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Nucleus Armory Records
Consumables
Vials, elixirs, capsules & comfort food
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Medi-Vap
Inhaled vaporized medication · pocket-sized cylindrical vial
- Aerosolized medication speeds metabolism — rapid healing of wounds from bullets, blades and bruises
- STD effect: effective against the diseases that once plagued humanity (syphilis, AIDS, gonorrhea)
- Side effect: infertility — regular use is strongly correlated with infertility in both sexes; the drug kills sperm and eggs
- Cannot heal Entropy Rifle damage (see Proximan Entropy, Ranged vault)
The pocket vial that made the 23rd century survivable. A pull of Medi-Vap closes a knife wound in hours and cleared a whole category of disease out of human life; it is one of the most profitable pharmaceuticals in history and nobody carries less than two.
The bill comes later. Regular users go infertile, both sexes, and the population decline that follows is a pressing modern issue — one the people inhaling it tend to rate below the wound they are currently closing.
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Indra-Sprite
Indonesian Aether elixir · mangosteen, salak, lychee, blue durian
- One sip gives an immediate surge of Aether — psions maintain peak power
- Replenishing and mood-enhancing
- Risk: overconsumption while Aether-drained can induce insomnia, anxiety disorders, or recurring stomach pain
- Pairs with Catalyst-U (crushed together) for amplified casting
- WWarmed50–60 °C. Aether releases slowly over one hour instead of surging. Regenerates damaged cells, soothes dry throats and vocal cords, eases the drinker into sleep. Common in clinics; sold as a premium drink in heated cabinets during winter.
- IIcednear 0 °C. Standard surge, plus a waking effect: increased physical precision and agility, clears drowsiness and post-overcasting mental haze for 3 hours. Favored by night-shift crews and pilots.
- XOver-extractedno Aether replenishment at all. Enhances sexual performance and pleasure — men: libido, prolonged erections, higher semen volume; women: more lubrication. Premium price 690% above standard. Common in night clubs and Leased Lily venues.
Humanity’s first synthetic Aether restoration compound, and still the one everybody drinks. Chemical analysis of the Martian Indra Fountain led directly to it; the recipe that resulted is Indonesian fruit and a great deal of quiet chemistry.
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Catalyst-U
Psionic supplement capsule · nutrients found only in Uranus minerals
- Swallowed with water: boosts Aether capacity for 17 hours — more spells, calmer mood
- Swallowed: also helps a Radi-Mon stay healthy while accelerating mental development
- Crushed in the mouth with Indra-Sprite: chain reaction stimulates psionic DNA and raises Libido — amplified spell casting capable of turning the tide of combat
- Crushed: many doctors advise against it — some users experience tinnitus afterward and need rest
A supplement capsule for psions with two very different personalities. Swallowed, it is a long, calm afternoon of extra capacity. Crushed with Indra-Sprite, it is the thing Psi Lynxes bite down on when the fight is about to be decided — and the ringing in the ears afterward is the price.
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Ando Noodle · 安藤麺
Nucleus-era instant noodles · olive-green foam cup, dehydrated block, seasoning sachet
- Hot water, three minutes: a full meal for one, a thin meal for three
- Fast, moderate restoration of health and energy; raises body temperature against colder environments
- Essential minerals restore the body’s electrolyte balance — no longer the junk food old-world instant noodles were
- Sleepiness follows two to five hours after
- Excess: decreased Aether regeneration rate
Add water. Begin again.— Printed on the lid
The Warren’s supply boxes were stocked for the bounty hunters the Prefecture was quietly feeding into the shifting tunnels as disposable scouts — cheap calories for people nobody expected to feed twice. Xin cracked the keypad by matching its wear patterns to the pressure-cycle timetable, and inside were olive-green foam cups of the most ordinary noodles in the Seven Realms — ordinary being a compliment, in the Nucleus era: the block is engineered to warm the body, settle its electrolytes and restore a little of what a bad day takes, at the cost of a nap a few hours later.
Sigrun, Xin and Håkon ate them in a maintenance tunnel, over the coat Xin was stitching back together, while she opened at sixty-forty and settled at fifty-fifty. The nuclear family’s first meal together happened in a monster-infested dungeon over scavenged noodles. Nobody involved has ever said the name Ando Noodle out loud. Everybody involved remembers the cup.
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Gideon’s Fleece
Xing Hong night-market bread · golden bun crowned with pork floss · sold warm in paper bags
- Savory pork floss over soft, still-warm bread — a richness a cold electrolyte drink cuts cleanly
- Filling enough to count as dinner
- Comfort effect: the eater’s mind goes somewhere that isn’t Mars for the length of one bun
- Not yet tasted by Håkon
“Good?” — “Yeah.”— Xin and Sigrun, Vol I Ch26
The name on the sign is scripture — Gideon laid a fleece before God and asked for a sign — and nobody in Xing Hong uses it. The golden floss piled on the bun looks like a fleece, the bakers are proud of the reference, and the customers say “two of the pork floss bread, please.”
