Starplex

The helm officer shook his head. "Those little scouts might pull it off, but Starplex's volume is three million cubic meters. I can't make it tap-dance."

"How long until those ships reach us?"

"They're moving at point-one-c," said Thor. "They'll be on us in less than twenty minutes."

"Lansing to Gawst: Starplex is Commonwealth property.

"Request denied. Off. Rhombus, let me know when they've received that message." Lianne Karendaughter strode onto the bridge. "I want some options, folks," said Keith.

"Option number one," said Lianne, taking her seat.

"Retreat. The farther we are from the shortcut, the less likely they will be able to coerce us through it."

"Right. Thor, let's-"

"Forgive the interruption, Keith," said Rhombus. "Your message has been received."

"Good. Thor, let's get out of here. Full thruster power."

"I'll take us away at an angle," said Thor. "We don't want to move into the dark-matter field. It's an obstacle course, and small ships will be better able to handle it than we will."

"Fine," said Keith. "Rhombus, see if you can get a watson with today's mission logs through to Tau Ceti. I want to alert Premier Kenyatta."

"Doing so. But it will take over an hour to reach the shortcut from here, and — excuse me: incoming message from Gawst." "Lansing," said Gawst, "Starplex was built at the Rehbollo shipyards and is of Rehbo!lo registry, and therefore is Waldahud property. Let us avoid as much unpleasantness as possible. Once the ship is returned to Rehbollo, we will release all crew members for immediate repatriation to their home systems."

"Reply," snapped Lansing. "Starplex's construction was funded by all the Commonwealth worlds, and its registration is just a formality; all ships require a homeworld of record. Your claim is rejected. If necessary, this ship will defend itself against unlawful seizure.

Off."

"Defend itself?." said Thor, shaking his head. "Keith, this ship has no armament."

"I'm well aware of that," snapped Keith. "Lianne, 'give me a full inventory of all shipboard equipment that can be used as weapons. If anything aboard can discharge an energy beam, or throw an object, or can be made to blow up, I want to know about it."

"Working on it," said Lianne, hands dancing over her console.

"Starplex wasn't designed for fancy flying," said Thor, speaking to a Keith hologram above the rim of his console.

"We'll wallow like a hippopotamus in heat compared to small fighters."

"then we'll fight them on their terms," said Keith. "We'll defend Starplex with our probeships." He glanced at the list Lianne was feeding through to his number-three monitor: geological digging lasers, mining explosives, mass drivers used for launching probes. "Lianne, coordinate with Rhombus on getting as much of that equipment as possible loaded into our five fastest probeships. I want everything aboard in fifteen minutes; I don't care what you have to rip apart to accomplish that."

Denna Van Hausen finally moved away from the ExOps console and Rhombus rolled into place. Manipulator ropes darted across the controls, and Rhombus's sensor web flowed half onto the panel to better interface with the equipment.

"Even with a slapped-together armament," said Thor, "our probeships aren't going to be able to outgun real fighting craft."

"i'm not planning to outgun them," said Keith. "Starplex may be of Waldahud construction, but our probeships aren't."

"Granted they may be reluctant to fire on Ibese craft," said Thor, "but-"

"That's not what I'm thinking," said Keith. "Unlike the approaching craft, our probeships weren't designed by Waldahud engineers."

"Ah — and we have dolphins to pilot them!" crowed Thor.

"Precisely," said Keith. "PHANTOM, intercom with direct holo links: Longbottle, Thinfin, Nickedfluke, Squint, Sidestripe, respond." Drawn-out dolphin heads began to pop into existence above Keith's console.

"Here."

"What happening is?"

"Thinfin, acknowledging."

"Yes, Keith?"

"Hello."

"We are about to be attacked by Waldahud craft," said Keith. "Our probeships are more maneuverable — if dolphins pilot them. It will be dangerous, but so will staying here and doing nothing. Are you willing to-"

"Ship is home ocean now — we protect!"

"If necessary, help will I."

"Ready to assist."

"Okay."

"I— yes, will do it."

"Excellent," said Keith. "Proceed to launch bays. Rhombus will give you your ship assignments."

ThOr looked at his Keith hologram. "There's no doubt that our ships are more responsive — but dolphins have no experience with weapons.

They should each have someone else on board to act as gunner."

Rhombus's web flashed. "Sentients will die if weapons are used."

"We can't stand by and not defend ourselves," declared Thor.

"To surrender our ship is better," said Rhombus.

"No," said Keith. "I refuse to do that."

"But to kill-"

"No one need be killed," said Keith. "We can shoot for the engine units, try to disable the Waldahud ships without breaching their habitats. As for gunners — we're all just scientists and diplomats."

He considered for a moment.