Then her eyes grew sad:

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The clash of metal pipe around him was unbearable! the light in me I did not know what to ears folded position to relieve pain. He held his hands to his sensitive ear canal but it did not help. Celestials outside pipes to beat what could that caused him pain. Tsuety is sometimes twisted into a ball and moaned. He remembered the dream he had when he made his new arrow. In his mind laughing the light in me dancing drunken soldiers and their grinning faces. They laughed at him and end his miserable, unworthy hunter and warrior. Eyes stinging, tear smoke choked, his throat dry coughing and gagging. Trying to make him swoon.
But the commotion did not allow him pain free the darkness of non-being. Noise him always stopped for a moment, then said that the new force directly around the light in me him. Tsuteye the light in me he fully fell panic! Total darkness he did not mind the darkness, and the gloom was used and was not afraid. the light in me Despite losing self-control and panic still climbed one direction. Away from the noise and away from the acrid smoke that still catching up with him. Sharp sand below the knees and palms sharply slashed, but he's oblivious to pain.
And then it hit! Full force rammed his head into obstacles until it thumped him and flashed before my eyes. Then, as if someone had turned the light in me off the arms and legs buckled beneath him. He sprawled at the bottom of the tube and could not move. From the last of his strength stretching out a hand and felt the metal surface. It was smooth, firm and surprisingly the light in me cool. There was no gap. Wept helplessly. Tube here unexpectedly ended and did not result in further!
Grace to return to base after returning straight to his quarters. The arm is swung her breathing mask, the glass was frosted. The laboratory work and had not thought of. On anyone. And tomorrow is probably suited sick. After the amount of alcohol you are going to eat tonight, otherwise it will not work. At the base of alcoholic beverages were banned, there was the paramilitary regime. Unofficially, but turning a blind eye when it disrupt work and safety. The people that helped overcome the separation from home and the harsh local conditions. These people are thought of primarily local soldiers. As elsewhere, where there are more people far away from civilization, there blossomed a small black market in cigarettes, drinking, the light in me porn, navijskými artifacts and similar products. She had some liquid laboratory samples glove from the past on a rainy day. Daly for them to buy scarce things and favors, if not the value of money here. She was receiving to be his favorite brand of cigarettes. the light in me
Therefore, it is in the hallway surprised when her path blocked guard soldier, "Dr. Augustinová, you have to come to the infirmary." "Strange," she thought, "After all, I was only just occurred to me maybe someone does psychoanalysis?" Loud but hard refused: "Today I have the service, please send someone else there!" "That will not do, the soldier asks only for you." "Soldier" "The one who is now nearly drowned in the mine." That Grace intrigued. So nodded and followed the light in me the patrol. Had Colonel her something going again? The sick bay patrol showed her on the bed in the corner and left.
It lay there wounded six other uniforms from recent fighting on the harvester. When he approached the bed, a soldier with a drip in her hands noticed: "You're a doctor Augustinová?" Stupid question. All it here on the base yet well known. "And if I was not?" Replied the question. The soldier smiled sadly and said, "I want to talk to you about what happened to me today. I think you are the only one I'll understand. "Grace originally wanted to get away, but now curiously sat and listened. The soldier told me about his deployment and he got to the underwater adventure. He described how he imprisoned the water flow to the pump, and he thought Navi wants to kill him. He acted only according to the training and instruction manuals for survival. He told her that the natives had cut himself and then launched into the pipe grenade. And yet he had saved his life and took it just for its chocolate.
Grace at the mention of chocolate smile. She recalled one rainy night, when he also got one. The soldier studied her face and watched then asked, "You know, I would like to know what happened to him. I might not be able to apologize to him and thank him. When I reported that I was responsible for the destruction of the last term of the pump, put me out of service until further the light in me notice and nothing will know. Here tarry a day and still go about in jail before the court. Mr. Selfridge allegedly said that my life here is far from irreplaceable value of the pump and even entire tour of duty for not paying him. "Grace grinned," Well that sounds like him, do not take it so seriously. "But the soldier was right, that human life did not last long. More and more new faces coming before they returned to Earth.
Then her eyes grew sad: "They drove him to a pipe and zaplynovali tear gas