Part 50 (1/2)
”But there's hope,” Paola persevered. ”Real hope.”
Jennifer looked at Martin, saw the beseeching in his eyes, and said, ”I think so. I haven't given up.”
They endured the four-g deceleration for a day. They had created liquid-filled couches for these times; Martin and all the humans kept to their couches and tried to sleep through it. The Brothers' cords clutched their rings.
Orbital insertion was now a.s.sured without any further action.
The craft that came alongside a day before they entered orbit gleamed white as snow, a sand-blasted, spherical purity of forty or fifty meters.
The dry voice and image of bishop vulture instructed them, and they pushed their made-up weapons through the mechanical airlock.
The sphere opened a black mouth and swallowed the weapons like a big fish after a school of sprat. Its brightness dulled to charcoal gray; almost lost against the stars, visible only as shadow, it slipped away.
”Nothing lost,” Eye on Sky said. ”They were not good weapons. They gave no comfort.”
Actually, to Martin, holding a laser rifle had had afforded a kind of comfort. He hadn't held an actual gun since target shooting with his father when he was seven; the smooth gunmetal blue and gray lines of the laser rifle, though cinematic, had at least given him the sensation, however illusory, of doing something for immediate defense. afforded a kind of comfort. He hadn't held an actual gun since target shooting with his father when he was seven; the smooth gunmetal blue and gray lines of the laser rifle, though cinematic, had at least given him the sensation, however illusory, of doing something for immediate defense.
None of the weapons had ever been fired. Compared to the ability to control ma.s.s at billions of kilometers, a high-powered laser beam and chemical kinetic bullets seemed less than a stone axe against an atomic bomb.
One of the cords died playing chess. It belonged to Sharp Seeing. A brief ceremony was held before the Brothers, alone in their quarters, ate it, separating into their own cords to do so. After, with only twelve hours to go before orbiting Sleep, Sharp Seeing explained that the cord had died of frustration, facing potential checkmate and unable to find an escape. ”I we begin to think perhaps this game is bad,” Sharp Seeing said. The cord he had lost was not, so he claimed, an essential part.
Paola was the only human allowed to attend the ceremony, after which she emerged both deeply moved, and very proud.
Sleep filled the screen in hypnotic detail. Hakim and Sharp Seeing busily gathered information, expressing each in his way the excitement of witnessing and recording such an extraordinary object.
The fourth planet's supply of internal heat was sufficient to keep its surface at a constant twenty degrees centigrade, except where molten material and hot gases leaked through, chiefly along the mountain ridges, which seemed to show where ma.s.sive rocky plates ground against each other.
The physics, as Hakim had already said, was incomprehensible, pointing to ma.s.sive technological adaptations. Possibly the entire planet was artificial, but the crudity and violence of its design said otherwise...and there was no way to unravel the contradiction, given what they knew and what they could see.
Sleep's crudity lay in the uncertainty of its surface. With an area of thirty-two billion square kilometers, nine tenths of it under water, hundreds of millions of square kilometers of land churned in apparently useless turmoil. Angry black clouds rose where molten material flowed into the broad seas, rolling from the wall-like mountain ridges.
The air was moist and high in carbon dioxide, low in oxygen. Martin thought it might be an atmosphere adapted for plants. Hakim and Sharp Seeing used the Double Seed Double Seed's primitive instruments to capture images of ocean-going forests of dark green, rising from the water like drifting continents, the largest of them wallowing for ten thousand kilometers across a smooth sea.
Low, rounded quartz-like mountains punctuated the dark basaltic crust, topped by thick crests of pink and orange.
”The colors are probably phosphates, volcanic sulfur compounds, and hydrocarbons,” Hakim said. ”Wonderful sights, wonderful knowledge, but our instruments are so limited!”
”Time for an open meeting, all of us, now,” Martin said.
All twenty of the Double Seed Double Seed'screw gathered in the cafeteria, humans and Brothers mingling easily.
Eye on Sky and Martin floated at the center. Eye on Sky spoke first in a rich sequence of odors and sounds, head cords stretching wide, claws clicking for the third, almost musical component. Paola might have been able to understand some of this; to Martin, who knew only a few of the less sibilant sounds, the speech was interesting, but empty of meaning. Then Eye on Sky switched to English.
”Decided days ago that we we should speak before we our hosts in language we all us may understand. All we our ten on this s.h.i.+p now speak English enough to be understood, with Paola Birdsong giving help. Thus, we we now will use English exclusively when we are together.”
”We appreciate the gesture,” Martin said.
”It is some stifling,” Eye on Sky said, ”but necessary.”
