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

"I couldn't agree more. All right, Pigeons -- let's get dangerous."
Martin strode from the bay with the rest of the Clay Pigeons close
behind. Noriko followed at a discreet distance; Eiko's glares hadn't
gone unnoticed.

The Constellation flew in a close formation with the Righteous
Indignation's shuttle. Only Mako was aboard the fighter, but he most
assuredly wasn't alone.
"I can't believe that cybernetic busybody tagged along!" Katie fumed,
finally able to speak one-to-one with Chris. Her blond image on the
nav/comm screen was positively livid. "I don't get a moment's peace
when he's around! What does he think I am, some kind of baby?"
"Cut him some slack, Kate," Chris sighed. "He's concerned, like the
rest of us. He's just trying to help."
"Help, my iron ass! I don't see how having to constantly snub some
lovelorn stereo is supposed to help anything!"
Chris smiled at her. "Okay, so maybe he's trying to help himself
while he's at it. If I were a robot, I suppose I'd find you rather
attractive, too."
She blinked at him, then rolled her eyes. "Oh, great ... he's
contagious. Next you'll start making jokes about male and female
interface plugs."
Chris unsuccessfully tried to suppress a very loud snarf.
"One more word from you and you'll be landing without a plane,
mister!"
"Sorry," Chris managed between stifled chuckles.
"You'd better be."

"A little lower. To the right ... there, perfect."
"Cables incoming!"
"Test. One, two. Test."
"Where'd my pedals get to?"
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm proud to announce legislation outlawing
the Soviet Union. The bombing begins in five minutes."
"Enough with the testing already! We hear you!"
The Pigeons were setting up their instruments in the studio Nadia and
Danilia had set up during the later phases of rebuilding the Righteous
Indignation. It looked like any one of thousands of recording studios
throughout the Quadrant, if somewhat larger than most.
Martin looked around the room with a sigh. At their peak, the Clay
Pigeons had several more members than Yes did when they were recording
their album, "Union". With a little more effort, he'd once thought,
they could actually be an orchestra. (Well, a chamber orchestra,
anyway.) Now, thanks to The End of the World as They Knew It (and They
Didn't Feel Fine), they were a classic five-member band -- two guitars,
keys, bass and drums.
Dani herself was enlisting Dund's help in assembling her newly-
acquired percussion suite. All told, the entire contraption was easily
twice as tall as she, in its store display. When Martin had asked her
how she expected to play it, her only reply was a smile, a wink, and a