We left our heroes recently returned to the ranch on Hellene, only to
find it a battlefield. Robbie and the cat, together with three of our
four nephilite house guests, have managed to escape to a mysterious
bolt-hole, and from there summon the aid of KaiSen, the race-mind.
A ship, sent by KaiSen, has landed over the crater where Salimar was
standing, and the crew of Kishaer have begun excavating Salimar. The
gargoyle, Gannar, and Tom spot the KaiSenese ship (a huge black egg
festooned with the silver lyre-curves and stars that are KaiSen's logo)
and head for it.
Meanwhile, in the bunkers of the bolt-hole, Robbie is exploring his
communications options. He asks the comm panel if it has any channels
to Jumping Jacks. It offers him a text link. Robbie quickly sends a
message: "Have recently returned from Elsewhere, to find the ranch
under attack. Currently in northern bolt-hole. Please advise."
He is then bemused to see the message get printed out, loaded into a
can-like capsule, and apparently sucked away. Pneumatic tube delivery?
Probably not, because the reply comes back very quickly, even quicker
than e-mail could explain: "Busy now. HQ under attack. See you later I
hope. C."
Robbie puzzles over this, then gives up and puzzles over the language
used on all the displays. (He's been communing with the comm by
cybernetic psi.) The comm tells him that it's Household Esoterica, and
there's no dictionary available. Hmph.
Meanwhile, Markel is aloft on his dragon, glamoured invisible, flying
through the night toward the beleaguered ranch. He sees various flashes
and booms from that direction. About then, Tom sends out a telepathic
APB for everyone to converge on the KaiSenese ship, but Markel feels it
is important to know what's going on at the ranch house and continues.
Kate, Katrina, Daphne, and Dafnord, however, do head for the ship.
Back in the bolt-hole, Robbie gets a public news feed. There's mention
of the Gorslavia/Ipsylvania war, but nothing about Jumping Jacks. He
learns the war is a recurring quarrel that rather surprised people by
re-erupting two weeks ago. Click here for historical background.
He does, and finds instances of Ipsylvanian and Gorslavian military
uniform and vehicles. They don't look at all like the armor or aircar
we've seen on our attackers. He puts the image on a screen, for
Greywolf, who confirms that nothing like that has shown up in battle.
Greywolf also tells Robbie that the ranch was attacked about ten days
ago, and so about four days after the war started. He and the others
last raided the ranch house two days ago.
Robbie then climbs on the Hellene-Wide Web and looks for public traffic
cameras in Pericles. Pericles, however, is the capital of a very
turbulent planet, and is big on security. There aren't a lot of things
like public cameras. Robbie does find a few, and one points vaguely
toward Jumping Jacks. He sees a gleaming force-dome over that area, and
finds posted advisories from the traffic control computers, routing
vehicles away from it. But there are no flashing lights or sirens.
Robbie tries getting through to the ranch house, but the comm says that
is in "isolation protocol." He then tries an indirect method. Braeta
is a superlative hacker, so she might be able to hack her way onto the
planetary Web. So he leaves a note for her -- in the personal ads:
"Android out of time seeks tall, electrifying woman. In fact, a
goddess. Contact at [this link]. Have interest in computers. You share
same."
Anything to attract her search engines. He then posts it in Ipsylvania
and Pericles.
Tom, meanwhile, is working his way through the dark forest, toward the
KaiSenese ship. He tries to contact Robbie telepathically. Nothing.
He tries clairvoyance to the Munch and the Nones. Nothing. He tries
his apartment in Pericles. He feels considerable resistance, but
succeeds.
It's dark. The windows are opaqued. The door is bolted. And someone
has set off an incendiary device... The walls look intact, but the
furniture is a mess. When he has time, Tom plans to be upset and angry
about this. Right now--
He sniffs around for psi signatures. There's an odd psi condition
here. It increases quickly toward the walls. After some study, Tom
figures out that it's a complex and powerful system of various cloaks,
shields, and other forms of psi-conditioning. In generally, it lets you
do psi in an area, but not do anything that crosses the boundary; it
took a lot of luck and skill for him to get in. This is cutting-edge
psi-tech, done with machines, not minds, and, as a time-traveler, he is
able to recognize this as an early form of psi-scrambler, a technique
generally dated to the next century. So either someone is very
precocious or they're dabbling in time-travel.
Back in the bolt-hole, Robbie decides to send a message to "Green," one
of the leaders of the Rainbow Contract group. (We don't really know
what the Rainbow people are up to. They're clearly high-level
espionage, and normally very cozy with Jumping Jacks, but such
relationships are volatile. Green was their technical expert and seemed
least alarmed by our various weirdnesses. It's interesting that we
can send him a message from here.) The system gives him another
printout sent ... somewhere ... in a capsule, and gets another immediate
reply.
