Yes, we got a good, chatty brunette in a white coat! Tomaka exclaimed, more to himself than to the Python.
I hope the doctor is at least normal? Pythons asked, wary of his own health.
Tomaka and Pithons, after these words, began to discuss flight plans. It wasn't long before their conversation ended and they went to the command room in front of the cockpit.
There was no one in the command center, but they were sitting at a computer panel that glowed with all the colors of neon lights. It was the main brain of the spaceship, the Flying Ferix. All any electronic items that depended on this device and any breakage, also, here was recorded by the computer and reported to the team or in special cases to its commander.
The instruments made various subtle sounds, showing their work. The monitors displayed all system processes, incoming and outgoing data. The main computer brain, not only monitors the system memory itself, but also displays it on the main monitor, which is now, first of all, checked by Tomak, so that it does not hang and the flight does not break.
Well, the main thing is checked, it's time to assemble a team! Tomaka said.
Yes, I agree, it's time, said Pythons and on the intercom, notified the crew into the microphone.
Soon, the hatch opened and flight engineer Trimon entered the room. A middle-aged man, a cheerful but calm man. He didn't seem to be interested in anything but the screwdriver, just to twist something. True, he has a good recommendation, he knows a lot about his business.
I finished the panel, the wiring was heated, now it's normal. I changed a couple of wires, I allow you to fly, said flight engineer Trimon, holding two flight logs in his hands.
All right, we're waiting for the others, Tomak's commander said.
Trimon, are you ready to give me the preflight report? Pythons asked.
Yes, I have prepared everything and indicated it in these accounting documents, said Trimon, and handed them to Pythons. Who, began to carefully review the notes, and Trimon turned his attention to the door.
The hatch opened, Vella passed, followed by the copilot, who gave way to the woman, and the passage closed.
Before that, they had met in the hallway, where he had said to Vella, perhaps with a little more than ordinary propriety, a compliment. This is evident from the way she entered the command post, was a little confused and her face was glowing, not a constant shade of pink. Timba, on the other hand, was like a heroic, pompous male flirting with a female.
The crew, gathered in the command room, completely, five people, now had to hold, who is more convenient to call, a briefing or briefing, they are closer to the preflight divorce. From the words "dilute" in theory, the staff to their official places. Explain to people their work responsibilities, as well as, in case of unforeseen and emergency circumstances, what actions they will have to perform.
In a developed, intelligent civilization, there is usually a "meeting room and a table". On the Ribonne, this is also there, but the shape is more like a star and the number of rays in it depends on the number of participants in the conversation. When they sit, between them, on a flying soft disk, the distance approaches and it turns out to conduct a convenient dialogue, improving its result.
A table in the command center of the Flying Ferix spacecraft, with ten beams, designed half for the flight crew, and the rest for possible negotiators. The star table is located in the center of the room. At the heart of it, a powerful laser projector is installed, controlled by a computer brain.
Sitting at the "round table", you get to a business conversation and you have access to the universal information that has spread like a web throughout the entire space of space, built into the general information system, the space library. Although the distances are large, code signs instantly flash between computers, helping people, both in business and in their rest.
You can say, sitting at home, order a romantic dinner, on some planet Zigi-Zigi, in another galaxy. Then, immediately pay and get a "green ticket" by downloading it to the card and using it in the calculation.
So, the team, all assembled, we can start a general divorce, said Tomaka, taking the main place of the "round table". The rest of the crew settled down to their jobs, according to the "name", working plates.
To Tomaki's right, Pithons sat, his side of the table closest to the commander, and further away from him, Timba, Trimon, and Vella sat. All were on the same right side of the "round table". Tomaka looked at the small monitor embedded in his right sleeve, calculating in his mind the remaining time before departure.
You are every expert in your work, have any notes and suggestions, please let us know now. Then you will have to cope with the forces at hand, in the sky! Halliford warned, eyeing the crew carefully.
Everyone was a little animated, although no one had said a word yet, just the silence and cheerful atmosphere hanging in the air. But soon after the eyes turned to Pythons, he began to report to the commander and the others.
Timba and Trimon have reported that the ship is ready to fly, Pythons said, looking Tomake in the eye and immediately directing his gaze to Timba and Trimon, waiting for a sign of confirmation, his words just spoken.
