The desk light clicked and its light knifed through the darkness, illuminating the study desk in the navigator's quarters.
His hands smoothed the large sheet of paper sitting there. The creases were still sharp from the years since he'd even considered extricating it from its storage spot.
"Hertzsprung-Russell Diagram (C) 68-74 Interstellar Starlines Corp.," a line of text along the bottom declared. Splayed across the page were points representing every star that had ever been visited by humans, with tentative lines dividing them into categories. He traced these slowly with his finger, noting that his career had only taken him to a few of the sections on it.
He glanced up at the ship status panel he had rigged up some time ago. The ship was in fine health, and its bearing was holding steady at nine-zero-oh-two-two. At this rate it would reach its destination in less than six months. He frowned. The refit they were scheduled for there in the Vega system was a significant one, assuming nothing drastic happened on the way, and he knew it was a good system to be registered in. Still, he wanted to know.
Back to Hertzsprung-Russell. It would require some research.
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