”We're going to take some important precautions after our first contact with our hosts,” Martin said. ”We don't know what they can learn about us at a distance, but we can be pretty sure that once they've actually touched this s.h.i.+p, secrecy may be impossible. We're going to have to be circ.u.mspect. We're reasonably sure the noach chamber can't be breached. If we have anything to say to each other that we don't want our hosts to hear, we say it there.
”But if we allow anybody or anything into the Double Seed, Double Seed, we'll have to a.s.sume no place is safe.” we'll have to a.s.sume no place is safe.”
”Micro-scale listeners,” George Dempsey said. ”They could even be in our bodies.”
”Right. We'll a.s.sume they can't be detected. That means no written messages, no winks or nods, nothing suspicious...or out of character. ”
Humans murmured and nodded, Brothers undulated slightly.
”The play's the thing,” Martin said. ”We're actors from now on.”
Double Seed entered orbit ten thousand kilometers above Sleep, and the bishop vulture appeared again. There was no discernible delay in communications now. ”We have asked you to orbit this fourth planet because it is the safest. Your s.h.i.+p would not be safe near any other planet in our gathering, for there is much activity-exchange of forces, coming and going of other s.h.i.+ps. But the fourth planet is not especially comfortable for your kind. We ask that you give us samples of your atmosphere and tissues and nutritional requirements, that we may prepare vehicles and implements for your use.” entered orbit ten thousand kilometers above Sleep, and the bishop vulture appeared again. There was no discernible delay in communications now. ”We have asked you to orbit this fourth planet because it is the safest. Your s.h.i.+p would not be safe near any other planet in our gathering, for there is much activity-exchange of forces, coming and going of other s.h.i.+ps. But the fourth planet is not especially comfortable for your kind. We ask that you give us samples of your atmosphere and tissues and nutritional requirements, that we may prepare vehicles and implements for your use.”
Martin had already drawn blood from himself and Ariel with the Double Seed Double Seed's medical kit. Silken Parts took tissue samples from one of his cords.
On the screen, the bishop vulture lifted its long nose, revealing breathing and speech orifices beneath. Its chest expanded and it hissed slightly while saying, ”We are very interested in your aggregate species. We have no such intelligent beings in our gathering. You will be very valuable and respected among us, and you will teach us much.”
Erin glanced at the ceiling. Martin stared fixedly at the camera, face blank.
”A s.h.i.+p will attach to your s.h.i.+p in a few minutes,” the bishop vulture said. ”The samples will be collected by a sterilized machine within your s.h.i.+p.”
”Maybe we should introduce ourselves and exchange names. We prefer to use names,” Martin said.
”We have no need for names, but names can be a.s.sumed for your convenience.”
”My name is Martin.”
”I can be called Amphibian, since I seem to most resemble, in my biology, that cla.s.s of animals you call amphibians.”
”A better name might be Frog,” Martin suggested.
”Then I will be called Frog. You will meet other representatives, and a.s.sign them names and categories, as you wish.”
”s.h.i.+p is approaching,” Sharp Seeing announced.
With a gentle sc.r.a.ping sound, the s.h.i.+p attached to Double Seed, Double Seed, a thick extrusion surrounding the mechanical airlock like lips. Martin took a deep breath. Here it was-intrusion, and all the dangers that might bring. He wondered, too late, if they should have resisted direct contact-decided that would have been impossible. a thick extrusion surrounding the mechanical airlock like lips. Martin took a deep breath. Here it was-intrusion, and all the dangers that might bring. He wondered, too late, if they should have resisted direct contact-decided that would have been impossible.
Eye on Sky opened the exterior door. A gray cylinder with rounded ends entered. Then he closed the exterior door and opened the interior. The cylinder propelled itself into the bridge area with quiet spurts of air drawn through small slits in its middle, and expelled in similar slits arranged around its length.
Paola opened a small refrigerator and pa.s.sed the samples in their transparent plastic container to Silken Parts, who swung around to release the container in front of the cylinder.
An arm extruded from the cylinder and took the container. The cylinder propelled itself softly to the airlock, and the door closed behind.
On the screen, the bishop vulture-Frog, Martin corrected himself-turned away for a moment, head c.o.c.ked, then turned back. Martin corrected himself-turned away for a moment, head c.o.c.ked, then turned back.
”We have several possibilities open to us. You may come to the surface of our fourth planet, to meet directly with our representatives, or you may remain within your s.h.i.+p. If you choose to visit the surface, you may use equipment we supply to make your stay comfortable; this is recommended, as testing of your samples tells us you would soon grow tired under this planet's gravity.”
They've a.n.a.lyzed the samples already... Martin's neck and shoulders tensed and he s.h.i.+vered. Martin's neck and shoulders tensed and he s.h.i.+vered.
”You may also choose your mode of conveyance. These decisions may be made at your leisure. I will remain available to you at any time.”