malmsey: переводы

→“I need no Force to bring you down, brother,” she says, smiling. She is trying to lighten the mood, appealing to their close bond. But his eyes are filled with anger.

→She ducks beneath Dal’s kick, slides past him as he spins and lashes out with his fist, trips him, stomps on his ankle, then drops astride him with one fist raised, ready to hammer down on his face.

→She tumbles, sliding across the stone floor and bruising her back, hips, elbows. She uses the Force to prevent herself slamming into a wall. Then she stands, and Dal is already charging at her again.

→“No sides here,” Dal says. He leaps toward Lanoree in a clumsy, yet strong Alchaka move, and what happens next plays on her mind for a long time afterward. She lets him strike her down.

→Lanoree avoids fighting with her brother for as long as she can. But soon she finds herself standing side by side with Dal, and, as they swap glances, she sees how much he’s enjoying this.

→The two Masters maintain ultimate control. When a Force punch is thrown with a little too much vigor, Master Tave reaches out and absorbs some of the impact. When a series of overenthusiastic Force shoves thuds along the floor toward the Wookiee, Master Kin’ade snatches them from the air and dispels them with little more than a grunt.

→Someone is coming. Lanoree can sense it, and she feels an approach in the flow of the Force. Moments later a shadow appears in a doorway across the hall. Temple Master Lha-Mi enters, walking confidently toward the students. The two Masters bow slightly, and then Lha-Mi pauses and examines the Journeyers. He spends some time looking them up and down, and when he reaches Lanoree, she can feel the strength of his regard. Sometimes love is not enough, Lha-Mi told her, but today there is no special message. He moves on to Dal, and then after a glance at Masters Tave and Kinade, says one word.

→Even worse, perhaps they believe he did that on purpose.

→“Weapon training,” Dal says. “They see my talents as a warrior and Tave is giving me one-on-one attention.” But she sees that even Dal does not believe that. When the group is being instructed on Force use of weapons, they are keeping him apart. Maybe they’re afraid that he will let loose with a blaster and hurt someone again.

→Master Kin’ade continues to teach Lanoree and the others, but on those occasions when Dal is taken, it is the Temple Master Tave who takes him. In the evenings when Dal chooses to return to their room, Lanoree asks him where he goes and what he does.

→They spend fourteen more days in Stav Kesh, and sometimes Dal is taken away and taught on his own. This worries Lanoree. She wants to remain close to keep an eye on him, and when they are apart she can’t seem to reach him. She tries, but he is blocking her out. Only the weak-minded are always open to a Je’daii’s sensings, and Dal is far from weak-minded. He has had years to learn how to exclude his sister’s gentle probings.

→“Whoa,” Tre breathed beside her, and in that one word Lanoree was certain he had never actually been here. She almost said the same.

→Beyond the room, a short walk to a doorway. And then they were out of the repaired zone and standing on the rise of a hill at the inner edge of the dome, looking out across the vast, filthy, yet wondrous vista of Greenwood Station.

→The air became heavier. The taint of burning grew and a hint of hot metal, and the sweeter smell of something perfumed the air, as if added to distract from the other smells. As they crossed one large, featureless room, Lanoree began to hear the sounds of a city.

→They worked their way through a series of roughly built corridors and halls, all deserted and stinking of disuse. Lanoree remained alert, and was more aware than ever of the comforting weight of the sword beneath her robe.

→“Come on,” she said. “We’re wasting time.”

→Tre smiled in apology and inclined his head.

→She rounded on him. “Then do me a favor, Twi’lek. Let me conduct my business with no more talk of the past.”

→“Only by necessity.”

→“But you’ve done business here.”