Character: Kira

Hey... FYI, now it wasn't tears I'm just sweating.

- Are you ready? - asked Karel and broke into a sly smile.
- Of course! Where we did not disappear! - I winked at him and breathed a deep breath of the warm smell of the sea air.
Everywhere was missing, - he agreed. Picked up the book and hid it in his bag. - Well? Go for new adventures?

She looked at my astonished face, for I really did not understand. I became a vampire? Zombies? Immortal pony?

And where did you get this magical nonsense? - laughed the other.
- What?! This is not delusion, and sacred Russian tradition. Need to wash awards, titles and PIP.
- What are stars? - already had frankly fun partner.
- What's the difference? We have all the same cuts no, we are civilians, - I burst out laughing. - Say something solemn about what we have done. And that it was not the last our order and that they are well hung and fell, and began to drink.
- What else are you celebrating? - taking a glass, he asked.
- Well... the Heels of newborns, a new car and... you Know, it seems that everything is washed, laughed I also brought to his lips the glass.

- Kill me! - I pointedly hit his head on the table. - I can't!
- She will die, hands still on you dirty... ' muttered Karel, thoughtfully biting off the tip of a pen.

Cyrus, Hey, we're stealing from the dragon. I never thought that I, a hereditary aristocrat in the gods know what generation down to theft, - said the partner.
- We don't steal, and Rob - phlegmatic I said, apart from applying the spell on the jewelry that he was going to Snitch from the Treasury. Today it was a tiara with pearls, diamonds and rubies.
- What is the difference?
Stealing is when quietly and no one saw. The victim then suffers, and the damage. And we brazenly and unscrupulously Rob the dragon, and he knows who's doing it, just can not catch.

- Ivar! Dear, happy birthday!
- We did not expect, but we're doing! - I commented on the phenomenon.

Offended woman will do anything to get revenge. It will not keep any moral anguish, no remorse, no imaginary conventionality and propriety. It is you, men, there is a code of honor or something like that. And the woman was pissed for real, will stop at nothing to destroy the enemy.

- Kira - my bride to be.
- The future? - then my coughing, as if nothing had happened said the aunt.
- The future - confirmed Rivalis. - She hasn't given her consent to the marriage. But I'm working on it, so the question of time...
I'll kill you! That first kill you, then raise as a zombie, then the resting and the number of aspen in the heart, in order not again rose!

- Get out of here before I kind. The juvenile psychopath! - He glanced at my MOP, but I did not move, so I stood and did not move.
I don't think so! Hodyut here all sorts, and then the spoons go missing!
- What are the spoons? - lost thief and blinked.
- Silver!

Yeah! So, close your eyes, sniff, to open, to listen and to catch a miracle, while it will sneak past me on my toes. Yes, no question!

True love is not afraid of challenges.

And I can't remember anything specific in changing tastes. Loved how crispy the potatoes with oily herring and love. In the past, and are now ready to give the enemy a milk soup. Do pregnant food cravings - from the vagaries of consciousness, pregnancy, a psychological thing?

How not to play the fool, there is always someone duree, so it will not stand out.