Acorna's Search Part 4

"Well, look around you," Miiri answered, indicating the rough and barren landscape surrounding the makeshift encampment. "Liriili was not exactly one who liked to do without the amenities. And surely she made some friends and contacts while she was viizaar. And she was in charge of the com unit for the night. Perhaps she hailed a pa.s.sing, friendly ship whose signal she recognized and begged to be 'rescued.' I wouldn't put it past her, would you?"

The silence that followed her statement was telling. None of them could say for certain that they could.

"Whatever the explanation for her absence," Neeva concluded, "she knows where we are. We will continue to look for her, of course, but it seems unlikely that she has stumbled into trouble out there on Vhiliinyar somewhere. If she is on this planet, she has a camp to return to, a camp that I think she left of her own free will. We can remain alert when flying over the surrounding terrain for traces of her. Meanwhile, we all have a mission to perform, and it will be dark again soon. We should continue to perform our a.s.signed tasks."

"I have reported Liriili's disappearance to Council representatives on the Moon of Opportunity, who will relay the message back to those still on narhii-Vhiliinyar," the aagroni said. "I hardly think they can provide any a.s.sistance in this matter, but it is best that they be told of all important developments on this world. I also informed them of the injury to Riidkii and, for the information of Captain Becker, of Riidkii's recovery." The aagroni gave Roadkill's name its closest Linyaari p.r.o.nunciation,

which was a word with a meaning far dissimilar to the cat's name in Standard Galactic Basic. Whereas Roadkill meant "Randomly Squashed Formerly Living Being Now Refuse Lying Disregarded on a Thoroughfare," Riidkii was the Linyaari term meaning "n.o.ble Protector." The aagroni said RK's Linyaari name as if he believed in the meaning of it, despite the cat's behavior aboard the transport ship.

"I think we had best leave RK with you, aagroni," Acorna said. "Those carnivorous plants are a terrible threat to smaller beings and he is still healing."

But Acorna had not discussed this issue with Roadkill, who had his own opinions on the subject. As they climbed into the flitter, the cat bounded out of the laboratory bubble and leaped through the door of their vehicle. The cat settled onto the flitter deck with his tail wrapped around his front paws, planting himself so solidly that it seemed as if a nuclear explosion could not dislodge him.

The cat certainly looked fit enough for the mission. His burns were completely healed and his fur, while a bit shorter than it had been, once more covered his entire body.

Aari laughed. "I can translate that, Kh.o.r.n.ya. RK is not going to let any overgrown vegetable keep him down. In fact, I think we must be vigilant to ensure he does not attempt to attack the plant when we return."

I think we had better rig up a cat box so he doesn't have to go near those horrible plants if he needs to relieve himself," Acorna said, patting the cat.

"What is a cat box Maati asked, sending out a mental image of a cage with an angry RK trying to rip his way through the bars.

No, no, that's not it at all. Don't you remember seeing something like this aboard the Condor?" Acorna asked, and sent the image of RK's shipboard sanitary facilities.

Thariinye flared his nostrils. "Oh. That." I have one more piece of news for you," the aagroni said.

"While you were searching for Liriili, we a.n.a.lyzed the plant specimen you sent, and we have manufactured a repellant that seems to work." The aagroni thought for a moment, then continued, "I believe we will try devolving the plant to its original form to determine whether or not it is a mutation of a species native to Vhiliinyar or if it is something brought to our world in Khleevi spoor. If it is the former, we can simply devolve the plants to their original harmless state prior to terraforming. If it is the latter, the plants will have to be eradicated."

"Have you considered the possibility that they may be a hybrid of domestic and alien?" Miiri asked.

"Which doesn't matter," the aagroni said dismissively, "since our options are the same. We would still need to either reverse engineer the DNA to the original parent species native to Vhiliinyar or to eradicate the plant entirely."

Kaarlye said, "Yes, and I agree that it must be done before the terraforming process begins. A very aggressive plant, given the stimulation inherent in terraformation, is likely to totally dominate all plant life on the planet once the process is complete."

"Yes," Acorna said. "I can see where that might happen. I can hardly bear to contemplate the results for Vhiliinyar if such a plant is left in its original carnivorous state. In the meantime, we thank you for the repellent. It will be useful for us as we explore our sector."

"Tell us how it works," the aagroni said. "My a.s.sociates worked hard to produce it for you."

"Very well, we'll keep in touch," Acorna said.

"Keep in touch with us, too," Neeva said. "We're a bit closer to you than base camp if you should have any other trouble."

"Thank you, Mother-sister," Acorna said, and with an affectionate embrace, took leave of her aunt and the Balakiire's crew to return to the pilot seat of her own crew's flitter.

They arrived at the weed-ridden site once more at twilight, but this time set down a bit further away from the plant life. RK permitted his fur to be powdered with the aagroni's repellent and did not even try to lick it off. The others made camp once more, using a fire pellet to make a nice open fire. It lent a homey touch to what should have been a homey place, but seemed instead to be hostile to their very existence.

RK snuggled against Maati's side as she fell asleep under one of the thermal blankets. Thariinye also slept. Acorna and Aari had resolved to stay awake. They didn't speak. Instead they sat together listening to the hiss and snap of the fire, and the sounds of the leaves of the carnivorous plants rubbing together in antic.i.p.ation of another chance to eat a cat, no doubt. For a long time, Acorna simply sat enjoying the fire's light and the sight of Aari's profile, outlined by the fire and the phosph.o.r.escence of the leaves. Then her head slowly drooped, finding a place to rest on Aari's shoulder. Finally, despite her best efforts, her eyes closed and sleep took her...

