26th of Floodtime 383 ONT, 3:33pm, Champion’s Fist, Estos Ocean, Argyle
In a way Hikari was grateful for the gods having gone silent on her. It game her time to continue to absorb and contemplate the dual lives she’d lived and how it was to have meaning in her own life. In a word, it was a mess, and she didn’t think she would have complete control over how she felt if certain situations were to arise. Much like how she’d blurted out just the wrong things to say during an amazing feast she’d created for the crew and their guest. Hikari still felt embarrassed over that and yet a part of her had wished to go further and somehow separate the two of them completely. It was wrong and she knew it but that did not stop her at the time. And that was what had her worried moving forward. So many memories and so much emotion wrapped up in those memories that she was easily becoming overwhelmed by them if she spotted something familiar or smelled something that reminded her of the past.
So she found solace in the silence that came with the loss of her connection with the gods and though the tattoo itched and the brand still ached she was alone in her devotions to her creators. Every night at 3am she’d seal her door and perform the ritual to Ymeri and bathe in fire to cleanse her body. And again with the coming of the afternoon she would retreat back to her room and relax trying to sleep or meditate as the book she’d picked up dictated as Pan’s time of rest. She’d enjoyed showing Flitt how to perform the nightly devotions to Ymeri and though she knew him to be a follower of Prometheus he’d changed recently and looked beyond to those who had in turn created his god.
Heh, changed, she was one to talk. It seemed that most of them had become something more, something different than what they started out as. And Hikari wondered how much more they were going to change before the fickle threads of fate were done with them. Hikari hoped it was a long way off for she had only just begun to live. But she’d defied fate at least once now and would continue to do her utmost to carve her own path through life. And maybe, just maybe she’d find a way to get back to the Fire Nation and save her… Hiro’s family and nation. Her, no Hiro’s mother would not recognize her and though she could help the changes had made it all but impossible for her to be the one to lead the Fire Nation out of the dark and back into the light of Ymeri.
Speaking of which, she needed to meet Tar Di in the galley…
“Why are we here?” Tar Di looked to Hikari in confusion, “I thought you said we were going to practice more magic today. You’re not going to make a cake analogy again are you? I think I have an idea about turning a bad guy into a piñata instead of confetti so their stuff falls out when you break them open.”
Hikari laughed and motioned for Tar Di to join her in the kitchen area. “I’m sure the captain would like that one a lot. Ze was not so happy when Alyss was completely destroyed like that. But no using it here and now.” She kept digging through the spices and stowed items seeking some specific items to create something quite unique. “No, I need your help because I was inspired the other day by a memory from Hiro’s life and I want to see if I can combine my skills in cooking with some magic to make something truly unique.”
“And yes, it is a magic lesson at the same time.” Hikari did not stop adding ingredients to her pile or look at Tar Di as her apprentice groaned, “But a fun and tasty one that will I hope inspire you the right way.”
“If you say so.” Came the sullen answer and Hikari handed Tar Di a small utensil and some vanilla beans.
“Here we need to make an extract and that starts by getting into these little sweets and collecting it into that small pestle. Then you get to grind it up into a paste.” Hikari gave some more instructions before starting in on the main component herself. First she started simmering some milk and mixed in a generous amount of sugar. While this was happening she took the cream she found and began to whip it into shape. While doing this she used magic to prep a small keg and clean it thoroughly before setting it to the side. There was still some of the chocolate left from the Mandy sculpture mold thing which she set to melt in a small pan. Soon enough the cream was taking shape and the milk and sugar had condensed nicely. She took the paste from Tar Di, the chocolate, condensed milk and whipped cream and folded it all together into a sweet smelling mass. Then she, with Tar Di’s help poured it all into the keg and after sealing it applied her cold magics to it. Then she placed it into a crate and coated the inside with more ice to keep it below freezing until she wanted it.
“Well… What is it? What was I supposed to learn from doing that and watching you?” An annoyed and frustrated Tar Di spoke up at last.
“That was an experiment. It was built upon a solid base though of skills I’ve honed and knowledge I’ve gained.” Hikari set a small bowl in front of Tar Di and nodded hading her the spoon to try it. “If it works out then it will be a sweet and tasty iced treat. If not then it will have been fun to try. After all not everything that can be eaten or drunk has been created and so as a chef I try things or change things to see if I can make something better or different. And a lot of times I do it whenever the mood strikes me. Much like how you chaos magic wants to work.”
The first bite was cold and Tar Di made a face but then, as it melted the flavours hit her and she could not help but smile at the vanilla, chocolate and sweet cream. “Mmmm, I like this. What is it?”
“Chocolate and vanilla iced cream. Though we could find other flavours to add to the base I suppose.” Hikari shrugged, “It’s the start of a larger endeavor but no less needing some creativity. And just like learning magic I needed to learn what happens to cream when you whip it or how one can combine sugar and milk together and with some gentle heat create something else that adds flavor and depth to a dish. So too with magic do you learn how to light a candle or send a message before you can throw fireballs or compel others to do your bidding. And also like cooking magic has no limits. What we know now is but a small sampling of what could be and we continue to experiment and learn to create new spells using what we’ve gained before.”
“Much like you piñata idea actually. Chaos has a wont to do whatever it decides at any given moment but as a wielder you can influence the outcome. Your wants change what it does and how it comes into existence. So we build you understanding and control of the fundamentals so that it does what you want it to do in your own chaotic way rather than letting it act as it will.” Hikari grinned and pulled out another empty keg she’d found. “Now how about we whip up another batch with a flavor of your choosing before dinner tonight? You can think on this and we will look at what you can do later. Oh and we will continue to work on your language and writing skills too with a list for Bronwyn for the second part of my grand scheme.”
The nice thing about being the ship’s wizard and chef was that she no longer had to work the rigging or sit at the oars or run around at the bark of an order. Nope, she got to train her apprentice and make meals and otherwise study her magics as she would. Which left her small opportunities for things like practicing the pan flute she’d picked up in Lockland. Her original plan was to practice in the extra dimensional space where no one could hear her but with the vampire living in there with his foul concoctions that plan was quickly kyboshed. So instead she played it whenever she was between other tasks and had to pretend to not care how bad she was when others wandered by and were unfortunate enough to listen to her play.
Over the course of their fifteen day journey she did get better but was still a long way to go to being good. The captain of the Champion’s Boot had spoken foten of wanting his officers to learn to play and she’d wanted to learn at the time too but their time had been short and her work with the crew had left her with no time to devote to the subject. Not that she had thought of a good instrument until after her birth… But they would work well once she figured them out as they would not interfere with her dancing and both were required by Pan for certain rites. Speaking of which she did need to speak to the captain about obtaining a few bottles of Elven Red for any possible holy days or moments that might come up….