In the first two minutes, assignments were settled and the subtleties around the duties dealt with.
Dem Lia was to be in command. Her single
vote could override consensus when necessary. The other green, Res Sandre, preferred to monitor propulsion and engineering, working with the reticent AI named Basho to use this time out of Hawking space to good advantage in taking stock.
The red-band male, Patek Georg, to no ones surprise, accepted the position of chief security officerboth for the ships formidable defenses and during any contact with the Ousters. Only Dem Lia could override his decisions on use of ship weaponry.
The young white-band woman, Den Soa, was to be in charge of communications and diplomacy, but she requested and Peter Delen Dem Tae agreed to share the responsibility with her. Peters training in psychology had included theoretical exobiopsychology.
Dr. Sam would monitor the health of everyone aboard and study the evolutionary biology of the Ousters and Templars if it came to contact.
Their ebony-band male, Jon Mikail Dem Alem, assumed command of life supportboth in reviewing and controlling systems in the Helix along with the appropriate AI, but also arranging for necessary environments if they met with the Ousters aboard ship.
Oam Rai, the oldest of the nine and the ships chess master, agreed to coordinate general ship systems and to be Dem Lias principal advisor as events unfolded.
Kem Loi, the astronomer, accepted responsibility for all long-range sensing, but was obviously eager to use her spare time to study the binary system. Did anyone notice what old friend our white star ahead resembles? she asked.
Tau Ceti, said Res Sandre without hesitation.
Kem Loi nodded. And we saw the anomaly in the placing of the forest ring.
Everyone had. The Ousters preferred G2-type stars, where they could grow their orbital forests at about one AU from the sun. This ring circled its star at only 0.36 AUs.
Almost the same distance as Tau Ceti Center from its sun, mused Patek Georg. TC2, as it had been known for more than a thousand years, had once been the central world and capital of the Hegemony. Then it had become a backwater world under the Pax until a Church cardinal on that world attempted a coup against the beleaguered pope during the final days of the Pax. Most of the rebuilt cities had been leveled then. When the Helix had left human space eighty years after that war, the Aeneans were repopulating and repopularizing the ancient capital, rebuilding beautiful, classical structures on broad estates and essentially turning the lance-lashed ruins into an Arcadia. For Aeneans.
Assignments given and accepted, the group discussed the option of awakening their immediate family members from cryogenic sleep. Since Spectrum Helix families consisted of triune marriageseither one male and two females or vice versaand since most had children aboard, this was a complicated subject. Jon Mikail discussed the life-support considerationswhich were minorbut everyone agreed that it would complicate decision-making with family awake only as passengers. It was agreed to leave them in deep sleep, with the one exception of Den Soas husband and wife. The young white-band diplomat admitted that she would feel insecure without her two loved ones with her, and the group allowed this exception to their decision with the gentle suggestion that the reawakened mates would stay off the command deck unless there was compelling reason for them to be there. Den Soa agreed at once. Saigyô was summoned and immediately began awakening Den Soas bond pair. They had no children.
Then the most central issue was discussed.
Are we actually going to decelerate to this ring and involve ourselves in these Ousters problems? asked Patek Georg. Assuming that their distress signal is still relevant.
Theyre still broadcasting on the old bandwidths, said Den Soa, who had jacksensed into the ships communications system. The young woman with blond hair looked at something in her virtual vision. And that monster machine is still headed their way.
But we have to remember, said the red-band male, that our goal was to avoid contact with possibly troublesome human outposts on our way out of known space.
Res Sandre, the green now in charge of engineering, smiled. I believe that we made that general plan about avoiding Pax or Ouster or Aenean elements without considering that we would meet up with humansor former humanssome eight thousand light-years outside the known sphere of human space.
It could still mean trouble for everyone, said Patek Georg.
They all understood the real meaning of the red-band security chiefs statement. Reds in the Spectrum Helix devoted themselves
to physical courage, political convictions, and passion for art, but they also were deeply trained in compassion for other living things. The other eight understood that when he said the contact might mean trouble for everyone, he meant not only the 684,291 sleeping souls aboard the ship, but also the Ousters and Templars themselves. These orphans of Old Earth, this band of self-evolving human stock, had been beyond history and the human pale for at least a millennium, perhaps much longer. Even the briefest contact could cause problems for the Ouster culture as well.