January 29, 2016
Live and hidden.
After the revolt of the hospital, local forces have the nerves of the NAA test and trigger-happy. Closer to implementing the plan Claudio require more caution, so we are watching every move furtively studying the enemy to be a reasonable safe distance. I can only imagine that dressing down from the top must fall as a cold shower on the upper elevations. His arrogance - which is ultimately that of the entire NAA - and excessive self-confidence they finally worked for us. I wanted to take their communications equipment to spy on the movements, but Claudio pointed out to me that if you use a GPS on there would be on him in an instant, so all that may have caused our flight is the result of observations and assumptions.
After hiding our means in what seems like a safe haven for now, I have four parties in fact-finding mission. Elizabeth takes care of the girls, Rebecca ended in a silence almost as autistic Valentina avoids the gaze his sister, even if you do not never goes away for more than three steps. I'm fine, really. Elisabeth is not convinced, and even others who look at me as if waiting for some kind of reaction, but it's all right. Yes, I had never shot anyone - well, a healthy one - the first of perspective, but overestimate the impact this may have had on me. After all, when you delete one by one your loved ones - even if Yellow - not much left to kill you, especially after you've shot a motherfucker like him. I mean, I consider them zombies is bullshit, are not dead and we all know very well, so tell us not to accept the reality of things. You easier to shoot something that you think is "already dead" rather than a person who is suffering and that maybe you even loved him, a human being like you. Only much, much more unfortunate, of course. I do not speak of this, I do not know if they would understand, or maybe even if you think they say it, but do not want to admit to himself and with everyone else, so I prefer to keep it to myself, close a door to the curious. Others - particularly Elizabeth - objected that this is the problem I deleted every emotion somewhere deep inside, and the Prospectus do not have that throw the key. Well, in times like these I do not seem much harm, even if it were true. I told them to think girls, if I want to talk to me there's always the blog. However
.
Let's forget these things and think about the practical situation.
Four have located a group NAA, took pictures and made the report for a group meeting, they would approach them for a mission of rescue and recovery. Looking at the pictures I cheered with relief, seeing a chance for us and for their . We need resources and people to continue. Elizabeth and Claudio have discussed all night, fight until we left them alone with some embarrassment. According to her, we are pushing too far with this thing the rebels and is convinced that Claudius does so only to avoid facing the problem girls, preferring to kick his head in his old job rather than looking to his family that he needs him. I'm not even tell you whatever someone has pissed off, told his wife to think about doing the cardiologist and dropping the psychology that those bastards must be stopped and someone must be countered, then slammed the door and I heard nothing of intelligible, only the usual cries, muffled by the walls this time. The next day they were both in a foul mood - even for the lost sleep - and Claudio is shared with his team, but first you did write a message for me, words were: Darmok at Tanagra and Jalade signed Judah. She put in his pocket and told me that somehow he would arrive at their destination.
Now we just have to await developments, remain hidden and have faith in the Quattro.
Funny how the mind works, I think of them and I remember the refrain of Lily , a song by Kate Bush.
After the revolt of the hospital, local forces have the nerves of the NAA test and trigger-happy. Closer to implementing the plan Claudio require more caution, so we are watching every move furtively studying the enemy to be a reasonable safe distance. I can only imagine that dressing down from the top must fall as a cold shower on the upper elevations. His arrogance - which is ultimately that of the entire NAA - and excessive self-confidence they finally worked for us. I wanted to take their communications equipment to spy on the movements, but Claudio pointed out to me that if you use a GPS on there would be on him in an instant, so all that may have caused our flight is the result of observations and assumptions.
After hiding our means in what seems like a safe haven for now, I have four parties in fact-finding mission. Elizabeth takes care of the girls, Rebecca ended in a silence almost as autistic Valentina avoids the gaze his sister, even if you do not never goes away for more than three steps. I'm fine, really. Elisabeth is not convinced, and even others who look at me as if waiting for some kind of reaction, but it's all right. Yes, I had never shot anyone - well, a healthy one - the first of perspective, but overestimate the impact this may have had on me. After all, when you delete one by one your loved ones - even if Yellow - not much left to kill you, especially after you've shot a motherfucker like him. I mean, I consider them zombies is bullshit, are not dead and we all know very well, so tell us not to accept the reality of things. You easier to shoot something that you think is "already dead" rather than a person who is suffering and that maybe you even loved him, a human being like you. Only much, much more unfortunate, of course. I do not speak of this, I do not know if they would understand, or maybe even if you think they say it, but do not want to admit to himself and with everyone else, so I prefer to keep it to myself, close a door to the curious. Others - particularly Elizabeth - objected that this is the problem I deleted every emotion somewhere deep inside, and the Prospectus do not have that throw the key. Well, in times like these I do not seem much harm, even if it were true. I told them to think girls, if I want to talk to me there's always the blog. However
.
Let's forget these things and think about the practical situation.
Four have located a group NAA, took pictures and made the report for a group meeting, they would approach them for a mission of rescue and recovery. Looking at the pictures I cheered with relief, seeing a chance for us and for their . We need resources and people to continue. Elizabeth and Claudio have discussed all night, fight until we left them alone with some embarrassment. According to her, we are pushing too far with this thing the rebels and is convinced that Claudius does so only to avoid facing the problem girls, preferring to kick his head in his old job rather than looking to his family that he needs him. I'm not even tell you whatever someone has pissed off, told his wife to think about doing the cardiologist and dropping the psychology that those bastards must be stopped and someone must be countered, then slammed the door and I heard nothing of intelligible, only the usual cries, muffled by the walls this time. The next day they were both in a foul mood - even for the lost sleep - and Claudio is shared with his team, but first you did write a message for me, words were: Darmok at Tanagra and Jalade signed Judah. She put in his pocket and told me that somehow he would arrive at their destination.
Now we just have to await developments, remain hidden and have faith in the Quattro.
Funny how the mind works, I think of them and I remember the refrain of Lily , a song by Kate Bush.
Gabriel before me Raphael behind me
,
Michael to my right,
Uriel on my left side.
In the circle of fire!
stay alive.
