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Re:《Twilight 暮光之城Ⅰ——暮色》 (中英文对照·完结)
第十八章 猎杀
他们一个接一个地出现在密林边缘,分散着走在十几米的范围之内。第一个出现的男子立刻退了回去,让另一个男子走在前头,自己则紧跟着那个高大的黑发的男子。从某种程度上说,这一举动彰显着后者才是这一群人的头领。第三个是一个女性,隔着这么远的距离,我只能看见她那一头惊人的带着红影的长发。
他们紧紧地聚拢在一起,然后才警惕地继续朝着爱德华的家人走去,表现出一群结伴而行的掠食者在遭遇一群更庞大的陌生同类时的本能反应。
当他们走近的时候,我看出了他们和卡伦一家的不同之处。他们走路像猫一样,是一种似乎随时都准备着变化身形蜷下身来的步法。他们的穿着是寻常的徒步旅行者的打扮:都穿着牛仔裤和没系扣子的厚重的防水面料的恤衫。但是,他们的衣物都很破旧,而且他们都打着赤脚。男人们都理着平头,但那个女人鲜亮的橙色头发里粘满了树叶和碎树枝。
他们锐利的眼睛仔细地打量着姿势更为优美文雅的卡莱尔,艾美特和贾斯帕小心提防着走到卡莱尔的两侧,与他们会合。在没有任何交流的情况下,他们都站直了身子,换成一种更为警惕的,直立的防御姿态。
站在前头的那个男人显然是他们之中最美丽的,在那种典型的苍白的色调之下,他的肌肤是橄榄色的,他的头发乌黑发亮。他体格中等,当然,肌肉很发达,但跟艾美特的肌肉群相比简直是小巫见大巫。他轻松地笑着,隐约露出雪白的牙齿。
那个女人看上去更野蛮些,她的眼睛不停地打量着直视着她的男人们,还有环绕在我身旁的松散的人墙。她乱糟糟的头发在微风中轻轻颤动着。她的姿势显然就像猫科动物那样。第二个男人徘徊在他们身后,很不引人注目,他的体格比领头的人更纤细些,他浅棕色的头发和平板的五官都乏善可陈,他的目光僵直着,但不知怎地他的眼神看上去最为警觉。
他们的眼睛也不一样。不是我原先想到的金色或是黑色,而是一种深深的勃艮第葡萄酒的颜色,看上去既暴躁又凶恶。
那个黑发男子依然微笑着,向卡莱尔走去。
“我们觉得,我们听见了打球赛的声音。”他用一种放松的口吻说道,带着极淡的法国口音。“我是劳伦,他们是维多利亚和詹姆斯。”他指了指他身后的两个吸血鬼。
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18. THE HUNT
They emerged one by one from the forest edge, ranging a dozen meters
apart. The first male into the clearing fell back immediately, allowing
the other male to take the front, orienting himself around the tall,
dark-haired man in a manner that clearly displayed who led the pack. The
third was a woman; from this distance, all I could see of her was that
her hair was a startling shade of red.
They closed ranks before they continued cautiously toward Edward's
family, exhibiting the natural respect of a troop of predators as it
encounters a larger, unfamiliar group of its own kind.
As they approached, I could see how different they were from the Cullens.
Their walk was catlike, a gait that seemed constantly on the edge of
shifting into a crouch. They dressed in the ordinary gear of backpackers:
jeans and casual button-down shirts in heavy, weatherproof fabrics. The
clothes were frayed, though, with wear, and they were barefoot. Both men
had cropped hair, but the woman's brilliant orange hair was filled with
leaves and debris from the woods.
Their sharp eyes carefully took in the more polished, urbane stance of
Carlisle, who, flanked by Emmett and Jasper, stepped guardedly forward to
meet them. Without any seeming communication between them, they each
straightened into a more casual, erect bearing.
The man in front was easily the most beautiful, his skin olive-toned
beneath the typical pallor, his hair a glossy black. He was of a medium
build, hard-muscled, of course, but nothing next to Emmett's brawn. He
smiled an easy smile, exposing a flash of gleaming white teeth.
The woman was wilder, her eyes shifting restlessly between the men facing
her, and the loose grouping around me, her chaotic hair quivering in the
slight breeze. Her posture was distinctly feline. The second male hovered
unobtrusively behind them, slighter than the leader, his light brown hair
and regular features both nondescript. His eyes, though completely still,
somehow seemed the most vigilant.
Their eyes were different, too. Not the gold or black I had come to
expect, but a deep burgundy color that was disturbing and sinister.
The dark-haired man, still smiling, stepped toward Carlisle.
"We thought we heard a game," he said in a relaxed voice with the
slightest of French accents. "I'm Laurent, these are Victoria and James."
He gestured to the vampires beside him.
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