Robbie basically asked what the heck was going on. Green answered:
"Unaware of your situation. Please advise or send contact information."
Robbie prepares a second message, describing the attack and giving
images from his memory, but the comm then announces that this channel
has been compromised and shut down.
Damn. Robbie tries the KaiSenese Embassy again. He gets a brief
flicker of some alien receptionist with golden fur, but is immediately
forwarded to KaiSen itself, in the form of a miscellany of
teddy-bear-like creatures with parrot beaks, shoe-button eyes, and large
moth-like antennae. Please try to believe this is the most powerful
individual in known space. Thank you.
Robbie asks after Salimar and is told the rescue is in progress. And
the mysterious isolation of Jumping Jacks? The investigation is in
progress.
Meanwhile, Tom has sent his clairvoyant viewpoint out of the apartment
(squeezing it through the scrambler with some difficulty). Everything
looks normal from the outside -- a residential brownstone in a nice
neighborhood, with parking on the roof, etc. Taking the viewpoint up
some, he sees the silvery force-dome over Jumping Jacks, with hints of
traffic congestion around it, but no signs of disaster.
Tom has now reached the KaiSenese ship, along with his companions, and
introduced himself as a KaiSenese Associate, and confirmed that he has
no part in the local conflict. These diplomatic niceties out of the
way, he is assured that he and his friends can get a lift out of the
battle zone. Tom tells the Kishaer agent that he has several more
friends on the way.
Markel, meanwhile, has got close enough to the ranch house to see a
couple of figures, in white, possible armored, vanishing over the crest
of a hill. They were illuminated by explosions. He agrees to be picked
up.
Dafnord, Daphne, Katrina, and Kate arrive. (Daphne looks at the froggy
Kishaer, immediately recognizes toad-goblins when she sees them, and, as
an insectile sort of pixie, decides to stay perched way, way up on
Dafnord's shoulders. Or his head, for preference.) Once we are all
aboard the ship -- along with a grav-sled loaded with oozey gravel from
which we will extract Salimar -- another Kishaer comes to meet us. He
is in a black jumpsuit, with KaiSenese logo. He marches up to Tom,
extends a hand, and introduces himself as "Chester."
It's the last stun. "You've got to be kidding," Tom murmurs in
Earthron, shaking hands. "Why would I do that?" asks Chester in the
same language. (Until now, Tom and the aliens were speaking KaiSenese
Interstellar.) Tom recovers, apologizes, and congratulates Liaison
Officer Chester on his obvious mastery of Terran cultures. He then
tells Chester about Markel.
No problem. The ship lifts and zips toward the dragonrider. In the
very short time en route, Tom warns the Kishaer that his friend is on a
valued flying beast. "Ah, yes. Got it on sensors. Very unusual."
Right. Tom believes it gets lift from psi and only uses its wings for
thrust. Also, it, ah, can burn hydrogen in its breath. (Tom is
guessing. For all he knows, the dragon burns butane, or uses pure
glamour. Methane might be likeliest. But anything for a rag of
rationalization.)
What Tom forgot to mention was that Markel and his dragon are glamoured
for invisibility. But this doesn't seem to bother the Kishaer, who
bring them aboard without incident, and merely stop squinting when Tom
belatedly removes the glamour. Their visual spectra must not coincide
with humans'.
Tom then asks if we can be taken to Pericles. Sure. ZIP In a bumpy
but brief ride -- (Kishaer don't need as much inertial insulation as
humans) -- we get hurtled through several timezones, and the ship plops
down on the Pericles Spaceport tarmac.
Tom then calls the KaiSenese Embassy from the ship. Like Robbie, he
quickly gets patched through to KaiSen itself. But not the same chunk
of KaiSen. Apparently, KaiSen keeps thoughts about Jumping Jacks & Co.
in a somewhat different mental folder than the one it keeps thoughts
about Salimar and her doings. Robbie is in the one; Tom is in the
other. When Tom asks KaiSen about rescuing guests from the ranch-house,
the screen splits and he's talking to some different KaiSen units, but
still not the same set Robbie addressed.
As it is, in the course of the conversation, Tom keeps getting switched
from one screen window to another, while the irrelevant bits of KaiSen
carefully look away to maintain internal security.
KaiSen tells him that it's a shame we were away when the war started; we
could have declared the ranch a non-combatant zone. It also admits that
the conflict is unusual in the way the Gorslavian forces have penetrated
as far as the ranch so soon. As to rescuing the house guests, KaiSen
does have the diplomatic right to make "non-violent extractions" of some
types, but the fact that the "guests" are fighting back makes this
awkward.
