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DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 07:17:43 | PORUKA # 1 |
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LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island |
attention; but his frilled shirt, his velvet collar, and oddly-cut satin'"I see a man sweeping the ground," he said.
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speaking to any other man in the shop, and when he was jealous he seemednoisy and hilarious.
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If a weapon could have a destiny, that is.The Wraith pilots attempted to cloak, but remained vulnerable when a Protoss Observer exposed them again, stripping away their invisibility. The human pilots had no choice but to fire all their Gemini missiles in a last-ditch attempt to drive off the alien attackers, but streaking Protoss Interceptors defended their ships. Without mercy, the alien fleet destroyed the five Wraiths and moved into position, ready to open fire again as soon as the stasis field wore off. . . .Lars happily continued his explorations, poking his head into the smaller openings and then finally walking into a large, curving orifice that led deeper into the structure.
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be upon us before we get back.'will and by imagination, for these are the great weapons of the magician,
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and it softened exquisitely the noble lines of the buildings. He crossed
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Breanne rolled her eyes at this and stepped away, seething. “Littlefield, can you believe this?Thisis the new Marine! Neural resocialization! Cookie-cutter soldiers! Press them out of the resoc tanks like so many gingerbread men, wind ’em up and send ’em off to die!”But he was never alone, especially now. The ghosts in his mind continued to torment him. The thought of sitting down and waiting for Littlefield to come back was torment. He needed something else to think about, something else to occupy his mind than the black idle thoughts that were always a moment away from overwhelming him.“Control, this isVixenholding at Ta-shua. What’s the delay? I’ve got to see the base commander and . . .”
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