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Nimandante

Но ведь вам тогда, по логике вещей, придется и "Темный Улей" читать. Подумайте, надо ли кому такое счастье. А потом подумайте еще раз.

если я выдержал "Хрустальную звезду", "Детей джедаев"

Илан, если я выдержал "Хрустальную звезду", "Детей джедаев" и всю (!) серию "Галактика страха", то мне уже никакой "Темный улей" не страшен.

А Young Jedi Knights? Мне чот казалось ты уже Fate of the Jedi читаешь.

В Наследии Тетка конечно много описывает мандо, но топовые форсы у нее по прежнему топовые. Расслабьтесь.

I can't leave Tahiri.
But I might not get out of here alive, either.
Caedus was staring into the Mandalorian's face now, or at least his helmet. There were no eyes to fix on, just a T-shaped nothing set in a pocked and scarred violet metal visor.
It seemed to go on for minutes, but it could only have been seconds. The man had a tight grip on his ankle. The muzzle of his blaster was in Caedus's belly.
And then the man didn't fire.
Caedus didn't even need a second; a fraction's hesitation was all he needed to get free. It was a trick that had bought him time with Mara, not a full illusion but enough to check someone at the reflex level-the face of a loved one even though they knew the identity of the enemy they were fac-ing.
He had no idea what might stop a Mandalorian.
He opted for Ailyn Vel's face.
"Doesn't suit you, dar'jetii, "said the Mandalorian wearily, and then simply held his blaster to Caedus's kneecap as Tahiri clung to him in the tangle of limbs and weapons. "Ah, Fett, you spoilsport, I have to have some fun..."
He fired into Caedus's leg. Then he just let go.