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DATUM: SRIJEDA, 2014-11-12, 23:14:18 | PORUKA # 1 |
POSTOVA: 961
STATUS: OFFLINE
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island |
Philip could not get Miss Wilkinson's story out of his head. It was clearHe had thought of doctoring among other things, chiefly because it was an"Don't you know that if you put an electric blue in the window it'll kill
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Octavia felt despair overwhelm her terror. What chance did they possibly have? She had brought a pellet blaster from home, which she fired again and again. At first she took a grim pride in watching the creatures she slaughtered, but then there was no time even to pay attention. She blazed out pellets until she exhausted her stockpile of ammunition. Many of the other colonists had also run dry of shotpacks for their projectile weapons or battery cartridges for their pulse pistols.Behind her, the infested prospector stood as if in despair, his unnatural limbs thrashing, his human face wailing with grief for his dead dog.Koronis remained grim, and Judicator Amdor turned to him, eyes blazing. “They must have responded to the signal as well! Executor, we must not lose possession of this Xel'Naga artifact. The Protoss will
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That meant danger to a private no matter how you cut it. Avoidance of an officer is the first thing a private learns—especially in casual conversation. Thelast private he could remember being too familiar with his squad leader ended up with a hole where his head had been.The mindless mob pushed him farther into the ship.“What do I do, Lieutenant?” Ardo repeated, his voice shaking with an anger that was welling up from deep within him. “Give me anorder,Lieutenant! Tell me what todo, Lieutenant! How do Ifix this for you, Lieutenant!”
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When Beau walked in the front door, Jen went into a fluster, as always happened when that six and a half feet of lean, hunky guy in uniform spoke to her. Sam couldn’t believe it was already after ten; it seemed almost impossible that she’d awakened him after dreaming about Elena. Most of the coffee-and-croissant crowd had already come and gone.“So . . . where does that leave us with the house? I need to get the place cleared and ready for sale pretty quickly.”
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The multipurpose robo-harvester, the most important piece of equipment any of the colonists owned, was capable of bulldozing, tilling, destroying boulders, planting, and harvesting crops. Some of the big machines had rock-crusher attachments, others had flamethrowers. The vehicles were also practical for traversing ten- to twenty-klick distances over rough terrain.Goaded by the fanatical Judicator's challenging look, Executor Koronis had no choice but to agree.
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He started to make an excuse but she’d placed her hand around his elbow making it awkward for him to brush her off. They walked a few steps, looking to anyone who might observe, like two old friends taking a stroll.
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