Tomaka turned his questioning gaze to Dr. Vella, asking in his mind, What about you? What did you do? Can you, with such beauty, do anything at all, except make up your eyes and lips?
Vella understood him without words, a little confused, but cheerfully replied: Oh, I have, everything is fine, pills and potions on the shelf, everything is sterile and clean!
Well, I wish you to conduct the flight without incident, we absolutely do not need them. I signed a contract with you, for a good percentage, so I do not advise you to get sick. We are leaving in five, and I hope that we will return together. That's all, did you have time to do your personal business, on the Ribonne? I see happy faces and a cheerful mood, let it remain so. The crew is prepared, please take the take-off seats, the commander said in a commanding tone, emphasizing the words.
The main thing is that there will be a place to sleep and eat in the near future, the co-pilot said in half a voice, ironically, leaning slightly to Trimon's left ear. But he either did not hear or did not want to hear, just got up and went to his box, where he intended to continue, to prepare for takeoff.
Timba wanted to make a joke in front of the commander, but he realized that the business conversation between Tomaki and Pithons was more important than his jokes, and he decided it was better to catch up with Vella, who was already in the corridor. He really wanted to please her and of course, continue their previous, personal conversation, which no one heard, but everyone guessed what it was about. Dr. Vella, was against the harassment and courtship of Timba, who persistently tried to please her, than even more, pushed it away from himself. In the short time they'd been aboard the "Flying Ferix", she'd grown so tired of him that she'd even wanted to ask Commander Tomake for help, but something had always stopped her, and Timba's antics had gone unpunished.
Under the law, on the planet Raibonne, she could hold Timba responsible for harassment, but her character would not allow her to do so, it was easier to deal with him herself. And now, she did, but she was still a girl, and if Timba crossed the boundaries of what was allowed, then she would definitely have to turn to Tomake or Pitons for help.
Wait, Vella, the pilot shouted loudly, almost running to her.
Vella slowed her pace and, in the process, turned her head toward him. Her smile flashed against her fair face and bright black hair, so that he even slowed down a little.
Timba, are you trying to annoy me with your courtship again? What is it? she asked.
I would be happy to ruin myself for someone like you, but no one will appreciate it, said the pilot and smiled beautifully, showing clean white teeth.
And you definitely need someone's assessment, does love want its strength to be measured on the scale of the sacrifice you have made? she asked the question.
I agree, she doesn't demand it, but she doesn't refuse it either. Although love, too, is not eternal, if it is not nourished by feelings, it simply disappears. And I don't want to waste my nerves, either, Timba replied.
Vella and Timba came to the end of the road, where it had two hatches in the walls. One on the right, which leads to the command, flight room, the other on the left, to the medical center.
Here, we'd better part ways, so that your people don't get hurt, Vella said, and went to the left hand compartment.
Thank you for taking care of me, the flight is just beginning, we will still have time to talk, Timba was intrigued and hurried to his room.
Meanwhile, Tomaka and Pithons summed up the meeting and went to get the co-pilot.
The crew of the spacecraft "Flying Ferix", was launched.
Space and time, the secrets of galaxies and the secrets of planets, ghosts and living beings, all this is the engine of the pulse of the universe and our life. How many interesting and beautiful things are there in space, what we lack in our ordinary life? We know that during the day it is light, at night it is dark. This is a figurative example, in the ideal state of day and night, and not like on the planet Miran, where due to high humidity, there is a lot of cloud and it is always dark, although it flies in orbit, between two flaming stars.
Through the vacuum, between the planets, the curved lines of human destinies are built, there is a struggle between the minds, spaceships fly into the unknown, with their brave-at-heart commanders, such as Tomaka.
Launch, permission granted, a command voice said, over the central speaker that connected Tomaka to Central Mission Control, intergalactic station Eleuron, on the planet Raibonne, and his crew.
Attention, crew, ten minutes to liftoff, take your seats and activate your shields. The main computer brain, go to the pre-flight state, Tomaka commanded once again, after which the crew settled into their seats, and the main computer, loudly and clearly, began to count down the ten Raibonne minutes, in reverse order, throughout the spacecraft.
Nine forty six, nine forty-five the speakers blared, sending the adrenaline pumping through the crew of the Flying Ferix.
