So where were we? Yes, let's see, disintermediation, social content, comparators, the decline of the air, all things have already been discussed. But what emerges in these early months of 2009? One word: Mashup! Segnatevela, studiatevela and try in every way to make it into your tourism business, otherwise you will be cut off within a couple of years.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
My Mom Got It With A Belt From Dad
So where were we? Yes, let's see, disintermediation, social content, comparators, the decline of the air, all things have already been discussed. But what emerges in these early months of 2009? One word: Mashup! Segnatevela, studiatevela and try in every way to make it into your tourism business, otherwise you will be cut off within a couple of years.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
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Some modules later, Lykos decided that if he remained locked in the office just a minute longer, he would have gone crazy.
He needed a breath of fresh air.
He looked around for someone to sbolognare practices that remained. Damn those
Rebeq team, he thought, thanks to their exit at the French all the rest of the identifications had touched them.
But what the hell they had done in Tübingen the night before?
There were so many people in the police station that looked like a brawl than a gathering of the Alpine ... It was only the carboy and siphon the wine with the roast sausages.
All agents were busy.
No, not all, Lykos noted with satisfaction.
Well, Arsinoe was not just an agent, being only a trainee, but it was free, he sat at his desk for newbies to learn.
They had left alone, since it was preparing for the examination of criminal procedure, that the good guys ...
How did studying with all the mess that was around was a mystery.
Well, never mind, so now would have to stop, the werewolf chuckled.
"Oi! Arsinoe! - Lykos said, making them a sign with his hand - Will you give me the change here? "
" I'm studying! "Protested the girl, moving away from the face of a lock of brown hair.
Lykos gave her an appealing look a puppy. "Please! I absolutely must go to the bathroom ... Please! "
She snorted and rolled his eyes, closing the book with a snapping motion.
"Okay, what should I do?" Asked Arsinoe approaching the desk of the colleague.
"Just do the right questions and complete the form. No big deal ... "Lykos minimized.
The girl sat resolutely in front of the terminal and cracking his fingers. "Do not take a life, okay?"
"Promise," said the werewolf as he walked briskly toward the door.
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Lykos did not like to use the bathroom normal.
From early childhood, had always done his needs outside in the woods behind his house in Greece.
had to mark his territory at the bottom, and then he liked to take his time.
slipped out of the DCS and put the stairs to the basement.
Ignoring the door of the morgue (gosh, this place really puts the shivers), sneaks into the back warehouse and came out in the forest.
finally out!
Lykos was feeling much better now that it was open, with trees all around him.
raised his face and sniffed the air.
smelled green, grass and leaves with tones of brown , Moss and ancient wood, a smell fantastic.
With a brief howl of joy, the werewolf launched into a short ride through the trees, savoring his moment of fleeting freedom.
After a brief search, found a tree that seemed to fit and, above all, sympathetic.
In a bathroom tile and ceramic, closed by a thin wooden door that document was not so satisfactory, he thought happily watered while the undergrowth.
The environment was too impersonal and claustrophobic, Judge.
At school and police academy, he had always had to adapt to normal use of the baths, in spite of himself.
had to maintain a semblance of normality to the world, especially when had not yet entered into force the Protocol of Tara.
Damn, these were times before Tara shit: his had to do crazy things to make it go to a regular school.
hope their first child, that he was the first graduate in the family, poor things.
Obviously we had done: he had barely finished high school, which had cost him a considerable effort.
Sitting for all those hours at a desk, especially when the sun was out, had been a real torture, which he had reluctantly agreed not to disappoint his old.
was out of high school a year late and with the votes certainly not brilliant, then he enlisted in the police.
Following the flow of his thoughts, Lykos changed tree.
not only needed it against a tree, it was necessary to define the territory and served at least three trees.
was a complicated business, which required some self-control.
Entering the DCS had the fortune of his life there knew a werewolf in the full value of its forces, a werewolf who was born and raised as such and who knew exactly what to do with the hyper-developed senses and inhuman strength. There
allowed him to be the hunter was in fact perfect.
was worth all the trouble to study and prepare physically for the selections.
Maybe it was not an alpha in the group and maybe never would be the state, but appreciated by his superiors, they were the true alpha, worthy of the command.
A sound of leaves rustling behind him stopped him halfway there.
With a curse on his lips, closed Lykos pants and turned toward the intruder screaming, a sound like that certainly was not caused by a pet or wind, which had not existed, it was one of the hottest days year.
the ears of another noise would be imperceptible, but not to his.
Whoever it was good, he thought with a smile, letting his hands are transformed by acquiring claws, and his hazel eyes are tinged with yellow.
From a clump of trees came out of a race trafelatissima Arsinoe, looking very agitated.
"Not sclera with me, good luck. - Protested the girl looked irritated - Is there an emergency call to arms. "
Lykos swore again, end of freedom:
But at least you leave, he thought with a bit of sense of fault: whenever there was a bit 'motion meant that something had happened to someone abominable.
"What the hell happened?" He asked, walking toward the lead, closely followed by the girl.
"They blew up a conference at the Romulus and Remus." Said Arsinoe, rather bitter.
"What?" Said Lykos, furious, and ran towards the base moving with agility and security in the trees, regardless of whether the inexperienced trainee was able to keep up with him or not:
"Bastards!" He snarled.
not that was fine, he would have preferred to remain in office for weeks rather than know that the most active association for the rights of werewolves had just exploded.