> > "Nothing but the petting." Jac says as he strokes the fur of one of > > the two creatures brought aboard from the /Blue Rain/, "Have you met > > Snu and...Mira, what was the other ones name again?" > >Lysia smiles at the two little creatures, "Oh, they're so cute," she looks >up at Mira, "what the heck are they?" "I really have no idea, so far. There were no 'hits' when I searched our computers. They move a bit like ferrets, look a lot like cats, and we are beholden to take care of them." > >> "I had a thought," she makes a bit of a sour face and nods, "I > >> know I know, I should probably lay down before I pass out. But > >> it occurred to me that we're looking for a little girl right, and > >> who better to talk to about the new girl in town than the other > >> kids." > >> > >> "Think of it like a fishing trip and I think I might have just > >> the bait we need to attract a flock of chatty children. Now I'm > >> not saying we should ignore other avenues of investigation but > >> kids talk, they're chatty and friendly and they like to see new > >> things and I figured that Ukanav is about the newest thing to > >> show up around here. I doubt any of these Hootish kids have ever > >> seen a Vargr, and a Vargr on a motorcycle having a picnic lunch > >> with a pretty lady is going to draw a lot of inquisitive little > >> eyes." > >> > >> Lysia grins a little, "What do you think, think we can find out > >> where the girl is by talking to the Hootish kids?" > > > > Jac shrugs his shoulders and says, "It might work. Do you know if > > the Hootish colony is near the starport or not?" > >"No idea," Lysia shrugs, "I just work here, I didn't even get a response >from the local data net on what ships are in port and who the captains are. >I think the system here probably belongs in a museum in the 'Wonders of the >Past' section." > >"I figure we can wait till the port authority departs and then work things >out from there. No point in all of us going in to check out the Hooters all >at once, we'd just stick out like a sore thumb." > >Lysia smiles and giggles just a little, "That just sounds so wrong. It's >like naming a child and not bothering to figure out that their name rhymes >with poopie." "Just check with Ricardo before you go running off. You don't want to ruin someone else's plan by running amok and I've been a bit distracted so I don't know what the good captain may have thought up." Mira
