"THUNDER" - читать интересную книгу автора (Rose Martin)

in the main launch bay. Dani, be a dear and stop by the mess on your
way down for some munchies, and Eiko, could you help me bring a few
couches from the lounge? Thanks."
Chris grinned. Same old Hammer...

When they were all gathered together -- the humans sitting on some
borrowed sofas and the Transformers on a couple heavy-duty storage cases
-- Martin formally (well, as close to formal as they came) opened the
discussion. "Okay, so how'd it go?"
Chris sighed. "Ever feel like you were in a Road movie to Berlin?"
"Can't drive out the way you drove in?"
"So sneak out this glass of bourbon, and we'll go, already," Nadia
completed.
Martin gave her a sidelong glance in reply, returning his attention
to Chris. "You speak in riddles, young weed-hopper."
"That's bad?"
"I never said that. But I take it things could be better."
"Yes, they could, now that you mention it. I hadn't even reached 3WA
headquarters on Meizuri, just ridin' my Cyke, minding my own business,
when I got jumped by a little group of local motor-mutts."
"Biker trash. How quaint."
"Heavily-armed biker trash. These goons had military-level weaponry,
and no compunctions about using it."
Martin looked slightly surprised. "I take it they weren't too much
trouble, since you made it back here."
"No," Katie cut in. "The trouble came later."
Chris nodded. "I made it to the 3WA, and got to talk to Yuri. She's
... not taking this whole situation very well."
Martin sighed sadly. Even before he'd met her, he'd always been
partial toward Yuri. Perhaps it was her fragile beauty, perhaps her
subdued demeanor; whatever the case, hearing that she was still out of
sorts was depressing news. "I see. And Kei?"
"Not around. Yuri said she was out hunting Gryphon."
"Oh, happy happy. Just what the galaxy needs -- a hotheaded Detian
with a vendetta."
"Anyway, she told me a little of what's been going on while we were
all busy licking our wounds. Apparently, now that the WDF's dissolved
and our people are scattered all over the place, everyone who's ever had
an ax to grind against us is using us for target practice. We've got
unsettled scores, old vendettas, bounty-hunters and thrill-seekers
coming out of the walls."
Eiko slumped in her seat next to Martin. If she'd known it was going
to come to this, she would've told Largo to take a long walk off a short
pier, all those years ago. (Not that it would have mattered -- he would
have just found another sucker, and left her alone on a planet full of
corpses.) If nothing else, the man was definitely teaching her the true
meaning of hatred.
"But what about our allies?" Noriko queried, beginning a short list
on her fingers. "The United Galactica, the Salusian Empire, the 3WA--"
"Everyone else has their hands full," Chris said, breaking her off,