Together they sat quietly on the ledge overlooking the waterfall, watching the waters rush from the mountains to give life to the valley below. He nibbled a few strands of ginger gra.s.s, a worried frown creating his n.o.ble brow just around his horn. The white of his star-clad skin was startling in the night, and she longed for the day when her own red-and-golden coloring would soak in the starlight until it, too, was as white as his). Her sister Neeva was already on her first mission.

(You know how I feel about you, Ferilii, but they may not allow us to be together. Your parents disapprove of my work.)

(But you devise weapons for our defence, Vaanye. Not weapons at all really barriers to intrusion. And my parents loathe the idea of intrusion.)

(So do most of our people. I suppose they think that if they just ask hostile aliens nicely to please go away, that will be enough to send them fleeing to their homes. But I have seen things in my travels, Ferilii. Horrible things, sometimes. And I don't want them to touch our world, ever, even if my work means that I am myself alienated from our world because of it.)

The silence stretched out before them as the moon rose above the waterfall, its rays elongating on the great lake that filled the basin at its bottom, gilding the ice of the mountain tops with pearl.

Her heart swelled with courage and love and she reached for his hand, and found it.

(We should wake the others now, love.) Aari's thoughts brushed her mind as softly as a flick of RK's tail. (They should take over the watch. We are exhausted. We need to sleep.)

(Oh! I slept. Aari, I saw my father. 1 mean, I was my mother. I mean they came to me here. I saw them in my dream.)

His hand stroked her mane back from where her curls had tumbled and tangled with her horn. (Did you, love? That's good. They must have come here when they were young and courting. It was a famous spot for lovers' meetings, I think. I'm glad your dream was a happy and peaceful one. Let us turn our duties over to Maati and Thariinye, and perhaps you'll find your parents again in your dreams.)

(I hope so.) she said.

But Acorna had no more dreams during the rest of the night. It was a quiet one, with none of the alarms and emergencies that had marred their last stay at this place. Even Road-kill stayed out of trouble, using his new commode when the occasion arose, disappointing the plants.

In the morning, the four Linyaari, machetes and toporecorders in hand, and their cat, his claws and fangs ready for trouble, began to survey the area.

As cold as the night had been, the day was hot. The thin atmosphere made for extreme temperatures in both directions and the plant cover seemed to emit heat of its own as the day drew on. The plants also emitted something else, something that made all of the Linyaari itch. In the end, they controlled their reaction by healing each other with their horns periodically. RK was not so troubled. When he accidentally brushed against one of the carnivorous plants and felt it shrink from him, he amused himself by charging it, clawing its stem, and peeing on its roots. If his smug expression was any indication, he enjoyed the process mightily.

The tasks they were engaged in were tedious, the whole process of the survey was slow going, and being where they where was depressing because of all of the a.s.sociations the Linyaari had with this place. To see it in its present state and contrast that with what had once been there was heartbreaking.

"We used to swim in the lake," Aari said. "Laarye and I would jump from the ledge at the top of the waterfall and dive into the pool at its base. It terrified my parents when we did that. We'd have big parties there here."

"I think we're about in the middle of where the lake once was now," Acorna told him. She was shin-deep in some sort of itchy slime she hoped, for everybody's sake but especially RK's, was not terribly toxic. The cat was sulking a short way away, pretending to bask in the sun and sending resentful looks toward Maati, upon whose shoulders he had been riding until the girl shooed him away with an unusual show of irritability. The cat, even with his coat grown back to only half its length, was an uncomfortable neckpiece to wear in the heat of the days here. This place was right on the equator of Vhiliinyar, even though their alt.i.tude saved them from some of the worst effects. Acorna pitied the teams at the lower elevations who would be getting the worst of the heat. They were suffering enough right here.

At least it would cool off later. During the cool nights they'd spent in this place, the stars had shone brightly in the thin atmosphere, and the bright sphere of the Moon of Opportunity had reflected the glory of Vhiliinyar's sun with a comforting glow. It had seemed a remarkably stable and benevolent beacon compared to the planet's volatile surface.

Just as Acorna thought that, the ground rumbled and trembled beneath their feet and suddenly a great jet of water burst from the surface into the air, spewing the smell of rotten eggs into the skies along with thousands of gallons of yellowish water. All around them, including from one nasty vent just under Acorna's feet feet which she had to shift in a hurry smaller eruptions imitated the large one, as the earth suddenly boiled with scalding hot mud and water.

Suddenly there was a cat-colored blur as RK streaked back toward the flitter.

The Linyaari didn't even stop to think. RK clearly had the right idea. They took off after their cat, moving as fast as they could through the unstable ground. Suddenly Thariinye cried out. They turned around to see that he had become much shorter or rather he appeared to have done so. A closer look revealed that he had sunk into the ground, and his struggles were only sinking him faster. By the time they'd all worked their way over to him carefully he was already in up to his waist.

"Quit moving so much. You are just making it worse. Spread yourself out," Acorna told him. "Try to float on your back."

(What do you think I was trying to do?) he asked, with an insulted feeling in the thought.

(It is just quicksand.) Aari said, kneeling within about three yards of Thariinye's foot.

"What's that?" Maati asked.

"What he is sinking in, apparently," Acorna replied.

"Yes, you find these sorts of things on developing worlds," Aari said. "The carnivorous plants, the geysers, bogs, sudden caves, quakes and volcanic eruptions. Very common. Just unsettling to see them where home used to be. But still, we're used to challenges. We'll get through this in the end. But for right now, we'd best get him out of there."