But Starbuck noticed, to his discomfort5, the ebbing6 of the tide of conversation from the bunks8 as he stepped inside with his spacebag.
For the moment, he wished Captain Birdsel had paced in with him and offered up an introduction. But a look of disgust had creased9 Birdsel's face as they got near the crew's compartment10. He had sent Starbuck on alone, while he limped back towards the bridge.
A forest of eyes shined out at him from the shadowed desks of the bunks. This is it, he thought. These were the crew, not officers. Sometimes the teachers were nice to you on the first day of school but you knew you were going to get it from the other kids.
A lumbering13 giant with a blue jaw14 uncoiled from the lower bunk. "Why don't you stow your bag here, buddy15? Till you get used to the centrifugal grav, you may have some trouble climbing top-side."
"You've got the seniority," Starbuck said cautiously. "I wouldn't want to cause you any trouble."
"No trouble," Blue Jaw said obligingly.
He chinned himself with one hand on the rim16 of the upper bunk and swung his torso around a tidy 180° to settle onto the blankets.
Starbuck threw his bag at the foot and sat down on the bed. He looked around at the arena17 of faces in neutral positions, waiting faces. He cleared his throat experimentally.
"Could I ask you something?" he called upstairs.
A set of big feet swung down into view. "Sure," Blue Jaw said enthusiastically. "Didn't know you wanted to talk. Thought you might want to rest."
Starbuck looked at the hanging feet. They were expressionless.
"Maybe it isn't so much of a question," he said, working one hand into the other palm. "It's just that I'd like to live through this mission. I know I'm not a regular spaceman and I'm intruding18 and all, but I don't mean to cause anybody any trouble or do anyone out of a job. I'd just like to do everything I can to see that I don't slip and fall into the reactor19. Or anything like that...."
Somehow Starbuck could find little comfort in those words.
The giant dropped to the deck with a catlike grace that nevertheless vibrated Ben's rear teeth.
"You want to talk about something?" the big spaceman inquired. Ben could almost see the paws hanging down and the tail wagging eagerly.
"Yeah," Starbuck said. "I'd like to talk about all of these men staring at me. What's wrong with them? Nobody's said a word to me but you. What are they waiting for? What are they going to do? I can't stand the suspense23. Is that it? I get the silent treatment until I go off my rocker, get violent, and then something happens to me—" He stopped and swallowed. He was talking too much. He was working himself up into a state of terror.
"Say, you sure are friendly," the ox said with some confusion. "My name's Percy Kettleman."
Starbuck steadied his hand and put it in Percy's grasp. It came out whole.
"Those other fellows," Percy inclined his head.
"They'd probably like to come over and say 'hello' but them and me don't get along so good. They know better than to come around bothering me."
"You're not on their side? You wouldn't be a new man too, Percy?"
"Me? Hell, I've been spacing since I was sixteen. Those guys don't have any side. A bunch of anti-social slobs. They can't stand each other any more than I can stand any of them."
Starbuck decided25 he had picked a good ally in the midst of a pack of lone11 wolves. Percy was the biggest man on board, physically26. Still he didn't like the idea of all the rest of crew looking daggers27 at him, or throwing them, for that matter.
"Mind if I say 'hello' to the rest of the men?" he inquired of Percy.
"It's your nickel," gruffly. "Spend it the way you want."
Starbuck flexed28 an elbow. "Hello there, fellows. Looks to be a taut29 ship." It sounded a shade inane30. Starbuck had barely passed Socializing at the university. But the men replied in good spirits, their faces blooming with teeth, arms waggling, calling out modest insults.
Starbuck recalled that among a certain class of men an insult was a good-natured compliment in negative translation.
"Pssst."
"Pssst?" Starbuck asked.
Kettleman passed him down half a roll of white tablet underhand.
Starbuck took it. "Tums?"
"Tranquils. We smuggle32 them on board. Helps with the blastoff and 'phasing' for the overdrive. Not that those stiffnecked brass33 will believe it."
"Thanks, Kettleman. You and everybody seems to be pretty helpful to me. I don't know exactly what I've done to deserve it."
"We get tired of looking at the same faces out there month after month. It's a treat to have somebody new on hand."
It sounded reasonable to him, but he felt there was something more to it than that. Well, he was an ethnologist, or almost one. He could figure out group behavior. All he had to do was take time to think about the problem for a little while....
Only he didn't have time to think.
He discovered why everybody was in their bunks.
The spaceship fired its atomic drive.
Painfully, he found out why a man would prefer to go through a spaceship takeoff in a tranquilized condition.
"Come," the captain said.
Starbuck palmed back the door to the captain's cabin and stepped inside.
Captain Birdsel stood in front of the small wall mirror tattooing34 a flying dragon on his bared chest. "Yes? What is it, Ben?"
"Sir, you remember that the ship's brain directed me to return at this time today. But I understand I'll have to have your permission to go onto that part of the bridge."
"The brain's directive was quite enough, my boy." He laid down the needle. "But I'll accompany you there if you like."
"Just as you wish, sir."
Birdsel smiled engagingly. "Noticed the dragon, did you?"
"It arrested my attention, yes, sir," Starbuck admitted.
