Дорога Домой

- Commander, we're all set. - All right," Sugi waved her hand, saying, "to the street, and said to Osaka, “Well, let's go meet the others…”She leaned over her whiskey and quietly added: - ...the young Padawan. Osoka was proud of her endurance, but at that moment she still jerked. - Long time ago you... - Almost immediately. But only because I know you. Then we will talk. They went outside where they expected the rest of the group - four creatures. Osoka remembered one as well as Sugi herself. The...

Having found the right place in the same terminal, Osoka remembered the way, then, hiding in some stinking garbage dump, changed her clothes from tunics to assault overalls, trousers worn out, put on a breastplate, fixed mine shields on her shins. Then she took the details out of the bag and assembled a helmet out of them. As a matter of fact, the helmet as such remained a mask with a characteristic slanted visor and breathing device, part of the hood - its large pieces were cut out under the horns - and two plates on the back of the head to keep the construction...

It wasn't difficult to get on the familiar ship, and even so successful planning. In the landing position, the front part of the "one hundred and thirty-eighth" lantillian is almost lying on the ground, and a wide loading hatch is opened like a whale's mouth. From the sides of the receiving deck there were starting compartments for the shuttles of the near radius, and above them Osoka noticed low oblong niches in its first appearance. Judging by the layer of dust, nobody has looked in them for a long time...

The Jedike, meanwhile, looked back, making sure that there were no survivors, then approached the horrified Yugends. She stopped - a green sword on the fly to the right, yellow almost behind her back, making it seem that the golden lights of St. Ron Hub were burning on top of her striped horns. Her face must have seemed like a dark spot with creepy squirrels of eyes in the thickening twilight. - Boo! - She exhaled briefly. The boys, whining with horror, rushed to escape. There was a dark puddle on the sidewalk where one of them sat...

The invisible fingers suddenly disappeared, Ray took a deep breath... and without hesitation rushed to the Inquisitor. In the next moment, the air seemed to harden in front of him and threw the captain against the wall, sensitively applying against the stones. - Maybe you'll fight your opponent of your scale, traitor? - Suddenly, Anadi uttered her words clearly and loudly. - Oh! How interesting! - The inquisitor made an elusive movement of the hand, and his fist was lit with a gloomy purple light and a fiery blade...

Sitting at the table under the big picture clip depicting AT-TE assault walking, Ray and Anadi ate perfectly cooked fish, drank wine and listened to music. The singer on the stage, judging by the blue skin and coal-black hair belonged to either the Vronian race or the race of the etti. It had a deep timbre of voice and an impressive range. The woman sang lyrical songs, or something of the popular holofilms - about the war and the army, of course, but how else? From time to time it was replaced by...

The Navy called them "Griffins", "Vulture" is a word for journalists. And where were you at that moment, that you saw everything? On the bridge? - No, near the reactor," he answered honestly. And then I got better: - I mean, at first. Then one of the turrets was hit by a gunner, and I helped the second number to fire. It's a good thing their energy torpedoes are recharging so slowly, otherwise our transport would have been covered. - I understand," said the girl. And, as usual, after that word, I started talking about something else...

- I'm just asking your passenger to go through the appropriate entranc”," the policeman continued to bend. - And present your belongings for inspection if the customs authorities deem it necessary. - No, you're clearly looking for rudeness, Pharaoh! - the stubbornness of this short, long-nosed man in a wrinkled uniform was starting to piss Quinn off. - Wait, Quin”," said Anadi. - Let me talk to you myself. Officer, I give you my word that I am not a terrorist or a criminal. You can see my things...

Somebody else was quite professional in putting Ray's foot in his ear, and he barely managed to soften the blow thanks to his enviable reaction. Oh, you stinking, wookie freaked out! Quinn threw away his last sentiments and pulled the hijkatist out of the scuffle, whipping his knee. I wish I'd gotten a belt, and then waved my legs, the milk sucker! Ray couldn't figure out who was in front of him anymore, hitting everybody in a row. He stopped only when one of the brawlers he knocked over a table by the wall...

They're cutting down the woods again, They make steel in the heat of battle. We will pay for progress The usual head... And who's right, who's to blame. There's a firestorm over the cities again, And the nabbath swings. Above the broken years. Г Nikiforova All three stories are dedicated to her. For her wonderful songs, without which maybe these lyrics wouldn't exist... 1 The Esanagra harbor cantina in Pandat was almost a favorite with Ray Quinn. Not too dark, moderately dirty - and where in the...

The hope of the imperial fleet. Part || - Mechanics, full power! - The corvette captain ordered it. - Mr. Dula, the maneuver of rapprochement! - Yes, sir! - Commandors! - Yes, Commanders," Lieutenant Paren-Wesquitt's slightly distorted voice flew into the clump. - When the target shows up, it's a cursory fire. - Yes, sir! The screens showed how the first impulses fired from the extreme distance made the protective fields of the unknown ship flash in all ranges. Immediately afterwards, Petty Officer...

"The Ghost of the Gate, the imperial lightweight escort cruiser of the latest Galleon-F series, has been in standalone flight for the third week now. However, it could be called a flight with a great stretch. The warship was hanging motionlessly on the outskirts of the star system of Bakur and was waiting. None of the crew knew what it was. Even the commander, Grand Captain Rand Telro, a stocky shoulder-strapped officer with a wide, almost round face, decorated with a small beard and barely marked sideburns, remained in the dark about the purpose of this space ambush...