Arnessk. I have enough of a fix that we can begin our journey. I will find the exact location from Moya's data banks as we grow closer. Excellent, Pilot. Proceed. - Their message? - Sure, Pilot. Who is it? Apparently the Royal Palace of Hyneria coming from someone named Bishaan. What is really happening there, Bishaan? It is this damned war. The Scarrans have already taken our outer territories. Millions are dead. You are a direct descendent of the royal lineage. If our people will unite under anyone, it will be under you. Cousin Rygel, you are welcome to return to Hyneria. You must returnl If Bishaan thinks I'll return to a shared throne, he is beyond diluted. Ow! You're not going anywhere. You rest. Some mother you're going to make. Ship-wide announcement for our new guests. Prepare for starburst, people. - Chiana, Chiana! - In here. Blessed Eidelon, may I enter the room and... Enough! What is it exactly about these guys that makes you so faasbotten? Are you serious? The Eidelons are remarkable negotiators. The Scarrans aren't gonna be reasoned with. But they will if... If what? Frell... - Is he propositioning me? - No. That's a very special gland. Smart. - In a weird place. - It's an antenna to feelings. An inner eye. Am I right, Pikal? Yes. And our history leads us to believe substantially more. It gets bigger? Not that we know. However, it vibrates. We used to be able to create an energy field that had a calming effect on individuals, allowing them to see reason. Yeah, but your little, limp thing. It can't do the trick anymore. Unfortunately not. We've really gotta get married. Now. She has a good strong kick. Perhaps to remind you that you're needed on the command deck. There is nothing to be done at the moment. You know the situation. Situations change. We are outnumbered, out-gunned, and our populace has grown averse to hardship. What are you trying to say? More to the point, what are you not saying? We have now lost every single battle since the start of the war. I seek your opinion on a truce. The Scarrans will accept no truce. Only surrender. A surrender then. When all is lost... only. What are the signs, my dear Grayza, that all is lost? A military leader who broaches surrender. Crichton has departed the water planet. My contact has provided approximate coordinates to his destination. Fearful flight or purposeful journey? He seeks the means to end this conflict. - Wormhole weapon. - Unknown. Though he does now have a traveling companion. - Scorpius. - How well do they guard Crichton? The Leviathan travels unescorted. Though Peacekeepers now protect the water planet, they have left. Order the remainder of our battle contingent to engage the enemy there. Defeat them. Then subdue the inhabitants. And this Decimator? To follow Crichton, and settle old scores. Any good vibes from the Eidelons yet? Caa'ta is suspicious. Imagine finding out your 12,000-cycle old relatives are still alive. I once thought my Aunt Ruth was dead. You can't believe the stuff we found in her closet. - Do you think they can do it? - I don't know. Think the Eidelons can stop this war? If they can't, we get to find another galaxy to live in. John, between you and me. - Lf this doesn't work, can you... - No, I can't. Ohhh, by Hedsmana's sight, why me? You're a Dominar. It has to count for something. Carry their baby. Marry them off. What next? Let them move in? What? Forget about it. This is all wrong. Stop! You are ruining my wedding. Honey? - What? - You're pointing a gun at the baby. I've traveled with the two of you for quite a while now. Known you since you first met. Over the cycles, there were times when it looked like you were gonna kill each other. Other times we couldn't have got you off each other with a fire ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Иван Грозный: Боярский заговор на английском - текст Вельд на английском - текст Сумерки - Новолуние на английском - текст ...Три синих-синих озера малинового цвета... на английском - текст Константин на английском |