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Image sizes: 256x256, 128x128, 64x64, 48x48, 40x40, 32x32, 24x24, 20x20, 16x16 File formats: BMP, GIF, PNG, ICO ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Tags: oller images, ritsuka icon, chevelle images, life images keyser, definition of self imageReserve of fuel at "Evendzhera"?- Hour three with the small. We and so cut down payload volume. And You already time have sat down, and to Sidonii to pull some hours... - Hour ones and a half, - someone from pilots has sniffed. - here atmospheres Consider as is not present. It, as the madman, at us the gauge of speed Reads off scale. - Especially, - have vaguely croaked from the Earth. The wave has spread Growling hindrances, deforming voices to unrecognizability. The image too Was covered with grayish ripples. - Let's begin, perhaps? - Has reached through hindrances. - communication worsens. - "it", confirm readiness? - We confirm, the sir! - has accurately said Pallister, having bent down to To microphone. - Ludwig, takeoff! - Who wants, - the pilot at trunk-call has exhaled, - can To be fastened. Bumpinesses here do not happen. "it", for an instant having returned to earth dwellers habitual weight, has soared up In another's sky hardly probable not a candle. Communication for some reason has improved at once. - Have begun, the Earth, - pilots have reported. - the sky is pure, the decoder is silent. Perhaps for us in Sidonii also do not wait at all? - Hope, - have grumbled on the Earth. - but most likely wait. Clever - And we their blasters! - Shadrin has grinned, serenely having leant back In an armchair. "To well it, - the Feast, - with absolute has gloomy thought Psychostability... And here you do not know - will take you under the control or No. If again... I will be shot to hell." The second time to endure such the Feast did not want. And could not, probably. - Steve! - has called Zavadski MakMannamana. - Who from you the blaster-tank Will move? - I, and what? - More attentively. That the not to touch. This infection so bangs... - You offend, - the Scot has hemmed. - I of half-range have burnt out, but Now I can to you of egg it, and the rest not to touch! Have laughed almost all in "Evendzhere". And pilots laughed loudly minutes ![]()
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