||DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 06:46:14 | PORUKA # 1|
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island
|Truthfully, her heart was nowhere near Hickory Lane.вЂњI just brewed a new pot. ItвЂ™s that time of afternoon when a lot of people want a little break.вЂќ |
“I assume you are in charge of this post, Sergeant, or someone else would have greeted us by now.”
He knew better than to rally his Marines by making gruff and patriotic speeches in a misguided attempt to fire them up enough to put their lives on the line for Arcturus Mengsk. The general himself wasn't entirely comfortable with the politics of the situation, but he tried not to dwell on it too much. He knew the appropriate carrot to dangle when he wanted to inspire his troops to give him their personal best.One way or another, the artifact will be gone from your planet within a few days, Xerana said.Until that time comes, we must both do our best to keep our people safe.With that, the Dark Templar turned and vanished from sight. She just . . . winked out of view.Octavia paced anxiously outside the communications turret that stood at an intersection across from the plaza at the center of the village. The comm system was like the antique Missile Turret at the center of the plaza in that no one knew if the equipment still worked. It had not been used for long-range communication in dozens of years, only for contacting outlying farms and settlements during emergency situations.
Had she spoken aloud? She glanced at Beau and saw that he seemed just as bewildered by the comment as she.
вЂњYou needed the rest. So. I need to hear about this final conversation between you and Elena Tafoya. Is it something that needs to be done at my office, with a stenographer and all?вЂќвЂњElenaвЂ”I think you met her last night. Pretty blond, wearing a turquoise silk blouse . . . the wife of Carlos Tafoya. They just said that sheвЂ™s died.вЂќ
go to all of them. Stroeve accompanied me unwillingly.