Return to Saturn
Saturn hasn’t changed much in a dozen years. I can’t say the same for us.
Last time out here, I was the junior lander pilot on the Pegasus. Now I’m in
charge of a crew of twenty-four. We’ve all changed. The Last World War was one
of those traumatic cusps that changes everything. The Earth is united, but two
billion people are dead.
That’s all old news now. The Kepler survived the war, as did we all. And the
ship, at least, is better for the wear.
They pulled out the old KTR deuterium-tritium reactor and put in a Hvit-Nikolia
thirty gigawatt deuterium-helium 3 tokamak. It’s safer and more powerful than
the KTR, but it sure puts out a lot of heat. We’ve been decelerating since
Phoebe orbit, fusing deuterium slush and spitting it out at 750 kps, and those
huge radiator panels are almost glowing red. Not sure if we trust the new
reactor to run continuously for two years, though, so we still have our four old
GE pebble-beds and the Chang-Diaz plasma drives. They could get us home, though
it would take a couple of extra years.
After the seven month cruise, we’re all eager to get out there. Only four days
until we loop around and stop in Titan orbit. We’re a full day ahead of the
Huygens, and I’ll be down on the surface of Titan again before they make orbit.
But it’s just a friendly competition. We’re all on the same team now.
- Captain Benjamin Alderson, CSEA Kepler
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