"Barbara Karmazin - Blackbird 1 - Down Came a Blackbird" - читать интересную книгу автора (Karmazin Barbara)

Indio's movements were slow and deliberate as he climbed down the ladder to the emergency exit
airlock. Figuring out how to balance the wings as she climbed down required total concentration. Energy
flashes crackled through her with every move.

Climbing down without snagging her wings took all her concentration. Kyle and Dushawn followed
her.Indio reached up, activated the controls and sealed the door above their heads. He positioned them
around the exterior airlock at their feet.

The lock irised open. Air hissed out as a cloud of ice crystals into vacuum outside. Everyone's suits
inflated automatically, compensating for the pressure differential. Cait remembered to fold her wings, then
slowly climbed outside and clung like a leech to the handholds spaced around the opening.

It felt like she was hanging onto the edge of a vast carousel trying to fling her off into the void. A
multitude of stars sailed past. The moon swung by. A few minutes later, the sun swirled into view and
scorched her with the brilliant roar of its wild energy fields. The skinsuit reacted to the blood rushing
away from her head and tightened around her arms and legs. Swallowing the sudden nausea that welled
up in her throat, she looked sideways and watchedIndio tuck his feet under himself, then walk toward
her. The vibration of his boot magnets resonated through her insulated gloves.

When he reached for her, she activated her boot magnets and let him pull her to a standing position. She
straightened up too fast and collided with him. Rock steady, he held on and waited for her to catch her
balance. There they were, hanging upside down like a pair of bats. He put his helmet against hers. тАЬEasy
now,тАЭ he said. тАЬYou forgot to switch your commlink on.тАЭ

тАЬGoddess!тАЭ She looked for the switch.

тАЬDown below your chin on your right side,тАЭ he said. тАЬYou tap the green one once with your chin for a
local and twice for the emergency channel. The red one shuts it down again.тАЭ

тАЬOkay...тАЭ Cait blurted out, тАЬYour voice, why does it sound the way it does?тАЭ Hot mortification flooded
her cheeks.Why did I ask him that? It's none of my business.

Indio's gloved hands tightened on her arms. тАЬAn old injury,тАЭ he said finally. He released her, then turned
to Kyle and Dushawn. They were clinging to the other side of the airlock.

Cait switched her comm on and stopped watching them while she sorted out the different
electromagnetic and radiant energy flows superimposed on her visor. Moonlight splashed around her and
eddied into a whirlpool. The solid wind of sunlight crashed over the edges of the station and sucked the
moonlight into a massive current swooping through the dark void of space. Earthshine flooded the sky.

Space Station Sanctuary, or Heaven Help Us, as the long term residents called it, looked like a giant
top. Around the spindle's base, riding on mag-lev rails, was the vast LazySusan upon which the station
rotated. Freight elevators raced up and down the spokes delivering cargo and passengers to the rim.

East of the sun and west of the moon was one of the more poetic descriptions of La Grange Point #5.
She wondered how the person who wrote that old fairy tale managed to describe this exact location so
accurately. Was it just a coincidence?
 A wave of nausea slammed into Cait from Dushawn. She turned and watched Dushawn sway while he
adjusted to the centrifugal and centripetal forces pushing and pulling at him. Bad enough she had to fight