Robotech: The Masters Saga: The Southern Cross: Vol 7-9 by Jack McKinney

Author:Jack McKinney [McKinney, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Science Fiction & Fantasy, Science Fiction
ISBN: 9780307761682
Amazon: B004FGMD00
Publisher: Del Rey
Published: 2010-12-22T06:00:00+00:00

DANA LEFT THE WINDOWS OF HER ROOM OPEN THAT NIGHT, hoping that starlight and those redolent aromas would provide some soporific enchantment and ease her into sleep. But instead the light cast menacing shadows on the wall and the smells and sounds drove her to distraction. She tossed and turned for most of the night and just before sunrise lapsed into a fitful sleep plagued by nightmares that featured none other than the red Bioroid pilot. As a result she slept late. Upon awakening, still half in the grip of the night’s fear and terror, she literally ran to the compound’s battle simulator, where she chose land-based Bioroid combat scenario one-D-one-niner, and exorcised her demons by annihilating a holographic image of the crimson pilot, setting a new high score on the mecha-sized machine.

Entering her initials to the software package, however, was not prize enough to stabilize the circular pattern of her thoughts, and she carried a mixture of anger and bafflement with her for the rest of the day.

Sunset found her wandering into the 15th’s ready-room, where Bowie was at the piano, vamping on the atonal progression of half-notes he had heard in Musica’s harp chamber and finally been able to recall (and score). Angelo, Louie, Xavez, and Marino were lounging about.

“It’s good to hear you playing again,” Dana complimented him. She tried to hum the curious melody. “What is that?”

“It’s as close as I can get to Musica’s harp,” he told her, right hand running through the modulating riff again. Bowie put both hands to it now, improvizing an enhancement. “What kind of people can create music like this and still find it in their hearts to kill?”

“Don’t confuse the people with their leaders,” Dana started to say as Sean burst into the room. He made a beeline for her and was out-of-breath when he spoke.

“Lieutenant, you’re not gonna believe this, but do I have a piece of news!”

“Out with it,” she said, without a clue.

“I did some investigating and found out who the GMP have stashed away on the ninth floor of the medical center. It’s a captured Bioroid pilot—a red Bioroid pilot.”

Dana’s mouth fell open. “Did you see him?”

Sean shook his head. “They’ve got him under pretty tight security.”

“How did you find this out, Sean?” Bowie asked from the piano stool.

Sean touched his forefinger to his nose. “Well, my friend, let’s just say that it pays to make friends with a cute nurse now and again….”

Dana made an impatient gesture. “Do you think it’s him, Sean—Zor, the one we saw in the fortress?”

“Don’t know,” he confessed.

“I’ve got to see him,” she said, beginning to pace.

“Those Gimps might have some different ideas about that,” Sean said to her back.

“I don’t care about them,” Dana spat. “I’ve got some questions to ask, and that Bioroid pilot’s the only one capable of answering them!”

“Yeah, but you’ll never get to see him,” Louie Nichols chimed in.

Angelo had also picked up on the conversation. “I don’t know what you’ve got in mind, Lieutenant, but I don’t think it’s a good idea to stick our noses where they don’t belong.

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