Xin bought two, with a cold electrolyte drink each, before the night-market meeting where Sigrun intended to propose a purely transactional arrangement. He had styled his hair. She had eaten earlier, she said, and then ate the whole thing standing on a street corner, because it had been eleven years since anyone thought to buy her dinner. The transaction did not survive the evening.
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Little Bodhi Bun · 小菩包
Steamed meat bun · 2 Atomic Dollars · hotel kiosks & convenience stores across Xing Hong
- Nothing fancy. Delicious. Beloved by children and by one very specific Diabolisk
- Yinmu-grade attachment — the dream realm used them as bait (Vol II Ch34)
“Meat buns! Pappa remember! Pappa best-best!”— Håkon in Volume I, Chapter 29
The cheapest hot food in Xing Hong and, by a wide margin, the most important food in this catalogue. A Little Bodhi Bun costs two Atomic Dollars at any hotel kiosk or convenience-store steamer, which is nothing to most people and was, for a long stretch of Volume I, a real decision for a broke Rigger with rent due in eight days. Xin made the decision the same way every time: buns for Håkon, none for himself.
Sigrun understood what she had paid for at the clinic the night she watched Håkon experience total joy over one such bun, in a bare prefab room where every spare credit was visibly his. The Yinmu understood it too, and built him an endless kitchen of them to keep him there. He saved three, and came home.
Three buns were saved inside the Yinmu, where none of them were real. The record notes this because Håkon would want it noted.
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Lotus Jewel Sushi · 蓮玉寿司
Hirame nigiri · olive flounder · conveyor-belt sushi, Directorate, Venus & Beyond
- Flesh pale and translucent, almost crystalline under the belt lights
- Mild flavor, historically favored by old Earth royalty
- Confers the title of prince upon any Radi-Mon who enjoys it (Sigrun Fjeld, presiding)
- (But seriously) Sushi made using olive live flounders grown on the moons of Saturn and/or in Proxima provide brief but significant spell power boost
“Shiny jewel su-shi coming. Is okay?”— Håkon, Vol II Ch20
The jewel in the lotus: a clear slice of flounder on a pad of rice, the plate that makes people sit up when it comes around the belt. Hirame is a bottom-dwelling flatfish with a delicate flavor that old Earth’s royal tables prized; on a Venus conveyor belt it is the premium plate, priced accordingly.
Håkon spotted it from across the restaurant, asked permission, and ate it cut small off Xin’s chopsticks with a satisfied trill. Sigrun, reaching for the salmon, decided he had royal tastes and might be one of her ancestors reincarnated. He is now, by his own account, a prince: someone very important who eats fancy fish.
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Vajra Chin-Chin
Venusian fried-dough knots · Nigerian recipe · Mayor Laurent’s afternoon tea, Oshun’s Bust
- Quickened reaction speed for several hours
- Faster spellcasting — observed in a three-year-old Diabolisk from the tea table down into the Aqueduct (Vol II Ch21–22)
- Side effect: agitation and nerves; the sugar high has a psionic edge
- Clears completely with one good sleep
- Structurally sound to three knots; collapses under snout
“Chin-chin fun-fun. HAW-koon like!”— Håkon, Vol II Ch21
Chin-chin is Nigerian: knots of dough fried golden and dusted in sugar, a snack you eat by the handful. The Venusian bake is something else. Whatever Oshun’s Bust puts in its flour — the mayor’s kitchen won’t say — the knots come out with a thunderbolt in them: reaction time sharpens and spells leave the hand faster for a few hours, with a matching case of the jitters.
Håkon discovered the bowl at Mayor Laurent’s afternoon tea, stacked the knots into towers, knocked them over with his snout and chased the pieces across the plate, scales pure gold. When the palace floor fell into the Aqueduct not long after, he was noticeably quicker on the draw than usual. The Codex assumes these two facts are related.
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Pilgrim’s Parkin
Yorkshire oat-and-ginger cake · treacle-dark · out of Marcus’s tin
- Dense, sticky, gingery; treacle darkens it and time softens it
- Travel-hardy: survives a pack, a drop pod and a Breast Barrow
- Pairs with Tea of Thorne
- Briefly raises emotional tenacity, and someone who eats will confess important matters over a slice
Parkin is a Yorkshire thing: oats, ginger, black treacle, baked into a slab that is frankly better a few days after it comes out of the oven, which makes it the ideal cake to carry across a solar system. Marcus carries it the way he carries his tea — as a small, stubborn piece of Sheffield.
