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In just a couple of minutes, the air around me in the clearing, to which I moved to participate in the raid, was utterly condensed from the continuous squeak, with which the unfortunate imitator had to replace my very valuable thoughts about what had happened. What occupied me most of all was the assurances of both casual acquaintances that at night we even went to the shower together ... the three of us, and even tightly clinging.I took out an object that interested me from my bag.sepulkilegendary itemUsed for sepulationAnd that's it. Pranksters-developers, boarding them with horseradish in all holes three hundred and thirty-three times, sweaty eaters of fish giblets, their motherfucking cuttlefish! What, am I a pirate or out for a walk?Again, the Phoenixes called me to the raid. In such a raid, in which Anastaria the Great immediately begins to load Mahan Loch with her problems. In a normal, in general, joint raid with Phoenix. Damn me, the Heffalump didn't come! My next taxes
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— Your Majesty! I whispered, resisting the urge to bow my head.“My brother,” said Naathi.Tisha squeezed between him and me, enthusiastically looking at the sky, blazing with a thousand lights. The flute, standing on the other side of me, glanced displeasedly at the princess's still flat tummy, but said nothing.- What are we celebrating? the Emperor asked.“I have become the King of the Sea,” I replied. “Now no one and nothing will be able to resist me at sea."That's a good achievement," he nodded. I hope you use it for good?“Everything I do, I do for good,” I replied."Don't shirk," he said sternly.“At the bottom of the sea, it seems to me, people live,” I explained. I wanted to go down there...“You will represent the Emperor,” he commanded.You have been offered the quest "I Came in Peace"The Emperor has authorized you to be the ambassador of Malabar in the development of new landsWhen concluding a trade agreement, you will receive 0.5% of the trade turnover between the land
Path of the Shaman 53
The tailor, tiring me with his grazing and endless “young man”, forced me to undress to my underwear, drove me onto a cylindrical rotating stand and started measuring, dumbfounded at the moment of measuring the length of the leg, so that he was healthy! With difficulty suppressing the desire to kill the unlucky Achtung, I stoically endured until the end of the procedure, after which, with a sigh of relief, I rushed to get dressed. Aron Moiseevich called Natalya Ilyinichna, who turned out to be a very friendly lady a little younger than me. And so friendly that only my self-issued quest did not allow me to immediately invite Natalya Ilyinichna to meet the next dawn on my terrace. As if in passing, I pulled out her phone number and email address. Backlog, so to speak, for the future. If the date goes as planned, I'll call her today. About eight, I hope.Together they sat down with a catalog in which there were many broad-shouldered men in jackets, tuxedos, frock coats, camisoles, tailco
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Then we ate and talked. We made a couple of circles on the parquet of the hall, which revealed that I may be an excellent Shaman, but here I am a dancer ... Never mind, I will write off everything on hypertrophied dignity. I entertained the girl with tales from a former life, funny and not very funny, told how I got to Barliona. At some point, he remembered about Marina, apologized and typed a message on the communicator"Cezve"I sent this message to an address that started up by itself on one of Tampere's virtual servers as recently as this morning. The imitator who received it must forward it to another, and then completely erase it from their logs. The result of a chain of two dozen Imitators was supposed to be the one who was in charge of turning on the fire system in the Panorama restaurant in the city of K. A few minutes later I received a message with a photo of a wet angry cat in the application. I quickly typed in a message:"Marina!Excuse me, I'm not ready to meet you yet!
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- A through gunshot to the chest from a large-caliber rifle, then - open-heart resuscitation ... - he also points with his finger! Well, there wasn’t a scar left after divine intervention, well, the skin looks clean, like a baby’s, is that a reason to poke a finger at a living person? I involuntarily caught the admiring glance of one of the students, who had already recovered from the shock and, gleaming glasses, eagerly looked at me from the waist down. No, I'm not shy myself, but I would have expected less interest from a medical student ... Mechanically, I lowered my head ... Fathers! I almost jumped and then tried to crawl away. Oh, Elune, oh, and a joker! With a part of my consciousness, I slipped into the astral and yelled with all my might, scaring away the multi-colored Spirits:- Radiant Elune! I appeal to your mercy!In response, a chuckle was heard - and, in addition to Elune, I thought a couple more voices were no less melodic, - and that part of my consciousness that rema
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I resolutely stepped to the entrance, activated the lock and flung open the door. My heart skipped a beat! First time I see her in real life! Even if tired, with circles under her eyes, and even a little older, she was still beautiful and desirable to trembling knees! So alive and dear, behind my door was the most beautiful woman in the world!“Dima, I…” she took a step forward, but I didn’t let her finish, closing her mouth with my index finger."Wait, not now!" I said, and my voice trembled with excitement. "Here, don't move, don't go anywhere!" She automatically took the saucer with the cup, which I handed to her. Nowhere, do you hear?I took a step back. She started to follow me, but staggered back so as not to get hit by the door on the nose. I checked to make sure I turned off the bell.— Agrippina Petrovna? - This is a concierge. - I have an intruder stealing porcelain on the site. Yes, yes, you are right, SOBR is better!I turned off the intercom, and then I realized that I wa
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- Yes. I want you to get off my daughter! she said. - It's not about you! You're ruining all our plans! “Well, I don’t understand, how can you be such a vicious shrew?! I even felt sorry for Killer for a minute, so that he was healthy! And at the same time myself for having spent more than two months side by side with this creature. She has already crippled Nastya all her life, and she is always thinking of how to sell her more profitably. - Tell me what do you want? What do you need?I leaned back in my chair and looked at her skeptically.“What do I need from you, Barsina?” I asked. - Items? Gold? I am well provided for."Well, maybe there's something…" she suggested hastily.“I don’t want to make deals with the enemy!” I waved it off.“Maybe something expensive that you recently lost?” suggested the temptress.- What do you know? I frowned.“I heard,” the druid smiled, rubbing her hands, “that you lost your ship!”- Barsina! I looked at her wearily. “I’m already tired of explaining
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I was only able to hold out for a second, looking into the bottomless blue of the divine eyes, and then pulled her to me, tearing out a satisfied squeak, and kissed her inviting lips with a kiss. Farewell, roof, I will miss you! The goddess hugged me warmly, like a hungry she-wolf. Fu, how indecent to apply such epithets to the brightest of the celestials! Like a star whose ray finally met the sky! Like a bee looking for a meadow covered with clover for a long time. Like a weary traveler who meets a tender violet at the end of his journey... Stop, it's not from here! Let's forget about the violet.Elune released me, wrapping her robe and tying her belt tighter, while looking at my hands with approval, which, I must say, managed a lot in these short few minutes. As soon as she pulled away, I realized that she had hit me with something armor-piercing, which made my brain instantly “drip”, like asphalt in the heat. I found that I was already quite able to control myself, and my hands ...