Chapter 18: Chapter Sixteen: Testing..1..2..3

After being led through all these corridors, I became full of newfound respect and admiration for two groups of people. One being the people that built this place. The other is the faculty that remembers how to navigate it. To put it simply, the guild building was absolutely massive.

‘Well, maybe that could just be my new perspective, but I’d rather not think about that…’

Anyways after a couple of minutes of walking, we had arrived at our destination. Kna’Ve released my hand, fumbling with a set of keys. Inserting them in and turning the knob, she showed us in. 

In comparison to the other rooms I’ve seen, this one was kind of basic. There was a wooden table with four wooden chairs. Further back was what seemed to be a reception desk.

Mayari scooped me up, walking with me in her arms, before placing me in a chair.

“I thought as much, but you’re even lighter than you look.” she nodded, taking a seat next to me.

Kna’Ve made her way around the desk, bending down before rising up with a stack of papers in her hands.

She walked back over, hand extended to hand me the papers, but then she halted. 

“Maua. Do you even want to join the Guild?” she asked. “It just occurred to me that we’ve kind of been pulling you around, literally and figuratively speaking. We technically even kidnapped you? But through it all, we’ve never asked for your opinion.”

“Well, if I join the guild is there anything that is permanent? Like something that will stop me from doing other things?” I questioned.

“Hmm? Other than us having a file on you? No, there's not really anything tying you to the organization.”

‘Well, then it's fine, right? Cute Ex-Machina didn’t say anything against it. I would generally like to know more before committing, but can this even be considered a commitment?’

I sat there, rubbing my chin.

“Ooh! A thinking Maua is cute too!” Mayari exclaimed, once again poking my cheek.

‘Plus, all things considered, I don’t think anyone I’ve met here is bad. Chiri and her group were nice enough to carry me through several circles of hell.  Mayari feels like an irresponsible older sister. Ms. Kna’Ve gave me advice and is now even putting my feelings into consideration. The Guildmaster didn’t seem bad, and Lady Amare even gave me a name.’

I swatted away the redhead’s finger and cleared my throat.

“Geez, you're going to poke a hole through my face if you keep it up.” I pouted, turning my attention to Kna’Ve. “ If that’s the case, I see no reason not to join. I’ve spent my whole life down there, so I know very little. Plus, the people I’ve met aren’t too shabby.”

“Alright then. Let’s get started,” she said, handing me the papers and a quilt. “Please fill these out to the best of your ability. Feel free to ask questions about things you don’t know.”

I received them, taking a look at what was on them. 

‘Yep. I can’t read this at all. Actually, come to think about it…I don't even know how I can understand the spoken language...well I have an idea.’

“Uh. Sorry Ms. Kna’Ve, I can’t read…” I said.

“Oh. Sorry… you’re such a smart girl I just assume…” she trailed off.

‘Guh, a reminder that I’m a girl. But I didn’t dislike that?’

As I was having an internal battle over my feelings in my brain, Kna’Ve recollected herself.

“You just said that you’ve lived your entire life down there… it only makes sense that you wouldn’t know how.’ She half-whispered, smacking one of her foreheads. “Rather than that, how did you learn the language and all these different concepts?”

“Hmm? Well from a couple of friends?”

‘The truth is I obviously remember a lot from my past life… and I think I learned the language when Malacoda talked to me.’

“Why was that a question? Wait, no. Everyone is entitled to their secrets,” she nodded. “In any case, how about I read them out to you and write your response down.

“Sounds like a plan to me,” I said, handing the papers back. “And thank you for not prying. I really appreciate it.”

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“Don’t mention it.” She waved off. “So let's see…name?”

“Maua,” I replied, as Mayari started petting my head.

‘That feels…really nice.’

“Just Maua?” Kn’Ave inquired.

“Just Maua,” I confirmed.

“Age?”

“Uh…Honestly, I don’t have the slightest clue. Time isn’t the easiest thing to keep track of down there.”

“Mm. Understood. We’ll leave that blank for right now. Moving forward….do you know the species that you belong to?”

“Nope.”

“No? Have you ever seen someone that looks similar to you?”

“Hmm,” I said, finger on my lip. “I can’t say I have. Have you?”

“No. I haven’t, and I am willing to bet that Mayari.”

The redhead shook her head.

“Still. Nobody? You didn’t have some family living down there with you?” Kna’Ve asked.

“No, I’ve been on my own for a long time,” I muttered ruefully, as some memories came to mind.

“Well, that’s fine. We’ll have those filled out later.” She replied with a shrug. 

“Do you know your concept and affinities?”

“Concepts and affinities? Even if you ask me…”

“I figured as much. It was a shot in the dark.  Well, let's go ahead and measure your height and weight.”

She went back behind the desk, pulling out a foldable wooden measuring tape and some type of archaic-looking stone scale.

She first made me step on the scale. I was startled when the numbers were projected out like a hologram. It turned out that I weighed forty-five pounds. Which I found out was the same amount that it was on Earth. 

The height measurement was much the same. I came up to the staggering height of four feet and seven inches. Again, the measurement were the same as they were on the blue planet.

‘Did someone else reincarnate here? And they implemented the imperial system instead of the metric? Interesting.’

As Kna”Ve jotted those down, I moved back to the table. 

She soon followed behind, bringing a stone tablet with her. The tablet was incrusted with seven jewels of different colors.  Each one, discounting the middle one, had a unique engraving on it.

“Last but certainly not least, we’ll use this,” she said with a big grin, as she plopped in down on the table.