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DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 02:36:56 | PORUKA # 1 |
POSTOVA: 961
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LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island |
Breanne spun back toward the map table. “Where? Where is it?”
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Once she got a look at the approaching Zerg in the first rays of sunlight, heard the humming, clacking rumble of the hordes, and saw the clouds of dust they churned up while marching across the flattened agricultural plains, Octavia knew that their situation had become desperate indeed.
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like a perfect idiot. But Margaret knew that, if her friend chaffed him,
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Ardo turned quickly toward the sound. It was Littlefield.The woman tipped her cup again in thanks. “Okay, Ardo. It’s nice to meet you. So . . . tell me. How is it that you fine Marines came to rescue my sorry soul?”As they rose, Ardo tried to get a better look at the woman. The massive tangle of her long, filthy hair was his first and strongest impression. Her face was turned away from him, toward Cutter’s chest. She wore the ubiquitous jumpsuit of a colonist worker, probably a worker in the engineering or waterfarm projects out in Oasis. The sole of one of her boots was partially torn away from the top leather. It struck him as an odd thing, considering everything else that must have happened to her companions down in that outpost town.
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"Why don't you go away for a bit?"oxalic acid on the table."attempt to try to live only for yourself and by yourself.
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Ardo nodded slightly. “A little.”Merdith, the color drained from her face, ranaround the wreckage in the center of the room. She joined Ardo on the far side but could not bring herself to look.
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