My ship was thrashed, but the radio still worked. “Jerkface, you okay?” Arturo asked.
“Fine,” I said. “But I lost my ship.”
“We’ve got more company.” I looked up and found another carrier ship arriving. The Superiority had to be mustering their ships as they went, or else they’d underestimated what size force it would take to defeat us.
But they were going to keep coming until they’d accomplished it. We were going to need to bring a lot more fire to this fight.
“Amphi,” I said, “you’re in command. Protect the city. I’m going to go check on Rig, see if we can bring more platforms.”
“Copy, Jerkface,” Arturo said.
I picked up my slugs again, letting Boomslug ride on my shoulder, and placed a hand on Juno’s platform.
“You want to come with me?” I asked Juno.
“Where you will go, I will go,” Juno replied.
I would give the kitsen this—they were some of the bravest beings I’d ever met. “Take me to Drape,” I said to Snuggles.
“Drape,” Snuggles said.
Evershore and all of the ships above it disappeared. We passed beneath the eyes, and then suddenly I stood in a small room much like the one on Wandering Leaf. The window looked out at the stars, over half a broken platform drifting next to the one where we’d landed, a large defunct autoturret jutting up beyond it. The walls were lined with boxes.
Scud, there were so many of them. Taynix boxes from floor to ceiling, enough to house maybe a hundred taynix.
“Jorgen,” Rig said. “How are—”
“We lost Wandering Leaf,” I said. “Planetary weapon destroyed it.”
Rig’s eyes widened. “Is—”
“FM is fine,” I said. I probably should have led with that. If it had been Spensa, that was the first thing I’d want to hear. “But Winzik sent more reinforcements, and they may not be the last. We need to get more platforms over there.”
“Yeah, about that,” Rig said. “We have a small problem.” He gestured around him. “We don’t know what any of these boxes do, much less where we would get enough slugs to power them. I sent the transport ship back to collect the taynix on the base, but most of those belong to the remaining pilots. I’m not sure they’re going to part with them, not without a direct order from Stoff.”
Stoff might give such an order, but the more I involved him the more he’d feel he had to question me, which we did not have time for. The flights on Evershore could be dead by the time he made a decision. We’d also need the taynix with those pilots if we had to bring in more reinforcements.
I looked around at the boxes again. We’d sent expeditions down to the caverns to look for more slugs, but it was taking them time and I understood why. The slugs tended to hide in the less inhabited areas, and I’d been too busy to go down myself.
Scud. “Do you need to use all the boxes?” I asked Rig. “Can we figure out which one is the hyperdrive, then take the platform over and use the autocannons?”
“Maybe,” Rig said. “Even figuring out which is the hyperdrive is going to take time though. The boxes aren’t well labeled.”
Rig looked around, wringing his hands. I was putting a lot of pressure on him and demanding instant results. Just because we’d been able to pull ourselves out of some tight spots in the past didn’t mean he could produce miracles on demand.
“I know you’re doing your best,” I said. “I know you don’t have enough time or resources. You’re doing amazing work for us, and you’ve saved all our lives several times now. If you can’t figure this out it isn’t your fault, but I need you to try.”
“Of course,” Rig said. “We’re just not prepared for this.”
“What can I do?”
“Finding me more slugs would be nice.”
“Okay, let me see what I can do.” I moved out into the corridor. In the rooms along the hall, other engineers were calling to each other about the contents of each one. I peered through the nearest doorway.
Scud. More taynix boxes.
We were going to need a lot of help. Rig’s team had done so much for us. Now it was time for me to come through for them.
I found a bench in the corridor and sat down, Juno hovering over my shoulder next to Boomslug.
“Do you have a meditation for searching?” I asked Juno.
“Not in this book,” Juno said, “though most of them begin the same: ‘Breathe in, breathe out. You are now completely relaxed.’？”