The time before the launch is getting shorter and when the score reaches zero, the main computer brain will check the protective screens of each crew member and enter the command, " transfer to a biostop state, biological organisms", for a period set in advance, during the flight calculations, that is, temporarily freeze people or other living organisms, without any violations, vital processes in them.
Tomak's commander quickly checked everyone out and took his own seat in the flight chamber.
Chapter 2. Death of Trimon
In the spaceship" Flying Ferix", the atmosphere became heated, from the many flashing lights and all the walls trembled, moving mechanical devices.
Four twenty-eight, four twenty-seven through the count, everyone heard the start of two huge engine rings, in the opposite direction, relative to each other. The steam pipes whirred, throwing hot air out and simultaneously gathering the necessary amount of heat to warm the ship's compartments during the flight.
Usually, at such moments, an experienced commander asks a control and encouraging question into the microphone installed in the flight cameras of each crew member. But, since Tomaka was not experienced, this function was taken over by Pythons.
Is everyone ready? What is it? he asked. "That's it, Timba said first, and he didn't laugh out loud. I'm ready, the flight engineer said. I'm ready, too, don't forget, Vella said cheerfully, and giggled into the microphone. Commander, let's go on a treasure hunt and adventure! Pythons said jokingly.
All right, let's go, let's try the alien planetary viands, Tomaka said, trying to cheer up the crew.
Food, this is for Trimon, he likes delicacies here. I'd rather have expensive stones or metals Timba joked.
The food should be right, not just the way you like it, all curls and twists, Trimon said blankly.
Guys, do not quarrel, the flight is just beginning, you will still have time to spoil each other's nerves, Vella asked Timba and Trimon.
Two seventeen, two sixteen time passes irrevocably, on the computer clock.
We're not fighting, are we, Trimon? Timba asked defensively, and laughed again.
Yeah, the truth, but don't make it turn into a lie, Timbe, the Trimon, said dryly.
Trimon, after all, I love you! All right, let's go, wake up, open the lyre and talk about life a little, Timba said peaceably, to which he received no response from Trimon.
Something, the commander is not heard? Timba asked jokingly, having already forgotten about Trimon.
Timba, you're showing a certain amount of love for Vella and Trimon, or even for me, and you're showing an unhealthy interest. Maybe he was born in the third race, where bisexual love is in the foreground, for the benefit of the mutual love of humanity, Timba, Tomak's commander, retorted.
I wonder if you love me, Timba? Pythons asked, and somehow, with a ring in his voice, he laughed.
I love everyone, he said, and everyone felt that Timba, though a lazy type who loves women and riches, was also a humorous and ridiculous prankster.
Three, two, one, zero. Attention, the countdown to the start is over. Biological organisms, go into a biostationary state. The launch has begun the flight cameras speakers said.
Oh, Mommies, Vella cried, and fell silent, falling asleep. In her flight chamber, the computer let in a sleeping gas.
Oh, I have too, the gas went, I'm going to sleep, see you later said Timba and fell asleep without finishing. Tomaka was wary, because it was Trimon's turn, and the computer "froze" Timba.
Tomaka heard, but didn't understand who said it. Trimon, or it was Pythons, as the voice, also broke off. Tomaka didn't know who was being frozen, but he realized that there had been some kind of malfunction in the freezing system, and now he could only hope that everything would be fine.
Tomaka, who reached for the emergency button, let the soporific gas rush into the cabin. In an instant, his mind shut down, lulling him to sleep and preventing him from pressing the red trigger disconnector.
Only one person was awake and not "frozen". His flight chamber was de-energized, which meant only one thing, he was dead. He could not get out of the capsule and could not, in any way, inform the crew or the Raibonne about the problem that had arisen, the accident on the spacecraft. Such a function was not provided by the developers, the red disconnector, was only available to the commander, who could no longer hear it.
Now what has happened is that when the main computer brain did a check, the motion and heat sensors did not correctly register the bioactive functions, as a result of violations and short circuits that occurred, the electrical circuits. Because of what, there was a tragic mistake. From the flight data recorder, "there are no biologically active organisms in the flight chamber." It was completely shut down, in a moment, all the oxygen became emergency and went to other cells where there was life. This is done in order to save air, and once a living organism has not been recorded in the room, then no one needs to breathe there.