An iron drab moved across the table, seemingly untouched by anything or anyone. Kurapika's eyes opened wide in amazement, immediately using Gyo to attempt to unveil the source of the movement.
"How are you doing this? If not Nen?" Kurapika looked up at Kvothe, who had a sly smile while he looked down at the drab, his hand moving almost imperceptibly behind him, where another identical drab was being held.
"This…is Sympathy." The dramatic flair of Kvothe sneaking to the forefront as he savoured the amazement of Kurapika. "As the two are made of the same composite materials, I am able to link them using my mind, and then command the movement of one through the other. You can do it with less perfect connections, but it requires more energy, and if it is too large or too far away you could lead to your own death. You can maintain one or more links at a time, I am up to five, and I've only met one person who could command more. To begin with, you will need to learn the initial principles."
"Amazing, I can see the usefulness of this already. The only question I have would be one that I don't know if you can answer." Kurapika held up the chains around his fingers. "I have conjured these, they are a creation of my Nen. That means while they may embody the appearance of a chain, they were not crafted with steel. I will have to test whether or not I could establish a sympathetic link with another chain, or even be able to do it on other Nen conjured items or beasts. If so, this will be a huge advantage over any conjurers I run into. Not to mention its trap setting capabilities."
Kvothe eyed up Kurapika, aware of the fact he was intelligent from their previous conversation, but the true depth of his ability to strategize and formulate plots had escaped him until this point. "I would like to learn a bit about Nen now, if you don't mind."
"Of course, we should step outside for this next part." The two men stepped out from the bar, moving to the bridge between Imre and the University. Kurapika held up his chains and looked at Kvothe.
"Feel these. Describe them to me." Kvothe moved forward to grab each chain in succession, looking for some kind of special attribute in the metal. He looked at it as he would a naming challenge, slowly and with open regard to the elements that composed the chain. No matter how intensely he stared at it, he could not find any difference between the chain Kurapika carried and that of a normal chain.
"I don't see anything off at all, are these not just chains?" Kvothe eyed Kurapika suspiciously. The chains suddenly lifted up and moved of their own accord, much like the drab had appeared to. Rotating unbelievably fast, Kvothe lost track of the movement. He was amazed by the speed with which Kurapika was moving the chains. He knew that not even an arrow could pierce the shield that they created.
"How?!" Kvothe was flabbergasted, for this level of Sympathy would require more than he, or even Devi, possessed.
"As I said before, these are chains I have conjured with my mind. I can bend them to my will, and each finger represents a different function. I cannot use certain abilities on anyone but the group I hunt, but what I have for others is more than enough. I am what is called a Conjurer, one of the six Nen types. We will find out what type you are." Kurapika gestured back to the way they came. "We should find the materials necessary in that pub, unless you have a better place? All we require is a glass of water and a leaf."
Kvothe pondered a moment. "It may be safer to do this in my room. We don't need anyone observing our activities. Follow me, we will go in through my window." The two men sprang to movement, Kurapika easily keeping pace with Kvothe.
When they reached Anker's, the climb proved to be just as little of a challenge for the newcomer. Finally setting in the room, Kvothe looked at Kurapika expectantly.
"The first thing I need to do, and a dangerous shortcut at that, is to open your Nen pores. Sometimes they open naturally, but that would require months of training, and I have at most a few days before the arrival of my enemies. We can only hope they try to rob the Princes as soon as they land, in the confusion of the succession war. Stand still, it'll be over quickly." Kurapika held his hands out towards Kvothe, sending out a wave of Nen.
Kvothe jerked abruptly. He suddenly felt a power pouring through his body, and then, moments later, out of it. He looked down at his hands and felt a power he had not known he had. An aura seemed to visibly engulf his body, and he looked at Kurapika without hesitation. "What now?"
"Now we test what you are." Kurapika beckoned to the glass of water, with one leaf resting in the center.