-dark as in the ass - said Samuel putting his head through the hatch - and a little smelly
-odd if it had not stunk - Mikel flashlight fits flush to his head and turned on her. Directing the beam where the current was addressed head was quite satisfactory. Ashamed to admit, but it was the first time when he decided to use it in field conditions. For now meets its job quite well.
-You take this one? - He sat squatting in a hole, right next to a cast iron manhole. Allowed to take care of him and his faithful Mikelowi Badylowi. This combination is checked against the most well-sealed or secured by locks and doors. His buddy was playing pretty well wytrychami with good results, but, frankly speaking, he rarely can fully exploit their talents. Mikel, fond in some strange language, he closed his skills in identifying the "Low-tech hacking." Whatever it meant.
-Tia. Without taking into account our experience with twenty-four hours, I prefer not to have given a big, heavy reflector in the paw, when I had to suddenly change their position about some tens of meters per second - was not bitter. There was also a pessimist. It was a healthy realism and knowledge of the reality - and you?
-I think I'll risk - Samuel began making crank charging batteries; During this time, Mikel went to the hatch and looked down. The ladder looked as if they do not celebrate the passage of time. Sturdy metal construction should easily withstand the weight. The way down was long and potentially painful in the case of slipping. A good few feet from his face were the bottom of the channel. From what I saw there was no water, no more than damp, hence the smell. Well, it looked pretty safe.
-Good. It's first come first? "- Looked at Samuel, who, blinded by a light beam directed into his face, groaned and covered his eyes with his hands.
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