Mellanox: переводы

→"Our previous ship had to leave Tramanos in something of a hurry," Riij told him, striving to keep his voice casual. The fake ID the Rebellion had provided him was a good one, but if the Imperials decided to dig past it they would undoubtedly come up with his recent connection with the Mos Eisley police on Tatooine. That wasn't a connection he was anxious for them to find. "We needed a ride to Shibric," he continued, "and since Captain Trell was going that way, he was kind enough to offer us passage."

→"Newly hired, are you?"

→"Most interesting. Our records show the Hopskip as having two crew members, not four." His gaze paused on Riij Winward.

→"Well," Captain Niriz said, his voice echoing across the vast emptiness of the hangar deck as he eyed the four beings standing in front of him.

→He keyed for transmission. "This is Haber Trell aboard the Hopskip," he said. "We'd be honored to speak with you, Captain."

→The last word was punctuated by a single gentle shiver running through the deck beneath them as a tractor beam locked on. "Yeah, I'd say it's definitely too late to dump the cargo," Trell sighed. "Let's hope they're just on a fishing expedition."

→"Freighter Hopskip, this is Captain Niriz of the Imperial Star Destroyer Admonitor," a gruff voice boomed from the speaker. "I'd like a word with you aboard my ship, if I may.

→"Straight toward us," Maranne told him. "I suppose it's too late to dump the cargo and try to look innocent."

→If they could escape to lightspeed... but no, the ship was still too close to the planet. "What's their vector?"

→"Terrific," Trell growled, checking the nav computer.

→"Coming up fast behind us."

→"Star Destroyer," she said grimly, activating the weapons section of her board and keying in the power boosters.

→"What?" Trell demanded.

→The proximity-sensor alert began to warble, and she leaned forward to key for a readout. "Sure, this'll pay for the engine upgrades you want; but then you'll want sensor upgrades, and-" She broke off.

→"I've heard that before," Maranne said, sniffing again.

→"If they weren't desperate, they wouldn't be paying so well," Trell pointed out reasonably. "Don't worry, this'll be the last time we have to deal with them."

→"Yeah, well, I don't like hauling for desperate people," Maranne said, shifting the focal point of her scratching to a spot farther down the back of her neck. "They make me nervous."

→"And obviously don't trust us ten centimeters with them," Maranne countered. "They wouldn't be babysitting them like this if they did."

→Ever since that big defeat or whatever it was out in the Yavin system, the Empire's been spitting fire in ъ fifteen directions at once. I've heard that some of the independents hauling Rebellion stuff decided it was safer to take the advance money, dump the cargo, and burn space for better havens."

→Trell shrugged. "Can't say I really blame them for being cautious.