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DATUM: SRIJEDA, 2014-11-12, 22:44:52 | PORUKA # 1 |
POSTOVA: 961
STATUS: OFFLINE
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island |
“THEY’RE CLOSING THE GAP, MA’AM!” BERNELLI whispered hoarsely. It was as though louder noise would somehow shatter a fragile moment and bring the slowly approaching Zerg crashing down on them.“Well, ma’am, if you’re about to be eaten by the Zerg, I certainly recommend being unconscious first.”Breanne stepped into the lock, followed by the private. Both were swallowed at once by the dark corridor, their outlines etched against the deepening red of the compound clearing beyond. Just as quickly both figures stepped back into the light as they left the confines of the lock.
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Alpha Squadron had left Korhal, the emperor's new capital planet, which had been damaged by Confederacy vengeance many years before. But Arcturus Mengsk had had the last laugh . . . and General Duke still had his military command. Nothing else mattered much to the general.
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But Tafoya grabbed her attention. Carlos Tafoya, the label said. The gubernatorial candidate. What would he have hired Fenton for? Her fingers twitched at the edge of the folder.The witch came in close, holding her hand out for the cookie. Her husky voice came out in a ragged whisper. “The signs . . . will fall into place . . . Give them heed. The evil ones must pay but the seekers are in danger.”
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Many alien scouts in the vicinity were also wiped out, but Octavia had seen by now that the invading forces considered each individual creature to be completely expendable.
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paused. He knew that Miss Watkin and her sister were talking to friends,
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The alley behind her new shop was quiet and she parked the Silverado beside her new back door. Ivan Petrenko’s vehicle sat behind the bookstore. While it was comforting to know that there were others nearby, she hoped to avoid any interruptions to her evening’s work. She reached across the passenger seat for her fast-food sack and the mid-weight jacket she’d shed as the day warmed up. And under the jacket, her secret weapon.“I’m a lot better at baking now,” Jen assured her. “But Kelly says that’s not what you need at the moment?”Sam glanced up to see about two dozen little bushes. “I think so. We’ll probably only use eighteen or twenty of them, but it’s always good to have extras in case of breakage.”
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