One thing KaiSen can do -- in its capacity as The Phone Company for
interstellar communications, it is a consummate communications expert.
(It has to be, to hold itself together over galactic distances.) KaiSen
gives Tom a line into the ranch, so he can talk to the house computers.
The machinery that answers the phone tells Tom that it's disconnected
from much of the rest of the house and doesn't know where anyone else
is. Tom tell it that it's under attack. It guessed that, from the way
the security systems were acting. It supplies Tom and KaiSen with some
images of the attackers. Tom rings off and KaiSen admits that the
attackers don't look like Gorslavian troops.
Tom now tries to contact Jumping Jacks, and fails. When Tom asks what's
up with Jumping Jacks, KaiSen re-shuffles its internal personnel for the
eighth time, and says that the public story is that Jumping Jacks
claimed it had a "minor environmental difficulty" and erected the force
field just one day after the war started. Tom then tells KaiSen about
his trashed apartment and the growing certainty that a third party is
attacking us under cover of the Gorslavian/Ipsylvania war. The
race-mind boils around again, passes itself a sticky note in the shape
of a yellow teddy bear running from one room to the other, and admits
this is very likely.
Tom then asks KaiSen if it can locate Robbie. KaiSen goes into a huddle
with itself and asks Tom if Robbie would be in "segmented access"? Yes!
He was last seen with Brunalf. KaiSen remarks that it has Brunalf filed
under "segmented technology," and presumably gives itself clearance to
look up the bits of itself that are thinking about Brunalf. Somewhere
in the populous halls of its mind, the penny drops.
"May we access fore-memories relating to you?" Sure. (This is an
emergency.) KaiSen shuffles around and some tired-looking units come on
screen.
"May we use a channel to which we will have access, to contact
Robbie?" Okay. (Said while cringing.)
"Historical records show that, in ten minutes, Robbie will contact ...
someone ... then lose contact. Then he will try again, fifteen minutes
later." So we'll wait.
Meanwhile (or possibly elsewhile; it's getting hard to be sure), Robbie
gets a capsule message from KaiSen, telling him Tom is trying to contact
him. Robbie sends back his location and the list of people with him.
Back at Tom's end, KaiSen debates aloud, and/or with itself, over the
convoluted privacy ethics involved here, but ultimately decides to
remember a little about the bolt hole. In the course of the
conversation (if that's what we're having), it reveals that the message
capsules are sent back into Hellene's prehistoric past, then up to the
present again, which explains the odd turn-around times -- and the fact
that, if you check the time-stamps on the messages, some of them haven't
been sent yet. At the end of the conversation/soliloquy, KaiSen offers
to locate Robbie either through time-travel or using special sensors,
but the later might violate our privacy.
Tom feels he'd rather violate more privacy than more causality, so we
walk out of the ship and, low and behold, there is another KaiSenese
ship -- much smaller, with some actual bits of KaiSen coming out of it,
along with a vaguely humanoid alien with eyestalks.
Now face to faces, KaiSen explains to Tom that, back when it first met
our gang, Daewen, Lorelei, Victoria, and Cantrel had been very concerned
about their privacy. In particular, they wanted security for raising
their children. KaiSen grows very wistful, in a hungry kind of way,
over the "unshared technology" Daewen used to create the bolt-hole.
It's even more wistful when Tom says he can't share it, either. But the
children are all raised and gone, so the privacy issue is reduced, and
KaiSen is tickled at getting even a slightly closer look at our doings.
So, in short order, we are whisked away to the ice-flows of Hellene's
north pole. Meanwhile, Robbie is at last in communication with Tom. He
learns that "Household Esoteric" is a deliberately cryptic blend of the
various languages picked up by the crew of the pantope Dance of Hours,
during the Diadem Quest. Hmph again.
We arrive at the island fortress, and Robbie, Brunalf, and the nephilim
come out through the hidden entrance to the ship. Brunalf notes a funny
ripple of softness around the entrance -- doubtless some of Daewen's
"unshared technology." They break through an ice wall to get out, but
Tom restores an illusion of it and cloaks the psi signature.
And we're off. Now all we have to do is break into our own house, pick
up Braeta, regain the pantope Emerald Metaphor, rescue Jumping Jacks and
a doubtless ungrateful Cantrel, and, oh yeah, resume our arcane
diplomacy with the nephilim. And figure out who in the twenty corners
of time is attacking us, and why.
Updated: 7-Oct-06
©1984, 1994, 2005 Earl Wajenberg. All Rights Reserved.
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