60, WG31, F27, E58 / NG29, M31, MF2, D2, B1, C0, NA1

Diane Duane, Dark Mirror

Wenn ich Duanes Star Trek-Romane wiederlese, muss fast immer auch dieser ran. Mich beeindruckt immer wieder, wie sparsam und gleichzeitig so genau ihre Charakterisierungen sind, hier besonders Picard und Deanna Troi, und der Alien-Delfin Hwii vor allem ist immer wieder gut. Auch so ein Buch zum immer-wiederlesen.

Und der Humor ist immer wieder herrlich.

Geordi smiled at her. "Now I understand why Commander Riker's been following you around."
She blushed, and he saw the bloom of infrared quite clearly and refused to comment.
"Oh yeah?" she said quite coolly.
"Yeah. Because you like to manage... but you make it look nurturing." He grinned, and slowly, she did, too.
"What do you mean 'look nurturing'? I nurture just fine."
"Yeah," Geordi said innocently. "I heard you with the warp engines last week. 'Is Mummy's naughty little antimatter generator having a tummyache in its matter inlet conditioner? Now, now, have a nice stream of deuterium and everything will be -'"
Eileen clouted Geordi upside the head, not hard enough to unseat his visor, but hard enough to make him see stars that weren't the usual ones. "When I was finished," Eileen inquired sweetly, "did it work?"
"Absolutely it worked, would it have dared not to?" Geordi said, enthusiastic, and half-choked with laughter.

(Diane Duane, Dark Mirror, 1991)