"MOESTA, KEVIN J. ANDERSON REBECCA - SHADOW ACADEMY" - читать интересную книгу автора (Moesta Rebecca)

Lando's Corusca-mining facility, GemDiver Station, was a symphony of
running lights and transmitting grids surrounded by dozens of automated
defensive satellites. The security satellites homed in on the Lady Luck,
powering up weapons as the ship approached. But when Lando keyed in an
access authorization code, the satellites acknowledged his signal, then
turned back to their robotic perimeter search for intruders and pirates.

"Can't have too much security," he said, "not when you're dealing with
something as valuable as these Corusca gems."

Lobot, the bald, computer-enhanced human, continued his cool
surveillance of the controls.

Lights on the mechanical apparatus implanted on the back of Lobot's
skull flashed and blinked as he studied the guidance grid and compass.
Piloting smoothly, Lobot brought the Lady Luck into the main docking bay
on GemDiver Station.

"I'm glad Luke let you come up here," Lando said, glancing back at
Jacen, Jaina, and Lowie.

"You can't learn everything about the universe just by sitting in the
jungle and lifting rocks off the ground with your mind." He flashed a
grin. "You need to broaden your horizons-learn about the way commerce
works in the New Republic. That'll give you some useful knowledge, in
case your lightsabers ever fail."

"We don't have lightsabers yet," Jacen said dejectedly.

"Then you might as well learn something useful in the meantime," Lando
answered. Seeing Jacen's frustration, he added, "You know, your uncle
Luke is concerned about your safety. He can be pretty cautious, but I
trust his judgment. Don't worry, you'll get that lightsaber eventually.
I bet if you just relax and stop thinking about it, you'll be practicing
with a lightsaber before you know it." That said, he helped Lobot finish
the landing check as the Lady Luck settled down in the empty bay.

Stepping out of the ship, Lando beamed and showed off his station,
making enthusiastic gestures. With Lobot trailing silently behind, Lando
led the three young Jedi Knights to a transparisteel viewing window that
looked out at the tempestuous orangish soup of the gas giant.

Jacen pressed close to the broad window, peering down at the knotted
ston-n systems that chained through the clouds. From this distance Yavin
looked deceptively gentle in pastel yellows and whites and oranges. But
he knew that even in the upper atmosphere, the winds had crushing
strength, and the pressure farther down was enough to squash a ship down
to a fistful of atoms.

Beside him, Jaina studied the weather patterns analytically. Lowie stood