"Leo Frankowski - Stargard 2 - High-Tech Knight" - читать интересную книгу автора (Frankowski Leo)

INFO REQUEST PERSONNEL RECORD. HISTORICAL CORPS WORKER NO....

"Hey. What's your number?" She told him, he loaded it and started reading. "Hmmm... born in North
America, 62,218 B.C.... approved for child rearing; eleven children... at forty-five, attended Museum
University 62,219 B.C. to 62,192 B.C.... doctorates in medicine, Slavic languages, psychology, and
Greek literature... accepted into the Historical Corps... assigned to Periclean Athens, forty-one-year tour
of duty. Performance unsatisfactory..."

"That wasn't fair!" she said.

"Fair? What's fair? If you want to talk about 'fair,' go talk to one of our protos after her kid's been eaten
by a leopard!" he snapped. "... Returned to university and obtained a doctorate in ancient Egyptian
languages... turned down on four assignment requests, ninth through thirteenth dynasties... assigned
twentieth-century Poland... caused a situation which resulted in unauthorized transport of local citizen to
the thirteenth century. Involuntarily assigned to anthropological section as disciplinary action..."

"The bastards! Turning my station into a penal colony!"

"But all I did was leave a door open!"

"We'll see what you did." He backspaced a few lines and requested an information expansion. "Good
Lord! You're her! They used to tell stories about you in school. You're the worst screw-up in our history!
You're the one who sent the owner's own cousin back to the Polish Middle Ages, ten years before the
Mongol invasions, when the guy didn't even know that time travel existed. They couldn't bring him back
because he wasn't discovered there until the invasion was actually on. The owner himself found his own
cousin on the battle lines, so they had to leave the guy there for the ten years or violate causality. When
you make a mess, lady, you don't kid around!"

"But all I did was to forget to close a door!"

"You screw up here and I'll feed you to the leopards." He pulled up four more files and scanned them.
"Well, if it's any consolation, your last boss was punished for failing to brief you properly. He'll be here
in fifty years as my replacement and you get to break him in."

"I think I'll just quit and go back to North America."

"Fine. You'll get your chance to do that in a hundred years, subjective."

"But-"

"Lady, this far back we get one canister every fifty years. The last one just left and the next one is taking
me out of this flea-bitten pest hole."

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"So cheer up, kid, and make the best of it. Hungry? Come on, I'll show you where there's a good rotten