"Richard Hatch - Battlestar Galactica 5 - Paradis" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hatch Richard)

She ignored the insult to his fellow patients. "Paradis is beautiful," she
said. "When you're feeling better, you can see it from the Celestial
Chamber."

"I've heard there's much life on the planet."

"Oh, yes! It's lush and green and blue. It's teeming with life."

"Too bad," said Baltar to her surprise.

"Now I know that you're joking," she said sternly, allowing herself to
pull off one of his bandages with more force than was necessary.

He brightened at the abuse. This girl was worth knowing! "But I'm
completely in earnest," he said. "Whenever we run into other life forms we
find nothing but trouble. I hope that from now on we find nothing but
dead planets with the basic resources we need. But no more living worlds,
please! Give me a barren, empty universe where we can finally be left
alone."

She finished tending to her patient. "Very well, Baltar, you can start
with me!"

The young nurse turned on her heel and left him alone.

"They call themselves the Gamon," said Starbuck. "They could be first
cousins of the Nomen. You have any theories on that?"

His bartender didn't have a good answer. He liked Starbuck as a
customer and he was a good listener. He especially liked it when the
warrior talked about his daughter, Dalton. The bartender had a daughter,
too.

He poured the warrior another drink. Starbuck had a remarkable
capacity for grog. A good bartender knows when his customer has had
enough; but he also knows when the guy is good for more, the true art of
his trade.

"I've been down there, you know," said Starbuck.

"Of course."

"I was one of the first."

"Of course."

Starbuck threw back his head and took half the glass of grog in one go.
"You want to hear something funny?" he said, wiping foam from his lips.
"I haven't met any of 'em yet. I've seen them from a distance. Sometimes I