your class? Felix asks.

You never looked? I reply.

I cant look very well in general, Felix says.

I snort a giggle, but cut myself off with a cough, even if Felix seems proud that her joke landed. Im sorry, I say.

Its okay.

Now, there should be a way for you to see what my class is, regardless of your inability to, well, see. The system seems very accommodating for that kind of thing, even if it is inherently unbalanced. I frown in thought. I cant recall any ntions in any of the books I read of experints run on people who were blind and how they interacted with their system, which is a shaful oversight. You can sense , right? I think if you focus on that, and concentrate on wanting to see what my class is, through the system, then youll be able to see it.

Felix frowns, but she stares more or less where Im standing and I can almost feel her focusing on . No, I can definitely feel her focus, the air around growing just a bit thicker, as if Im being pushed by a wind thats coming from all directions at once.

Oh, Felix says.

Did it work? I ask.

I think so? Valeria Malvada, and youre a... Novice Bookworm?

I flush a bit. Thats the false class that Im displaying. Its a little embarrassing, but, well, Mom said that it fit , and I do have a few class options that are pretty similar, so I cant even deny that. Yup, thats , I say.

Thank you! Felix cheers. I think this might be useful.

Youll want to learn how to do it without the wind focus thing, its rather obvious. But Im sure with so practice youll manage!

Felix nods. You only have one class, right?

Yeah, I say. I have a few others I could pick, of course, but none of them are quite right.

I picked one that would help see, Felix says. She scowls a little. That was my second class. I had another before that, but a noble saw begging, and then the guard took and I lost it. But they did give so bread.

Ah, yeah, I say. Its... well, its a matter of position, I think.

No one ever explained it, Felix says. They did let choose which one to lose.

The common belief is that when you die, your soul is reborn in a dark pond. You return as a monster, the more powerful you are, the more powerful the monster.

Is it real?

I nod, then answer aloud. Essentially, yeah, I say. Its why a lot of places have laws in place that limit the number of classes soone can have, regardless of how useful having more might be. I guess it ans weaker monsters. Nobles are allowed to have more classes. So people can buy them too, and so jobs allow you to have more. Youll see lots of lesser nobles with three, and anyone with four or more classes is probably important. Or a big-ti criminal.

Felix doesnt seem bothered by the unfairness of that at all. I guess shes lived so far from fairness, for such a long ti, that its not really much of a concern to her anymore.

I think... yeah, we could definitely do a bit of training together. Im really close to getting a second class thats actually worth taking, and with my guidance Im sure we can find one for you too.

But Im not a noble, Felix says.

Well figure that out too. Anyway! Do you want breakfast? Weve been chatting about this and that for a while.

I had an apple, and a pear, Felix says. The fruit bowl is noticeably empty. Did she sneak so fruit away at night?

Thats fine, but its not a real breakfast. I want sausages, and a bit of ham, maybe. Oh, and eggs.

Felix eyes are wide, but she nods along. I only ate at once before.

Really?

She nods. Yesterday.

Oh, I say.

With monsters all around the city, theres not much room for farming, and things like cattle take up a lot of room that could otherwise be used for crops. Id read that at was supposed to be a nobles delicacy, but I didnt think that it was basically impossible for anyone like Felix to afford.

Was I a bit too sheltered?

Well, whatever. Let introduce you to the glories of a good breakfast then, I say.

Felix jumps to her feet. Yes, please.

And then, we need to plot.

Plot? Felix asks.

Oh yes. Plot. The Church of the Hero has a lot to answer for, but Im not the one thats responsible for all that. At least, not yet. But I am responsible for that shipnt of books, so we need to figure out where it went and, more importantly, how to get it back.

That sounds dangerous, Felix says. I bet its guarded in the important parts of the city.

I shake my head. Dont worry, Felix, Im sure I can co up with an excellent plan!

I gathered up most of my friends, leaving only one of the smarter ones behind to keep an eye on our room, just in case soone tried sothing fishy. Then it was off to the inns dining room, where a waiter was already serving so of the inns other clients, who all seed like very respectable, if boring, people.

A perfect place to have a snack and talk about our plans for book conquest.