Its machine drived In onerous torpor Sasha to "Sklifu". He was suppressed, bewildered, is devastated. But сильнее whole his(its) tore apart раскаянье. He without the end of the high-hats itself same question -- why Cosmos yesterday turned out to be one? Yes, in recently Scythes was lowered and became absolutely невыносим. But he don't care remained their other! Why all -- and itself Sasha in the first place -- from he was unscrewed? Why their friend turned out to be брошенным...
The Answer was not. Vernee, they were, but acknowledge its callousness and indifference, its indirect blame in ruins of the friend quite did not want...
Suddenly in his(its) consciousness somehow invisibly заползла подленькая, vengeful мыслишка. He was unexpectedly thought that this damage -- nothing else than retribution. The Punishment that Scythes -- let undeliberate, неосознанно, -- but has substituted him(it), Sashu, under pools of the people Onions. And this because of it, eventually, has died the ma, and because of it he have to presently drive in CHechnyu weapon...
"Foots!!!" -- has torn off itself Linen.
He испугался this treasonous thought and then and there tried her(its) dispell.
Kontrargumenty were sewn on without labour -- Belovu was understandable that participation of Cosmos in histories with weapon nothing do not solve, anyway Vvedenskiy in vapour(pair) with Pommel have forced his(its) consent to all their term...
"But Cosmos -- he after all brother to me... The Brother, brother, братуха..." -- repeated over and over again he about itself as incantation and suddenly became неумело, be awkward prayed.
-- Gentlemen! -- mumbled itself under nose Sasha, sullen глядя on dorogu. -- Let he will only survive, and, sworn, I VWVpull out him(it) from this pits! I вылечу him(it), shall dislodge from it cocaine дурь! He will be beside me shipshape, promise you, Gentlemen!
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Sasha has literally flown in hall of the hospital, quickly подошел to rack of the registry and ed to window. Serious девчушка in round spectacles interrogative вскинула head.
-- Forgive, you will not prompt me... -- Linen was burked, not knowing where him to search for Cosmos -- amongst alive or amongst dead.
-- A-a-a... -- has stretched, guessed, devushka. -- You, probably, about Cosmos YUrievicha?
-- Yes, I have said that him(it) to you have brought...
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