"Sharon Green - Terrillian 1 - Warrior Within" - читать интересную книгу автора (Green Sharon)

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The infernal banging had no trouble breaking through my sleep. I wrapped the
pillow around my head and that drowned out most of it, but as soon as I drifted
off to sleep again my grip loosened, and the pillow was pushed aside by the din.
"Fatherless son of a female trajg!" I snarled in Baldochi, struggling out of the
covers and to my feet. I didn't know what time it was, but as far as I'm concerned,
a racket like that is a challenge day or night. I made it out of my bedroom and
down the ramp to the first floor, then headed for the front door.
I caught a glimpse of myself as I passed the hall mirror, and would have turned
back if I hadn't been in such a foul humor. My hair, unfashionably long and unf
ashionably dark brown, was hanging every which way, including over my eyes.
My yellow sleep suit was brief enough to earn me a ci-tation from any peaceman
alive, and I wasn't even wearing any makeup. All in all a pretty outrageous sight,
but I didn't give a damn. I'd needed the sleep I'd lost, and somebody was going to
pay for it.
I was out into the sunshine before I realized it was there, and I had to squeeze my
eyes nearly shut to keep from being blinded. The banging started again from my
left, and I knew I'd been right. Sandy Kemper was at it again, but this time he
wasn't going to get away with it. Tinkering belongs in the privacy of your
workshop, not in the public nervous system.
With my eyes opened to mere slits, I stalked through the bright, windless sunshine
across the grass to the verge of

Sandy's landing circle. Sandy was there, in a dark green one-
piece, leaning into the guts of his deep blue quadriwagon,
^and the banging was coming from the inside of the access
breach. I was vaguely, aware of someone or something
stretched out under a nearby tree, but I paid no attention.
Sandy was my target, and a very tempting target he made.
I stopped about a foot away from him, dutifully restraining^ myself as I called out
his name, but the noise he was making drowned me out. I shrugged a little with
what I knew was an evil grin, stepped a bit closer, then booted him in the behind
with my bare right foot
The banging stopped with a muffled, "Hey!" then there was a hollow-sounding
clank, followed by Sandy twisting himself out of the quadriwagon. He
straightened up with one hand on his bead and a pained expression on his lace,
but he went wide-eyed at the sight of me.

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"Terry," he said weakly and for some reason nervously. "What are you doing
here?"
"I heard your summons so I came right over," I answered, folding my arms. "Or