"The hours are long and lonely in the vaults35 of space, Ben. A man needs a variety of interests to occupy himself. I have recently taken up the ancient art of tattooing."
"Surely not recently, sir. You seem quite advanced."
"You're too kind."
The captain escorted Starbuck to the chamber36 of the brain, discussing tattooing animatedly37. He told how it was popular with ancient mariners38 on the seas of Earth. He discussed the artistic39 significance of the basic forms—the Heart and Arrow, the Nude40, the Flag. He didn't stop talking and button his shirt even after they entered the cybernetics room.
As the captain grasped for his second wind, Starbuck turned to the machine. "I'm here, Calculator."
The lights patterned words with a speed difficult to follow.
REDUNDANCY. CANCEL. ANALYSIS: SOCIAL MORE. I SEE THAT YOU ARE HERE. IT IS GOOD THAT YOU ARE NOT THERE OR ELSEWHERE, BUT THAT HERE YOU ARE. HERE ARE YOU.
Starbuck shifted his weight to the other foot. "Yes, I'm sure here all right."
WHAT DID YOU DO WHILE YOU WERE NOT HERE?
"I helped lay some walk mats in the corridors. I policed up the latrine. Lost all the money I brought with me in a crap game. Craps, that's where—"
HOYLE'S RULES OF GAMES IS A PART OF MY PROGRAMMING.
"I see."
YOU ARE NOT BLIND. IT IS WELL THAT YOU HAVE VISION. HOW'S THE WEATHER?
"Still under Central's control, I suppose."
WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT TATTOOING?
"Only what Captain Birdsel here told me," Starbuck said. No doubt there was a pattern of fine logic41 to the calculator's inquiries42, but he was too dense43 to see it. The question sounded to him like the mumblings of a mongoloid.
"I'd be delighted to fill the brain in on the subject," Birdsel said.
The calculator's communication screen remained blank.
"Was there anything else you wanted to know?" Starbuck inquired.
YOU WILL PROCESS THE GORGON THROUGH PHASING, SWABBER STARBUCK.
"The hyperspace jump? But that's the captain's job," he protested.
"Not at all, not at all," Birdsel interrupted. "Whatever the calculator says. Now if you'll excuse me, there is some paint I have to requisition...."
"Wait," Starbuck cried desperately44. "I don't know anything about the overdrive. You can guide me, can't you, sir? That would be all right with the brain, wouldn't it?"
The screen stayed a stubborn neutral gray.
"Stay, sir."
The overdrive switchbox had been incorporated into the cybernetics system itself as an interlock.
"There isn't much to do," Captain Birdsel explained. "We trigger the jump and come out at a mathematically selected random47 spot in real-space after phasing through hyperspace. The Brain scans the sun systems in the area for unique planets worthy48 of exploration. If there is one, we zero in on it via fixed49 phase until the gravitational field makes it necessary to switch back to standard interplanetary or nuclear drive. We can make suggestions to the Brain or theoretically override50 one of its decisions. Actually, all we have to do is watch. Thumb the button, Ben. It wants you to do it. It likes you."
"Aye, captain." Starbuck could believe a cybernetic machine could like him. Everybody else on board seemed to, and it unnerved him more than a little. Only a selected few had ever particularly liked Benjamin Starbuck before. The situation reminded him a bit of Melville's Billy Budd; only he wasn't a "handsome sailor," just a fairly average-looking spaceman.
The button depressed Starbuck.
Now he knew why tranquils were popular during phasing.
For one instant, Starbuck stopped believing in everything—the spaceship, the captain, Earth, his own identity, the universe. He went completely insane, a cockeyed psychotic. It was over just quick enough to leave him a mind to remember what not having one was like.
"My," the captain said, his head on an angle. He looked as if he were gazing at some classic piece of art, such as a calendar by Marilyn Monroe, the last of the great realists whose work was indistinguishable from color photography.
"That is a dandy," Birdsel said.
Starbuck swiveled his head around to the outer projection52 portal. There in all its glory was a star system.
There seemed to be four stars all orbiting each other—two red dwarfs53, one yellow midget and a white giant. One planet was clearly visible on the side of the system towards the ship, an odd lopsided dumbbell shape in the center of a translucent54 sphere of tiny satellites—cosmic dust, like the rings of Saturn55. Strangest of all, the outer shell of the planet was sending in Interplanetary Morse: CQ, CQ, CQ....
"It," Starbuck ventured with a new-found sophistication, "seems rather unusual. I suppose we'll take a closer look, Captain?"
The calculator's screen replied for the officer. THE SYSTEM IS OF INSUFFICIENT56 INTEREST TO WARRANT EXPLORATION. WE ARE SEEKING SIGNIFICANTLY UNIQUE PLANETS.
"I have never seen anything like this before...." Birdsel drew himself up to his full height. "However, the machine's knowledge of the history of space exploration is much more extensive than mine."
"You aren't going to suggest that the brain reconsider or override its decision?"
"Certainly not!" Birdsel snapped. "We'll re-phase after the traditional twenty-four hour delay for psychological adjustment."
Starbuck sneaked57 another popeyed look at the planet on the screen. "If he thinks that's run of the mill, Captain, I wonder what he will have to find to make him think it's unusual?"
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