He shared it with Xin and Håkon at the Pharaoh Chakra while the quantum link to the Covenant warmed up, and then confessed everything to Zori: the Kraken pack, the Barrow, Hreint, Sigrun. Whether the cake helped is not recorded. It didn’t hurt.
The tin that Marcus carries is older than his armor and worth more to him. His mother gave it to him the day she died — radiation sickness, years after the Fenris attack on the plant that killed his father.
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Tea of Thorne
Marcus’s “Yorkshire blend” · roasted black bean tea with a little black leaf · brewed from Mum’s Tin
- Warming, steadying; the ritual matters as much as the cup
- A full cup of proper brew fortifies against extreme weathers and hostile psionic spells for multiple hours
- Weak tea is worse than no tea at all (Mrs. Thorne’s doctrine)
- The tin was once hers — given to Marcus when she’d finally accepted his faith: “Drink proper tea wherever you go, and don’t forget where you came from.”
- Has crossed the Sol System in his pack, and jumped four light-years past it
“Fancy some tea? Yorkshire blend. Brought it from my flat on Mars.”— Marcus Thorne, Vol II Ch3
Marcus calls it Yorkshire blend and means it: roasted black beans with a little black leaf in the mix, the kind of tea that has sat on Sheffield corner-shop shelves since the twenty-first century’s migrations made it as English as anything else. Measure the leaves, heat the water, wait for the color to deepen. Four minutes. His mum was particular.
It is the only indulgence he allows himself, and the first thing he offered Xin and Håkon on the Polaris observation deck. Håkon’s verdict was that Silver Man is kind. Xin’s was that the tea was stronger than expected.
The kit travels with Marcus on any crusade, coming out whenever someone across the table looks like they could use something warm.
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Chalice Latte
Caffè latte · Ethiopian dark roast, Afar Triangle settlement · breast milk from the Chalice herself!
- Deep, layered, floral under the dark roast; the milk gives it real body — smooth and thick
- Carries the Communion: a Chalice’s essence integrates when drunk, as it does through skin during the rubbing
- Steadies an unravelling psion and restores Aether — served to Jabari as part of the Bosom Communion
- Not every Directorate citizen gets one. Ume serves it so her patients remember her
- The roast matters. She made it herself
“Ethiopian dark roast with my milk. The roast matters. I made it myself.”— Ume, Vol II Ch19
A caffè latte, pulled from a mini barista kit that lives under the Chalice’s skirt and a vacuum pouch of beans that smells dark and rich — Ethiopian, from the Afar Triangle settlement, one of the better parts of Earth’s colonization according to the woman making it. Grind, pour, temperature perfect. Then the milk, which is hers.
Chalices don’t usually chat. Ume does, and she serves coffee with it, because she would rather have a dozen patients who know and appreciate her than a hundred strangers visiting for fun. Better karma, too. Jabari drank his aboard the Polaris while his Aether was unravelling and praised the body of the milk before he learned where the body came from. He finished the cup.
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Bodhi Agni
बोधि अग्नि · “The Fire of Enlightenment” · crimson Martian spice
- Thermal Regulation — raises core body temperature 1–2 °C for 4–6 hours; natural protection against cold environments
- Enhanced Metabolism — +15–20% metabolic rate; aids healing and recovery
- Psionic Conductivity — some users report slightly enhanced Aether flow (possibly psychosomatic)
- Excess: persistent fever-like symptoms, or uncontrollable libido
- Excess: might accidentally enter the Yinmu the night after eating
A crimson spice that evolved to drink trace minerals from Mars’s iron-rich regolith — hence the blood-red color and the properties. Its flavor opens sweet, like cinnamon, and closes with a heat that warms rather than burns; Martian colonial kitchens and Earth’s high-end restaurants both prize it.
It is notoriously difficult to cultivate outside Mars’s specific atmospheric conditions, which makes it one of the Inner Sol’s most expensive seasonings and sends harvesting expeditions into Radi-Mon-controlled territory for a kilogram at a time. Then there is Saturn, where it grows better than anywhere, for reasons nobody has explained.
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Håkon’s Lotion
Legendary lotion · replenishable · Proxima-native ingredients · refills itself!
- Replenishable — used to wash Håkon
- Enhanced with new ingredients as Xin travels the Seven Realms — every one collected on journeys Håkon takes with his found family
A legendary lotion made just for Håkon. Its original ingredients are native to Proxima; the recipe grows as the family does, one collected ingredient at a time. Its proper name has not yet been entered into the record.
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