"Richard Hatch - Battlestar Galactica 02 - Warhawk" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hatch Richard)Caprica."
"Yet you are here by choice, to escape the CylonsтАж" Apollo had countered. "That was nearly twenty yahren ago," Gar'Tokk growled. "We were offered an escape and we took it. Now we wish to determine our own future. And we will. Humans are lesser creatures. You have no right to hold us." Of course, in Apollo's mind was the knowledge that the Nomen could be vicious killers when they set their mind to it. At best, they were uncooperative and flagrant in their disregard for law and authority. But Gar'Tokk's words had the ring of truth to them. This bothered Apollo. The Nomen ought to pay for what they'd done, but he had to wonder if those events would have taken place had they been given their sovereignty long ago. Still, there had to be some kind of justice. "You were citizens of the fleetтАФor at the very least its guestsтАФ when you committed the crimes we are holding you for. We have every right. And as far as lesser creatures, well, you are our captives, aren't you?" Apollo had asked. He hadn't meant to taunt, only to reason. But he saw the immediate brow had creased in anger, leathery lips drawing back to reveal sharp fangs. The matted hair on Gar'Tokk's head seemed to stand up a bit. "I challenge you, then," Gar'Tokk had said. "In the arena. You and I in a battle for the right to control the destiny of the Nomen. We will see who is the superior race." Apollo had raised his eyebrows and stared at Gar'Tokk for several seconds. The offer had stunned him. Though Gar'Tokk was obviously certain he would winтАФand after all, he was far more vicious and powerful than ApolloтАФwhat he had suggested was extraordinary. For, if Apollo should win, the Nomen's code of honor would demand that they become nothing less than model citizens of the fleet. Conversely, however, if he declined Gar'Tokk's challenge it would be the gravest of insults, only compounding his words of moments ago, which Gar'Tokk had already taken as insult. The Nomen would go berserk. Apollo had once seen a Noman in a rage over a breach of honor. Though he had been completely outnumbered, and the only result would be his death, the Noman had attacked in a frenzy. Honor was more important to the Nomen than life itself. "What else can I do?" Apollo repeated. |
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