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Do celu tam się wysiada. Lec Stanisław Jerzy (pierw. de Tusch-Letz, 1909-1966)
A bogowie grają w kości i nie pytają wcale czy chcesz przyłączyć się do gry (. . . ) Bogowie kpią sobie z twojego poukładanego życia (. . . ) nie przejmują się zbytnio ani naszymi planami na przyszłość ani oczekiwaniami. Gdzieś we wszechświecie rzucają kości i przypadkiem wypada twoja kolej. I odtąd zwyciężyć lub przegrać - to tylko kwestia szczęścia. Borys Pasternak
Idąc po kurzych jajach nie podskakuj. Przysłowie szkockie
I Herkules nie poradzi przeciwko wielu.
Dialog półinteligentów równa się monologowi ćwierćinteligenta. Stanisław Jerzy Lec (pierw. de Tusch - Letz, 1909-1966)
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. That was different! Shawn squeaked. Oh? Was our life on the line then, too? Well& yes, but& that was different! Shawn repeated desperately as hepaced back and forth. How many exits are there, Brandt? Thiago asked as he ignored Shawn spacing. She s outside, Brandt said with a shrug. I think what he means is&. Carl looked at Thiago for permission tocontinue, and Thiago nodded. If you were going to trap her, how many things wouldyou blow up to block the path? Carl asked with a little smile. Three, Brandt said without hesitating.Carl had finally figured out how Brandt s brain worked.That in itself was afrightening concept.Carl made a note to check up on his own sanity with one of theothers tonight.Thiago or Nikolaus, maybe.Perhaps Shawn.Definitely not Remy. There are three distinct lanes, Brandt said as Carl winked at Thiago andreceived a grin in return.Shawn still paced and Remy watched him in amusement.Carl leaned back and threw his hand over the back of the couch, and Nikolaus settledinto the crook of his arm as naturally as if they had been doing it for all their lives. One person could cover each one with little to no difficulty.Though, with only thehandguns, Trigger d have to be at the largest one, since I assume he s the best shot.Ican wire the smallest with what I have laying around here and blow it all to Hell ifneed be. What exactly do you have laying around? Remy asked in alarm as hetore his attention away from Shawn.Carl s mind went back to that timer that was missing yesterday, and helooked at Brandt in concern.Had it ever been found? Carl couldn t remember. I ll put something together, Brandt said with a shrug. If Dixie and Gizmohave to lay low, then you ll have to decide which of the two of you is the best shot,and conversely, which one can slip away the easiest if it goes to shit. Carl was impressed with the logic, and apparently so were the others.Brandt The Archer 269Abigail Rouxnever ceased to surprise him.In that respect, the big man reminded Carl of Remy, andvice versa.Carl suddenly felt very sorry for Shawn.No wonder he was so fuckingconfused.Thiago blinked at Brandt blankly, and Shawn stopped pacing and stared athim. That s settled then! Remy declared with a smile as he jumped to his feetand turned to grin at Shawn. Seeing as how you re the only one in the room to haveever shot someone else in the ass, accidentally or otherwise, he said maliciously asShawn growled wordlessly at him. What do you suppose? Remy asked as he turnedto look first at Thiago and then at Brandt, Carl, and Nikolaus. He s a what, ten?Twelve, maybe? Might need to take him to be fitted, Carl snickered as he hid behind Brandtonce more.XXIII.SHAWN couldn t quite believe what he was hearing.If these bastards thought theywere going to get him in a dress and out in public without a gun held to his head, theywere sadly mistaken.Yes, he d worn that getup several years back, but their lives hadbeen in immediate danger and Shawn had been bleeding quite profusely at the time.Ithad been necessary.That s right.Necessary.Their lives were not now in immediate danger, though.And no one wasbleeding.Not yet, anyway.If Remy took one more step with that measuring tape, thenblood would definitely flow. Come now, Beignet, be a sport, Remy said coaxingly as Shawn growled athim like a cornered animal.He was cornered.They had him boxed in, Remy andBrandt, and Shawn was simply trying to decide which one to go after first before heattacked.This was their revenge for his being such a bastard, apparently, and thoughShawn was more than willing to make amends for his behavior in many ways, thiswas not the way he planned on doing it. I will not be a sport , Shawn spat. There are other ways of doing this.You re just being a twat for the hell of it. So? You fuck around with people s minds for the hell of it, Remy saidbluntly. And this is what you get as punishment. Well then, I want to see Brandt in ruffles, Shawn shouted angrily, pointingat Brandt as he glared at Remy. You re not the only one who got fucked with here! I didn t fuck with you, Brandt said indignantly as he took a step closer.Helooked like he was preparing to lunge forward and Shawn turned to face him,chalking Remy up as the lesser threat at the moment. Fuck you, Everett, Shawn growled angrily. You may be crazier than fuck,but it s no excuse for what you said. 270 The ArcherAbigail RouxBrandt s eyes narrowed dangerously, but Shawn didn t care.He was stillstinging from the discussion they d had the night before, and he wanted to lash out.He wanted to hurt something.Brandt, preferably.Maybe he would take a page fromBrandt s book and blow something up.What Brandt had said to him hadn t botheredhim quite so much as it probably should have, but knowing he had hurt Remy soneedlessly made it hard to look anyone in the eye, especially Brandt or Remy.He feltguilty and hurt and more than a little confused, and he vented those unfamiliaremotions in the only way he knew how.Anger. Perhaps later, Brandt responded haughtily as he took another step forward
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