“Tycho filed the signed articles for the cruise and waited for Vesuvia to confirm that she’d archived them alongside centuries of similar documents amassed under generations of Hashoone captains. It was spooky to think of all the records in Vesuvia’s memory banks, reflecting all the people who’d spent anywhere from days to decades aboard the Comet. Mr. Sier and three other crewers, for example, had just made their first appearance in those files. Tycho and Yana’s first cruise was in there too, o...f course, along with Carlo’s, and their parents’, and Huff’s. And those of countless other crewers and retainers, middies and captains. The records contained the names of dirtsiders who’d washed out after a single cruise and spacers who’d arrived centuries ago and now had descendants belowdecks. They preserved the names of boys and girls fated to win the captain’s chair and less fortunate apprentices who’d been killed by a moment’s inattention or bad luck. Tycho looked around the quarterdeck.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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