Character: Benjamin Bobkov

All make mistakes sometimes. My grandmother called it "reset the counter" - say, longer carries, the more nasty then balanced.

- Yes, my friend... - a worried tone medieval doctor handed it to Benjamin. - Launched-with you your ship, you have not a single phobia, and unique group psychosis, you have the whole team should be treated-with.
The captain hopelessly shrugged his shoulders.
Why? They on one level they are comfortable.

- Find your szczurek, the ship he has nowhere to go! He even looks like? Will warn you guys, let looking.
The gray, the bald spots, - thankfully frequent Pauline. - The ears are large and hairless, legs, curves, eyes red, slanted, and between underdeveloped third - heat sensitive. Only tell me that they Mosu hands was not enough! He bites. And scratched. And all the wild, so to call it, frankly, useless.
- Why do you need this? - amazed captain.
- Well why?! - rounded eyes, the lab - He's friendly!

- Such a stupid death just can't be, right?!
Stupid death? slowly repeated the captain. - What is the smart death?

- Look, my head already half gray!
- Half - even blonde!