Abstractal Nature: Diaries

Latans

"You don't have to ask me for a briefing. Keep walking, straight until the beach there. When I stop by, I get worried about the plot. Where are you going to go, huh? Permanent not saying it?"

"Who wants to shut up, the other guy's walk sounder Mbak," said Nina, sounding defensive. "Where else would the lab be if it wasn't here?"

"Diem used to," pinta Asma. "My furniture is horrified. You like to be unclear if studying, until there is asphalt circuit in sono. Been."

"Sstt..!"

Nina puts a finger while telling Jihan and Marcel who just arrived.

"What's wrong, Mommy?" ask Jihan. "Ready. Execute it.."

"Wait for Enik's boy, wait a minute."

"I mean ready to break the contract. What a great amateurs my macem, Ma'am."

"Well, what about your khan? What's your lobby, Mercy?"

Asma turns on Marcel, automatically Nina and Jihan also glanced at the hermit.

"Yes, he was her, but the dancer was excited."

"Jihan," said Asma, the negor exactly the class teacher.

Jihan straightened her body and was silent.

"Mmm. bentar doang, Ma'am. This body could be data mastiin like it. Pinjem just jerk off."

"Sana. Lo taro here the bag, bring the porters are not used."

"Hii. I'm getting a dime."

Marcel immediately let go of his sling. "You wait here."

Marcel left after putting the bag. His steps were taken to the discovery site, where the dead man was still sitting reading the script waiting for Asthma to finish.

"Stop complained." said Nina. "Just be a goddess."

Gwetth..!! blugh!

Nina let the luggage fall off without touching the bag. He then moved forward, opening the car door by sliding. Nina asked Jihan to bring her backpack.

With ease, Jihan moved the two bags with her telekinetics.

The set! The set!

Marcel had already chatted with the person he "invited" because he got permission from Asthma. The man looked through the archives Marcel provided, and it seems that it is common to use the Snail tool, Marcel let the actor take off the airdrop.

Zwiiit..!

Transparent screen operated through ear-plugs, showing the faces of the X-sekians, the name and number of the soloter sequence.

"My foresight, ex two thousand. I don't know who these five are" said the actor.

"I think it's been here a long time."

"Gue is the same as Gamma."

"Gamma Si? He's in a two-sixth-century nomand now. Wait and still find the driver. His body is in the palace. But elo's body, gini hasn't been found."

"Gue is a long stray out here. I can't go back, chaos onmind said. Anyway Ex Two Thousand nih who ngincer me on the island."

"Yes already. We're going there to make a calculation. Thanks a lot."

The young man nodded, then returned the plug on Marcel.

Jihan and Nina were already stuck there with two smaller bags that looked light. Also there is Asma, who apparently was waiting for the arrival of Trio Cetar, was tote a sling bag and then diverted to Marcel.

"Where's my bag, Ma'am?"

"All your needs are in this mini-center now, Wahid. Any message for Olive, right?"

"Thank you. He's the best doraemon ever, ma'am."

"Gue wouldn't say he's a cat. Okay met duty. Welcome to the Substance. There's a ship on the beach, straight from here to the North until the docks."

Marcel put the bag on his back. He nodded while holding his head.

"Auuwh" ringis Marcel. "What's the new bag anyway? Is my brain being moved?"

Asthma touches her finger while explaining the mini-center. "Not moved. If the substance is still, we need extreme use, let's go home from Latansa later lo-lo no chaos."

"Yes. Unless you're ready to be a council."

"Printers. Let's just say you're ready. You see.we are also still confused, where is the body ori."

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