"Grab some ingredients and a craft a weapon. I'll show you how to enchant it," Ivor told Jesse as she walked into the room after him, brightly colored sets of armor behind a crafting table, an anvil, and a chest.
"Cool!" And for a second, Jesse was six years old again, beaming up at Ivor. The things he showed her were always really cool; it beat anything the Order tried to bring by a landslide.
Jesse opened the chest, rummaging through it and scooping out a few diamonds. "Diamonds, score!" Jesse exclaimed, eyes lighting up as she took out four the turquoise gems, before smiling at them with a small smile. "I'll be sure to save a couple for Petra," she added, placing a few inside her pocket, next to the journal.
Going over to the crafting table, Jesse stood there, contemplating it, before placing a stick at the bottom middle slot, then two diamonds above it. The ingredients shivered together into a sword, Jesse smiling as she lifted the weapon. "I've never had a diamond weapon before!" she exclaimed, waving it carefully.
Ivor smiled at her excitement, dark blue eyes glowing with faint amusement. "Just wait until you enchant it," he said, gesturing at the anvil.
Jesse set the sword down, then pulled out the book, placing it next to the sword. The two of them shivered together, to form a glowing blade with a silver handle, which floated into the air. It was oddly beautiful for a tool of destruction.
Jesse took the floating blade, marveling at how light it felt. "Behold!" she joked, waving the sword in the air, "my enchanted diamond sword!"
Reuben let out an approving squeal.
"Yes, that should do the job nicely," Ivor agreed, resting a hand on Jesse's shoulder and making the spider hybrid beam at him, making Ivor hesitate, "You know, I had... a lot of extra time. So I designed some armor specifically for you hybrids."
Jesse dropped her arm with the sword, eyes widening as she turned to stare at Ivor. Reuben let out a little oink as well.
"I didn't have your sizes, though- and I never had the chance to go back and see you after.. well, you know," Ivor looked down at the floor, before back up at Jesse, "so I simply... went with the size I normally make armor with. They... well, they should fit you, now that you're older."
And he held out a jet-black set of armor with six arm-holes, a red hourglass on the back and red designs on the front. The boots were black except for the red bottoms, and the entire thing of armor was etched with red designs.
Jesse stared, mouth slightly open, before her eyes flickered up to Ivor. "You should become a clothing designer."
Ivor snorted at that, holding it out to her. "Come on, take it."
Jesse grinned and took the armor, pulling it on. The armor was light and didn't impede any movement whatsoever, yet still was strong enough that when Jesse tapped her chest, she could barely feel it. "Okay, I was half joking before, but now I think I'm serious- you'd make a killing if you were a clothing designer," Jesse said, looking up at Ivor.
Ivor ruffled her hair, making her swat him away with a giggle. "I think I'll stick with potion-making, thanks. I have some for your friends, too."
Jesse gave Ivor a warm smile and nodded a bit, holding the sword in her now-gloved hands. "Thanks, Ivor."
He nodded with another smile, and the two of them exited the room.
Jesse walked through a set of doors, back into the room with the Ender crystals. Her friends looked up at her, Olivia's eyes widening. "Nice sword. And nice armor!" she let out a low whistle, crossing her arms with an impressed look.
"Ivor should become a clothing designer," Jesse said, smirking at the potionologist.
"I have some for you, too," Ivor said, ignoring the joke and the snickers at said joke and holding out the armor.
"Oh, nice!" Olivia took her armor, and Lukas took his, too.
After a minute or two, Olivia was dressed in all black, except her armor was embellished with violet, and the back had nothing on it. The legs of the armor were jet black, and the gloves were also plain black. Except for the chestplate, everything was black. It was definitely more of a stealth design.
Lukas wore a set of gold armor, except the shoulderpads were dark gray, and the pants. The boots were gold, still, and the gloves were also gold, although the fingertips were exposed so that his claws could shoot out and retract at will.
"I see what you mean, Ivor would be rich if he was a clothing designer," Lukas remarked, twisting and turning to admire the armor.
Olivia looked pleased at hers, too. "Yeah. This is really well made," she agreed with Lukas.
Jesse smiled at her friends, as Gabriel and Soren came up to them, "Let's get back to Soren's fortress and see how the Witherstorms are doing against those Endermen."
Ivor pulled out some potions as he approached the group. Jesse peered at them, before her eyes lit up and she looked up at the former Order member, "Ah! These are potions of teleportation!"
He nodded, a small smile on his face. "Very good, Jesse," he praised, "I'm glad to see you remember some of the things that I taught you." He passed them around, Jesse clinging onto the small glass bottle, all of their eyes meeting as they stood there, facing each other.
"Well, let's go," Lukas said, and with that all of them pulled the cork out and tilted the bottle back, drinking in the potion.
For a moment, nothing happened. Then Jesse felt a tingling feeling spreading down from the top of her head, down to the tips of her fingers and to the bottoms of her feet, as if bubbles were popping all over her.
And then they vanished from the lab.
A/N: Holy CRAP, Episode 4 is almost over! Didn't I just publish this story?!
rebekahtpe: I like his music (like, three songs). I hate the dude in every other way, shape, and form. And Pexel's not THAT bad... (okay, but Luktra is okay in my opinion. Like, it's not my OTP, but I do understand it.) And holy crud 0-0
Kaos Ruin: Jesse can't get mad- in this story, she's super nice. Sarcastic, but nice.
DreamyDiamond: Ahaha, yeah. But I'm glad you liked it!
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