Chapter 54: Safety in The Cells_Mark of the Fool

Chapter 54: Safety in The Cells

 The Cells loomed before him across the grass.

 Though it had been long fixed, the stone was still ckened in parts from previous idents. There seemed to be a dangerous energy surrounding the building, one he noticed more strongly than before. He wasnt sure if he was bing more sensitive after a week of solid meditation practice or if it was just his own nerves colouring his perspective.

 After all, todayin his second week of POTI-1000would be the first day hed be actually entering the building. Taking a long, steadying breath, he started striding toward the structure. It was his firstb in potioncraft, his first step into a new art, and the true beginning of his journey to make a golem.

 Also, it would be his first chance to impress Professor Jules.

 Earlier in the week, during the lecture portion of POTI-1000 she had told them that the day would start with an exnation onb safety, followed by the simplest of tasks: learning how to use a mana conductor in order to transfer mana to a special potion that would change colour as soon as mana touched it.

 Hopefully, it would be easy, but nerves ate at him anyway.

 He took a deep breath, acknowledging his emotions and then gently pulling his mind away from them. To calm himself, he focused on the mana maniption box, shifting his hand into his bag to grip it.

 He exhaled and let his mana run through.

 It rushed into the maze like a trained racing stallion, but with the agility of a show jumper. The Mark gave him his previous sesses as a guide, and once again, he broke his personal best for going through the mana maze.

 In a minute, every single glyph lit up on the box, and he grinned. Each time doing it made it a bit easier: after spending so much time on the exercise, his mana felt like it was flowing like water, and between all the practice he was putting into casting spells and this exercise, his mana pool had expanded.

 Soon, it would be time to try maintaining two first tier spells at once.

 If he did that, he would know he was ready to start studying a second-tier spell.

 But those were ns forter.

 For now, he put the box away and marched up to the building, taking out the round wooden card that served as his student identification. On it was inscribed a new symbol drawn on in ss by Professor Jules. It allowed him ess to the building during certain predetermined time periods: when POTI-1000sbs were held.

 The glowing glyphs on the doorway brightened as he approached, shing in time with the symbol on his card. There was a click and the iron doors parted, revealing a stone hallway that would have been pitch ck if it werent for the glowing forceballs suspended at equal distances.

 In some ways, it reminded him of entering The Cave of the Traveller all over again. He stepped inside, wincing as the door quickly closed behind him with a firm click. His footsteps echoed through the hall and the stones held a sinister look cast by the deep, green forceball light. Strange odours reached his nose.

 Acids. Brimstone. Burning meat. Fire and wood, and smells like thoseing from the golem workshop. He passed a series of iron doors in the hall and from one, he smelled something sickly sweet and alluring. Something about the scent pulled slightly at his mind, not enough to rm him, but enough to let him know that something was unnatural about it.

 His footsteps quickened.

 Atst, he reached Cell-207 and pulled open the door.

 He had never seen a dungeon before.

 Wellhed seen a Ravener dungeon but not a castles dungeon. He had heard about castle dungeons in bard stories about impossibly attractive, good-hearted thieves who broke out of them to save swooning lovers from grim fates.

 Whenever hed imagined one, this room was pretty much what came to mind. It was dark, with more green forceballs to give it a sinister look. Again, he was one of the first students to arrivethough not the first. His n had been to make sure he could wedge himself between two other students to avoid Derek and Carey. The few others present looked unnervingly like demons in the shadows and green light.

 Mana apparati hung from the ceiling or were perched on desks like evil, mechanical spiders. The room stank with faded smells of old potions.

 Professor Jules was already at the front of the room, writing the agenda for the day on an obsidian b. She gave him a quick nce and a nod before returning to her work.

 Alex! Alex! Over here! I have a free spot over here! a familiar, inquisitive, bouncy voice called from across the room.

 Speaking of demons, he thought as he recognised the voice.

 His head slowly turned in the direction of the enthusiastic Carey London as she waved at him from across the room. I have a free spot beside me!

 She patted the seat next to her, one at the end of the long experimentation tables where they would be practicing.

 He sighed. On the one hand, talking to her drained him more than running sprints, but on the other, with her beside him on one end and no seats on the other, there was no chance for any known cheaters to slither into a seat nearby.

 There were stools open on the other side of the table, but the mana waste containers hanging from the ceiling would be more than enough to block any views and conversation.

 He dropped his bag beside his fellow Thameish student. Hey, Carey, you all ready to horribly blow ourselves up?

