"FWLS56" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

I was never sure why, but I picked that moment to take my
test.

*

Vaulting down from twenty feet and landing on someone is
very painful (another sign of my possible humanity), but it broke
my fall enough not to kill me. The third guy collapsed under my
weight, screaming in pain as a limb or two snapped. I quickly
rolled and slid both spatulas under him, tossing him out into the
street. A bus came by; the rest should be obvious.

The other two were just getting up, wondering why they
weren't winning this fight. They were easily thrown against the
walls... I barely had to think about it. One moment they were
there, another they were slumped at the base of a wall and a
dumpster. End of fight.

I slid the spatulas back into their felt holders, and
quickly darted to the girl's side, where she was trying to pull
the knife out with considerable effort.

"Are you hurt?" I asked.

"Not really," she said. "Well, a little. Luckily it didn't
hit anything important, but this arm won't be very responsive for
a week, what with the rain getting in it. Could you please pull
that out?" she asked, tapping the knife embedded in her shoulder.

I nodded, and pulled the knife out, a snapped wire yanking
out with it. The girl nodded thanks and turned around.

She seemed harmless enough... not the type that could knock
two criminals silly with an umbrella. She had shoulder length
red hair, the kind that almost looks like a solid plastic piece
until the person moves. She wore a tattered blue MACROWARE
jacket over her sundress, and a pair of matching blue glasses
perked on the end of her nose, which she promptly pushed back up.

"Thanks," she said. "C'atel just isn't the safe place it
used to be, I guess, with those F.A.ST. jerks running around.
Where'd my umbrella go?"

"But you took a sharp in your shoulder," I said, pointing to
the rip in her dress. "Why don't you bleed?"

"Android," she said, grabbing her umbrella and opening it.
"I ought to introduce myself... my name's Help."

"Sarah Ann," I said. "I... I haven't really had much