Aphrodite Terra was not the best place for trade, or luxury living, no that was Ishtar Terra. They had the cooler high altitudes of the plateaus around the Maxwell Mountains. Aphrodite was big and beautiful but it was hot, sweetly, and full of danger... but it was the most interesting of places on Venus, the perfect place to get some one interested in Life magic, the Shade Realm of Life was some where in the wylds of Aphrodite Terra too.
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The life outside the cities was hostel though, life was so strong on venus the city had an air filtering force field for bacteria and walls that sprayed poisons 24/7 into a toxic moat to keep the plant life from overrunning the city.

Out side protective life magic and/or life support was needed, as well as an experienced guide, and firepower.

In the mean time it was interesting to see odd sights like people ridding on the back of raptors and hover crafts carrying mountains of dino meat to crafts to be shipped off to Ishtar. Though checking out butcher where the meat came from would probably be less interesting and more lunch turning.

The woman, the young man and the cat made a strange trio as they strode down the street. The woman stopped every few feet to get a closer look at something or point something out to her younger companion, who was clearly not as excited about their outing as she was. The cat stayed close to the pair, keeping an eye out on their surroundings- a little jittery even for a cat.

"There's no denying the power of life here," Edith proclaimed. "It's practically explosive!"

Donovan nodded dutifully, brushing away some of the ubiquitous insects.

Meanwhile, Paracelsus the cat was suspiciously examining a bit of ivy that had worked its way through the stone sidewalk. It was only a few inches tall, but its survival was a testament to the strength of life on the planet.

Paracelsus examined the ivy with his natural eye, then his cybernetic one, then both together. He batted it with a careful paw, then leaped to Edith's shoulder when it rebounded toward him.

"This is a dangerous place," he murmured into her ear. "That plant tried to kill me."

"Really?" Edith excitedly spun around. She assumed there were carnivorous plants on the planet, but hadn't seen any yet.

"This thing?" she asked Paracelsus, crouching down and looking dubiously at the bit of green.

"Of course it looks harmless to you," Paracelsus replied. "You are too big for it to attack."

"Mmmmm," Edith replied noncommittally, not at all convinced they were in immanent danger. "What do you think Donovan?"

The young man didn't bother to bend over. "It's a weed," he said flatly. "We're surrounded by them."

Taking this as a slight, Paracelsus turned her nose up at Donovan and got a better grip on Edith's shoulder. It was a better (and safer) vantage point to watch the street from.

"Ah, what about this?" Edith stopped at a market stall that featured large bluish-purple apples and something that was a cross between a carrot and an ear of corn. Her attention, however, was drawn to a tub of some kind of barley that were three times their normal size.

She grinned to herself as Donovan perked up and reached out to examine the grain. "This is Shiloh barley, but I've never seen it so big before. How do they do that?"

Delighted to find someone so interested in barley, the proprietor immediately started up a conversation with Donovan. As they talked about using hulled nitrates for soil enrichment and the special interaction of chemicals in the soil with those in the air, Edith was quickly lost. She backed out of the conversation. Edith would have preferred Donovan to be interested in the theoretical aspects of Life magic and its unusual attributes on this planet, but if she could coax him into studying something that would improve his beer-making, so be it.

Edith left the pair and went over to examine what looked like circular bananas.

Another person at the stands laughs a little. "He may not be so impressed when he finds out just how hard farming is here. It's much better to farm on Mars, but here... you can get some amazing results at the price of some amazing pains in your fucking ass." aparently having seen the thing with the weed. "Image that in a place where the ground under it isn't saturated in toxins. Image trying to keep plants from growing like the are out there, while not harming a particular plant you WANT to grow like that. Then there is the bugs and insect that help the plant... and the numerous rest that would just eat it, and yes there are mosquito's out there the size of ... well small white cats." He smirks.