"Nicola Griffith - Ammonite" - читать интересную книгу автора (Griffith Nicola)

тАЬVery well.тАЭ HiamтАЩs voice was suddenly more measured, formal. тАЬIтАЩm obliged to
remind you that the vaccine FN-17 now offered is still considered experimental. I
also remind you that once you have taken it and once you step beyond this airlock,
you will under no circumstances be allowed back into Section A: nor, whether or not
you proceed as planned to GrenchstomтАЩs Planet, will you be allowed to enter any
other uncontaminated Company installation until you have undergone extensive
decontamination procedures.тАЭ She sounded as though she was reading from a
screen prompt. тАЬThese procedures consist ofтАФтАЭ
тАЬI know what they consist of,тАЭ Marghe said. She pulled on gauntlets, closed her
wrist seals. Was it her imagination or did the air coming from the lock smell
different?
тАЬThis is a taped record, Marghe. Let me finish. These procedures consist of:
isolation; the removal of all subjectтАЩs blood, marrow, lymph and intestinal flora and
fauna and its replacement with normal healthy tissues; reimmunization of subject with
all bacterial and viral agents commonly found in Earth-normal human population;
prior to return to home planet, further isolation at a location to be decided upon to
determine the efficacy of said reimmunization. Do you understand these
procedures?тАЭ
тАЬYes.тАЭ The lock was small but, unlike the rest of what she had seen so far of
Estrade, blessedly uncluttered.
 тАЬFurther, I remind you that although FN-17 is a development of the Durallium
Company, the Company in no way holds itself responsible for any adverse effects
that may result from its use.
тАЬNor, though you are to be offered the utmost cooperation aboard Estrade and
on GrenchstomтАЩs Planet, are you to be considered an employee of said Company
liable to the financial restitution available to indentured personnel. Is this clear?тАЭ
тАЬYes.тАЭ She closed her neck seal, hefted her helmet. тАЬThatтАЩs everything?тАЭ
тАЬYes.тАЭ
тАЬWill you help me with this?тАЭ She should have put the helmet on first; the
gauntlets made her clumsy.
When the helmet and shoulder ring clicked together, the suit air hissed on. It
tasted hard and flat, not like the warm, re-breathed air of the orbital station. She
tongued on the broadcast communications. тАЬCan you hear me?тАЭ
тАЬI hear you.тАЭ Hiam checked a workstation screen. тАЬYouтАЩre reading well enough.тАЭ
She looked up. тАЬYou?тАЭ
тАЬLoud and clear.тАЭ Through the audio pickups Hiam sounded even more remote
and doctorlike. And then the only sound was MargheтАЩs own breathing and the faint
hiss of the forced air. Blue and purple readouts flickered in the lower left of her
vision. Everything worked perfectly. There was nothing else to wait for.
Marghe stepped over the sill. Her boots clumped and echoed in the bare
chamber, and her breath sounded loud. She touched the amber light on the control
panel; the door slid shut. Hiam, arms folded, was visible through the small
observation window.
Marghe studied the variety of lights, then tapped out a command sequence. A
display flared red: VACUUM. Her helmet pickups were full of a hard hissing, and
readouts flickered, then steadied, showing zero pressure, zero oxygen. When she
moved, she felt vibration through her boots but heard nothing.
The wall display changed: AIRLOCK SYSTEMS ROUTED TO ESTRADE
MAIN CONTROL PRIOR TO DECONTAMINATION PROCEDURES. TO
PROCEED, INPUT SEQUENCE. Another last-minute reminder: once she started