 Her smile froze. I uh, not really.

 Oh no, that was a joke.

 Oh uh, I see, she said. Well, Uldar will hopefully keep us safe through todaysb and through all the others during the semester.

 Uhyeah.

 He mentally noted not to make morbid jokes around her anymore. Unlessif he kept doing it, she might stop subtly hinting for him to join her Uldar-centric society.

 He ced the idea in the back of his mind as an emergency weapon.

 It didnt take long for the rest of the seats to fill up, and he noted that there were metal shutters on the inside of the windows as well as on the outside of them.

 Alright, lets begin, Professor Jules said. Wee to the first Lab of POTI-1000, where you will do much of your learning for the semester. Like any art of wizardry, there is only so much that reading a book or listening to lectures can tell you. True learninges from practical application: here is where you will engage in that practice. But in order to do so, and survive the rigors of alchemy. Safety. Comes. First.

 She waved a hand toward the tables. Beneath your work stations you will find aprons, coats, gloves, and maskstheyll make you sweat like you were on the Barrens of Kravernus, but you will be kept quite safe by wearing them. Please put them on. Choose your correct size as they will be yours after today, and you are expected to keep themundered and in good repair. Should they be damaged, please report to the desk in the basement of The Cells for recements.

 Alex and Carey nced at each other then reached beneath their tables and chose the right size of equipment. It consisted of a heavy leather coatreinforced and treated to avoid chemical burnswith an apron for increased protection. The mask was simr to the ones used in the golem workshop, though the beak was shorter. The gloves were heavy as well, and by the time Alex finished slipping on the whole outfit, he felt like a knight who had just strapped on their armour.

 He and Carey looked at each other.

 Well, now I know how a bird feels, he said, pointing to the beak of his mask. Now if we could only get the flying part down.

 Oh, I think Ive heard that theres a potion of flight well eventually have to brew, she said seriously.

 He paused.

 He made a mental note not to make any jokes with Carey London.

 The first part of ss went by fairly quickly, as Professor Jules exined the mostmon procedures in The Cell. Much of it wasmon sense: dont taste anything without having her examine the potion first, dont rub anything on the skin and always wear the safety equipment. She absolutely stressed the importance of alwayshaving the mana vacuum lowered into the mixing sk during the entire process of potion brewing, and making sure that both the vacuum and the waste container were fully operational.

 Not doing so would be grounds for immediate ejection from theb.

 Some things were less obvious, though. She taught them to only smell any potion or ingredient by holding it away from the face and wafting the scent toward the nose with their hand: a process when one was trying to identify ingredients in the field. Another was a specific method to remove gloves that did not involve touching the outside of the glove with ones bare hand.

 She also showed them a station that magically produced clear, neutralizing water to flush their eyes in case anything got through their masks and the location of the emergency kit. After that, she taught them the importance of washing their hands and equipment at that station before every singleb and after it wasplete.

 From there, she then cast an illusion that floated at the front of the ss: which showed a series of scenes that looked to have been simted using actors, stage effects and simple magic. It was a bizarre disy. Each scene went through examples of students not participating in proper safety procedures, and then receiving increasingly horrific and gruesome injuries simted through makeup and a lot of bad overacting.

 The entire thing was so over the top that he almost burst outughing several times during the scenes. Luckily, he had the sense to not appear like a maniac and to keep hisughter stifled.

 From across the ss he heard Kybas voice breaking down in strangled chuckles as the illusion went on, and Alex was sure he could make out someone sliding their stool away from the little goblin. It seemed that he and Kybas shared a simr sense of humour.

 When the illusion finished, Professor Jules nced around at the entire ss. Did you pay attention to the information? I hope you did

 With a smile like a scheming devil, she drew arge sheath of papers from beneath her table. Because well be having a quiz on it immediately.

 Groans echoed through the ss.

 Alex blinked. Well, that was a surprise, but he had been paying attention to the safety procedures anyway.

 Just in case, though

 He focused on The Mark, thinking of getting better atb safety. Instantly images of himself putting on gloves properly and paying attention to the illusionary scenes rose up, focusing on the most important aspects of the presentation.

 A smile crept across his face.

 he wondered what University policy was on using a heroic blessing to enhance ones learning during a test. Would it be considered cheating? Probably not a case that came up very often. Besides, The Mark was using his own memories: he was basically just consulting himself.

 Perfectly legitimate.

