To this stipulation the Adepts agreed. The contest was now established. All they had to do was decide on the first set of games.
They set up a special console. Trool carved it from stone, and animated it by magic: it now had an operative screen just like one in a Game Annex of Proton. A similar, but science-animated, console was set up at the same spot in Proton. But Bane and Mach did not stand on opposite sides; they stood on the same side, overlapping each other, so that what one did was known to the other.
The Game Computer operated the console in Proton, and the two selves relayed the signals so that the same information appeared on the one in Phaze.
The grid appeared: It felt just like home!
Mach wasn’t sure that a physical game could be played between the frames, so he touched 2. MENTAL. After a brief pause. Bane evidently made his choice, for B. TOOL developed a highlight. The box for TOOL ASSISTED MENTAL GAMES brightened and expanded to fill the screen.
1. PHYSICAL 2. MENTAL 3. CHANCE 4. ARTS
A. NAKED B. TOOL C. MACHINE D. ANIMAL
5. SEPAR 6.INTERAC 7. PUZZLE 8. COOPER
E. BOARD F. CARDS G. PAPER H. GENERAL
PLAYERS: MACH—NUMBERS BANE—LETTERS
Mach had the letters this time, so he touched E. BOARD. Bane chose 6. INTERACTIVE. The 6E square expanded.
Now it was time to assemble their own grid. There was the usual list of choices down the side. Mach had the first choice, so he touched CHESS, OCCIDENTAL and put it in the center of the nine-square array. He had played many variants of chess, and liked them all; he had many standard strategies filed in his memory. Bane probably had not put the same type of time into it, though he certainly could be familiar with the game. But Bane’s chances of mastering a sophisticated chess variant in only one month were minimal.
Bane put GO BANG in a corner. That was a relatively simple game in which each player tried to be the first to set five stones in a row.
Mach put SHOGI next to Bane’s choice. That gave him two choices in a row. Shogi was Japanese chess, like Occidental but with extra pieces such as “silver” and “spear” and extra motions and strategies. For example, castles and bishops could be “crowned,” or promoted, taking on additional abilities, and captured pieces could be made to fight for their captor.
Bane put CHINESE CHECKERS in that row, preventing Mach from having three of his own choices there. Had he gotten that, and then had his choice of rows rather than columns, he could have been set!
Mach put POLE CHESS in the center of the bottom row. This was a minor but intriguing variant developed in the last centuries, first as a joke, then seriously.
Bane put FOX AND GEESE, one of the hunt games, in the center of the top row.
They continued, Mach with variants of chess, Bane with simpler games. At the end they chose their line and column, and Mach got one of his choices: POLE CHESS. He had a definite advantage; he had played the grid to win, and now was in a fair position to do so.
But Fleta had a question. “Thou willst play here, in Bane’s body?”
“Yes. But my basic knowledge of the game carries over.”
“And Bane will play in Proton-frame, in thy body?”
“Yes, of course.”
“And has he not access to all thy memories and skills?” Mach froze. She had just identified a critical flaw in his thinking! Of course Bane had all the robot memories and skills; they were inherent in the nature of the machine and its programming. He, Mach, had even made a recording of his experiences on Planet Moeba for Bane to enjoy. Bane could do anything as well as Mach could!
All his savage strategy had been wasted. Citizen Blue and the Oracle would see that Bane started at Mach’s level, and proceeded from there to a higher level. In fact, the infallible machine brain could probably play chess better than the fallible human brain, for it would not make the kind of error Mach was not prone to. Such as this one, of forgetting the elementary liability of his strategy!
“I’m in trouble!” he muttered. “I outsmarted myself.”
“Magic will enhance thy capacity,” Translucent said. “That is why we have made thee an Adept. Thou willst play better than ever thou didst as a machine.”
“So will Bane,” Mach responded glumly.
“I meant not to cause thee distress,” Fleta said contritely.
At that he had to smile. “Good thing you brought me to my senses, filly!”
Chapter 12 Oracle
Bane was in a chamber in Vamdom, and Agape was not with him. That drained much of the delight he had had in this frame. But with this new compromise, he should be able to bring her back.
He went to a communication screen. “Citizen Blue,” he said.
Almost immediately, the man who so resembled his father came on the screen. “Ah, Bane,” Blue said.
Bane hadn’t even spoken directly to him yet, and the man recognized him! How was it possible, when he was in a robot body? “Aye, Citizen. I bear news o’ a new deal. Mach and I needs must play a tourney of our own, three rounds, and both serve the side that does prevail. The Adverse Adepts be training him, with the Book o’ Magic, and I may train with the Oracle. Dost agree?”
Blue did not even hesitate. “I agree. Let me contact the other side. Meanwhile, go to the Oracle.”
“Aye. But if Agape may now return—”
“If the Contrary Citizens allow it.”
“Methinks they will.”
“We shall know in a moment.”
Blue’s face faded from the screen. Immediately a new one formed. This was a young android woman, evidently a secretary. “You have business with the Oracle?” she inquired.
Already! “I be Bane, of Phaze. Needs must I oppose mine other self in a tourney, and if the Oracle will train me for that encounter—”
“If you will report to the nearest Game Annex, the Oracle will be in touch.”
“Game Annex? But—”
“The Game Computer permits this use of its facilities,” she explained. “The location of the Oracle is private.”
So that the Contrary Citizens would not interfere with it, he realized. The Oracle was the mainstay of Blue’s power in this frame.
He made his way to the Vamdom Game Annex. Soon he was sealed in a chamber with a holo unit.
Color developed in the air, swirling diaphanously. “The Contrary Citizens have agreed,” a melodious voice said. “Agape will be recalled from Planet Moeba, on the technicality that she was never in the Tourney, but served only as the host for the unicorn who was, so cannot be deported for the unicorn’s loss. She will join you here in due course. In the interim, I need to learn from you what has occurred in Phaze during the past fifteen years.”
“I will try to tell thee—”
“Your present body is a machine. Plug in your brain, and I will take a full readout.”
“Readout?” Bane was baffled.
“There is an access panel behind your left ear. Connect this.” A multipronged plug appeared, extending from the wall.
Bane found the panel and slid it open. He plugged in the plug. His awareness changed.
First he felt a kind of draining, as if his mind were pouring out through the connection. Then he felt a return flow, as if other material were entering. He knew he was not losing his own identity; the information was merely being called up and copied. But the process was interactive, and the act of reading his mind generated a lesser return flow, so that he perceived, as in a dream, the memories of the Oracle. At first he resisted; then he realized that this was a remarkable opportunity, and sank into the dream.