“Wait just a minute,” Arhu said. “Last time I did the Lone One! I have previous experience –“
“Not enough for this,” Rhiow said. “It’s settled, Arhu. And so’s the script for this little drama.” She cocked an eye at Urruah. “We root the gate in your chosen site and power it up. When the incursion starts, I take sa’Rraah into me, manifest Her here, and synch Her with the gate to let the arriving guest know that Its welcoming committee is on site. Then the Outside One comes through the gate to accept the gift She’s delivering It. And when It does, and It gets physical enough to affect, you shove the claudication into our gate and mesh it to the incursion – “ From Hwaith, who was looking suddenly stricken, Rhiow looked back to Urruah. “’Blooey.’”
Everyone sat quiet for a moment. Then Urruah said with great enthusiasm,“I’m excited about this plan! I’m proud to be a part of this plan!”
Aufwi threw him a wry look, probably secondary to some tom joke.“…And then what?” said Siffha’h, who’d wandered out with Aufwi to see what was going on.
The question cheered Rhiow strangely, though at this point the cheer was irrational.“Then we clean up the mess,” Rhiow said. “What else? Probably the whole area will need major temporospatial patching. But for a team who once helped tidy up all of Central Park after an incursion by crazed dinosaurs – “ and she glanced at Ith with amusement – “none of us should even have sweaty pads afterwards.” She flirted her tail.
Her team and Helen looked at one another.“Water bowl full inside?” Rhiow said. “I could use a drink. Then we have a lot to do…”
She strolled back to the house, in the French doors, headed past the Silent Man’s empty chair into the kitchen, put her head down in the water bowl and drank and drank, for her mouth was very dry.
“Rhiow – “
She finished drinking before she looked up at Hwaith.
“I wish you wouldn’t do this,” he said.
“I truly don’t see that I have much of a choice.”
“Let me rephrase that,” Hwaith said after a moment. “I really, really wish you didn’t have to do this.”
So do I! she wanted to shout.
“Of course,” Hwaith said very quietly, “that’s not anything you’re going to say, especially in front of your team. But regardless, you should know that someone hears.”
“The way you did inside the Silent Man’s mind,” Rhiow said. And just now. “Hwaith… I don’t forget what you did there – “
Hwaith’s ears went back: then he shrugged his tail and turned away. “Please,” he said, “don’t thank me again. I’m just sorry – “ He stopped, started again. “It should have occurred to me that this would never work, that there was no way you could – “
He moved away.“I really am sorry,” he said, not looking back. “We’ve got work to do. I am a wizard, and you can count on me to do my part, regardless of other matters. Just so you know. But it’s a pity that things aren’t otherwise…”
“Hwaith,” Rhiow said after a moment.
He stopped, his tail twitching, but didn’t turn.
“There’s no point in this,” Rhiow said. “We may win tonight. But even if we do win, it’s likely enough that I won’t survive. I’ve come away from containing a god once. But twice? And when the Power involved is sa’Rraah, and very likely to shatter the vessel out of spite once its job’s done?” She was trying to sound calm, and trying to be kind; but now, now that the time was getting so close, she couldn’t entirely keep the fear out of her voice. “Surely you understand that I can’t see the point in planning very far ahead.”
He did turn, then. His eyes, too, were filled with fear. But there was something else there: stubbornness. He simply was not going to give up.“Maybe you can’t, right now,” Hwaith said. “I can understand that. But there’s no harm in having a plan, Rhiow. The worst it can do is fail.”
She stared at him.
Hwaith gazed back for a moment, and then turned again to go out.
Rhiow watched him, and a curious feeling began to rise in her– a desire, in the face of the overshadowing darkness, to do something utterly nonsensical just this once. So much of being a team leader involved being careful, being sensible, not being distracted by your own wishful thinking, covering all the possibilities. Yet isn’t this a possibility? she thought. An insane one. And Iau only knows how it could ever come to fruition. But still. Still –
And especially when there was someone else who had such faith in her, regardless of everything that was happening— to deny that, to deny hope, to deny him, suddenly it just felt wrong –
“Hwaith,” Rhiow said.
He stopped, looked back one last time.
She put her whiskers forward.“Go on. Make that plan.”
Evening drew near.
In the Silent Man’s living room, Rhiow looked over everyone’s work one last time before they left, while the Man himself sat at his desk and kept a theoretically casual eye on the proceedings.
Siffha’h’s work concerned Rhiow most, for a temporospatial claudication with so much energy and mass packed down in it needed careful watching: if anything caused it to come unwrapped, the result would be spectacular damage. But Siffha’h had been extra careful about the safeties that held the claudication shut, to the point where it would practically take a nuke to undo it without the right keywords in the Speech.
“Are you sure you know the passwords by heart?” Rhiow said to Sif as she collapsed the claudication down to a glowing spheroid about the size of a pea and levitated it into an invisible otherspace pocket.
Siffha’h rolled her eyes at Rhiow. “Yes, mother…”
This reaction at least was normal. Rhiow went to watch Urruah gather up the master gating circle and collapse it in turn, vanishing it into the workspace in the back of his mind as he glanced out into the back yard, where Arhu and Ith were getting ready to transit.“The kits are taking all this pretty calmly,” she said in his ear.
“Youth has its advantages,” Urruah said. “One of them being the belief that you can never die. Or the refusal to take the belief seriously.”
Aufwi came up behind Urruah.“I have my copy of the circle,” he said.
“Got mine too,” Hwaith said from the other side.
“Everybody’s checked all their personal data in all the copies?” Urruah said. “Long-version names and terminology only? Good. Don’t want any handling routines failing to execute because someone’s using abbreviations – “
“This is possibly a caution that we’ve heard before,” Aufwi said.
“About a thousand times…” said Hwaith.
“A thousand and one is good,” Urruah said. “Let’s shoot for a thousand and two.”
From down the hallway that led to the bedrooms came Helen Walks Softly, and the Silent Man’s eyes opened wide. Instead of that beat-up LAPD sweatshirt or anything by Elie Saab, Helen was wearing a two-piece midcalf dress of beautifully tanned deerskin, the sleeveless top of which was embroidered with bead designs of whale and orca and salmon. The skirt was ornamented with geometric lightningbolt designs in white and brown shell, as were the deerskin boots below. Helen’s hair was tied back into a long, long ponytail, her cheeks were streaked with red and white clay, and her arms ringed in white clay paint bands; her milkweed-linen and flicker-feather headband had a fan of blackcondor feathers angling up from the back of it, and in one hand she carried a pair of condor-feather reed wands.
The Silent Man looked her up and down and pursed his lips to whistle soundlessly. I didn’t know the end of the world was formal, he said. I’ll go get my tux.
Helen smiled at him and waved the wands at him in amused blessing.
Rhiow walked over to him and reared up to lean on his knee.“You’ve been very kind to us,” she said, “and so very flexible through all this….” She stopped then, for there was no point in saying much more. “Go well, cousin.”