 At least, from his perspective, which waspletely unbiased, of course.

 Between his own diligence and The Marks support, he tore through the short, multiple choice quiz like Cedric through a horde of unsuspecting silence- spiders. The questions ranged from simple at the beginning, to twisted in ways to make sure that students were truly paying attention to the specifics of the safety procedures.

 With The Mark having illuminated details, neither proved to be much of a challenge, and he was the first to proceed to Professor Jules and present her with his finished test paper.

 She raised an eyebrow at him as she nced down toward the sheet.

 Her eyebrow raised a little higher as she scanned over the answers, then produced a pen and checked off each question.

 He smiled as she wrote and underlined 100 at the top.

 For someone so eager to go ahead of themselves, you surprise me with your diligence toward safety, she said quietly, handing him another sheet of paper. Look over this sheet and once I say the quiz has ended, you may set up your workstation.

 Thanks, Prof, he said, already looking over the piece of paper as he made his way back.

 Thanks to his newly trained reading speed andprehension, he had the entire procedure read over in detail by the time he sat back down in his seat. His eyes paused at a line buried in the rtively simple procedure, and he barely resisted a chuckle as he doodled a small, bulging-eyed fish at the top of the sheet, thenid the paper in front of him.

 As the other students finished, Professor Jules graded each test with shocking efficiency, and either congratted sessful students, or told them that they would have to reviewb safety procedures found in the textbook. There would be another quiz for them.

 Alright, well done. None of you did so poorly that Id have to stop you from proceeding with the next part of theb. You all now have your procedure sheets. Please set up your workstations and raise your hand when you are done.

 Alex quickly followed the procedure written on the sheetsimr to one described in the textbook, just without that second-tost lineand ced his potion sk in the centre of his workstation, cleaned it, lowered the mana vacuum into the the empty sk, flicked the switch on it into the ready position, and then inspected the mana waste container.

 He was the first to raise his hand.

 Professor Jules looked over his workstation, giving a nod of approval, and then nced down at the top of his sheet. She quietly gave him a thumbs up and a nod before examining the rest of the ss, correcting a few of their appartis positions.

 When she was done, she addressed the entire ss: So. How many of you saw the second tost instruction: please draw a bulging-eyed fish at the top of your procedure sheet?

 The ss went silent. Many of them looked fairlyfortable, and a nce to his side revealed that Carey London had been one of those whod caught the instruction. Alex quietly gave her a nod of congrattions.

 Other students, however, immediately snatched up their sheets; their faces became stunned as they found the hidden line. Professor Jules watched them, looking a mixture of stern and amused.

 All alchemy is about detail, she said. The procedure you have in front of you today is a single page, because you are simply using a mana conductor to activate a prepared solution. First tier potion recipes can range anywhere from two to ten pages. The most demanding potion procedures can literally fill several books: every step written in one of those books will be important for your sess and safety. Read all material carefully, and do not assume you have the answer just because you think youve skimmed all of it. Detail. Detail. Detail. Now, once you are all done drawing your fishyes, I am going to make you do itwe can begin.

 She quickly went through the rows of students, pouring the solution into their sks using carefully measured ss tubes, and inspected their stations one more time.

 As she poured the solution into Alexs test sk, she nodded to him. You may begin. Raise your hand when youre done.

 Eagerly, Alex took up the mana conductor and lowered it into the potion.

 Professor Jules had made it one step away from him when he raised his hand. Done. He said.

 She paused, and slowly turned around. Her eyebrows rose and she owlishly blinked several times. That she paused again, then looked at him carefully. Her eyes seemed to be searching him for a long moment. Mr. Roth, do you have a few minutes after theb?

 He couldnt contain his smile. Absolutely.

 Good, please stay behind for a moment.

 She quickly moved on to other students. As he watched her go, he caught several people looking at him in surprise. Carey was staring down at his potion while holding her mana conductor steady in her sk. Uh she murmured. Well done.

 Thanks- he began to say.

 Then he paused.

 He caught Derek Warren staring at him from one of the other seats, but the red-haired young man quickly shifted away from Alexs gaze.

 Alex frowned, watching as Derek took a surprisingly long time to change the colour of his solution. His speedpared to the rest of the ss wasnt bad, but considering that he had taken most of the course already?

 It seemed that Mr. Warren had surprisingly little idea as to what he was doing.

 And in a field of study like this? That could be very dangerous.

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Chapter 54: Safety in The Cells