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deep-selected for corvette command. She was early, as usual.

Wong hauled a shopworn hood over his egg-bald head and casually
returned the salute. He made a last offhand check of T.L.S. Hokkaido's
annunciators. Standing mothership OOD watch in orbit was less exciting
than watching oxidation inhibitors cure.

"For the log," he began, his debriefing reduced to litany. "Day twelve,
Oldfather system. T.L.S. Hokkaido conducting colony support operations.
Maintaining standoff orbit, Oldfather Three. Two point two hours from
apogee. In company with motherships Borneo, Luzon, and Crete. Supporting
freighters Banff and Juneau. Captain Ketchie is SOPO. Hokkaido is cell guide.
HLA Condition Four. Luzon has broken gridlink for orbital descent to
resupply station. Borneo is boosting from resupply orbit to replace Luzon in
grid by 1300 hours."

"Any update on colony replenishment?" Jonson asked, interrogating the
power system. The next watch filtered onto the bridge, establishing contact
with their off-going counterparts. Lieutenant Sato, the oncoming junior
officer of the deck, drifted gracefully past the conning station. The winsome
officer glanced in Wong's direction, black eyes smiling.

"Mr. Wong?" Jonson persisted, smooth, hairless brows raised impatiently.
"Any updates?"

"UhтАж no. Juneau's heavy-lifter is hard down," he replied. "Group leader
deployed the Five and Six birds as shuttles to take up slack."

"I heard," Jonson grunted. "It'll take more than two corvettes hauling butt
paper and dehydrates to get us on schedule. We're going to be late. Admiral
Runacres will go nonlinear. What else?"

"Matrix generator number two down for preventive maintenance. Plasma
blow-down at eighty percent, and thermo-loading is restricted by rad-choke
governors. Engineering has a dozen items on the board."

"So I see," Jonson replied, fingers playing the panel. "What else?"

"Captain's stewing in his ring cabin. The exec's planetside, taking in the
scenery." Wong chuckled.

"What's so funny?" Jonson asked, intent on the pass-down logs. "OF3's
not that bad. Sunsets are wonderful."

"YeahтАж sunsets. I'll wait till we make Genellan."

"Me, too," she allowed, turning to check the status panels. "Well, if that's
all, then I relieve you, sir."

"I stand reтАФ"