Friday, July 23, 2010

Komplet Wypoczynkowy Felix



not resist the temptation so I had to upload this. Overall, if I use it in a contest, I erase it.

worked at the airport several years ago. For those coincidences of life, was lining up to catch a plane, when a robber dashed past him with the portfolio of a lady. In an instinctive act, ran after the thief and caught him before the same guards, that was enough for that by the time he returned, he was offered a job to protect the safety of passengers.

was now in the international section. Normally, his work was only to be expected, still, with a access doors, ever vigilant, waiting for some sign to indicate that something was wrong. There was not much was happening, the truth is that all machines that had monitoring, since the metal sensors to the camera never outdated, the work of security guards was being reduced to just verify identities.

Nothing too complicated.

well paid.

could not complain.



tried to appear calm and according to him, what was achieved. But inside his gut feeling that snakes became frightened by a fire, stirring it so unbearable, uncontrollable. But

I knew I had to stay calm. His mission there was too important to ruin everything for a few visceral problems.

looked at his watch: it was almost time. Looked around, identifying each guard. One, two, three, four.

He reached into his pocket. There was the engine.

Taking a deep breath, began the countdown.



looked in the corner of my eye a strange movement. He turned and caught a glimpse of a dark man of medium height, wearing dark blue jeans and a green vest, from the neck sticking out the corners of a shirt. There was nothing unusual, and certainly only encountered: hence the movement that had caught his attention.

He almost seemed to ignore when you tell a brief hesitation in his step, a short false step, as if hesitating ... or as if preparing.

Ready?

reached not react in time, but allowed him to have realized it earlier than their peers. So, when the individual began to run, he released after only a few seconds later. Weaving among the passengers were surprised and shot one of them chased out by a guard, did not take his eyes off her. "This is mine," he thought.



"I can not go back" he said to himself, while dodging all the obstacles that were in his way. He was quick and agile, allowing him to get some benefit from the guard who was chasing him, but was surprised to see that even so, this never stopped chasing and that, conversely, began to run even harder and managed to close the distance. Between curve and bend her head slightly turned around to check this.

were already arriving. He could see down the hall your goal.

An alarm began to ring. This is already well placed.



The guard was beginning to resent the lack physical activity, and had already slowed down, not because he wanted but because his body was no more, but still demanded full stride and managed to keep up with the terrorist. They had begun to call.

Suddenly, her heart sank and the view is clouded by a second.

the end of the corridor which ran persecutor and persecuted, was a row of passengers were waiting to board a plane. Startled by the alarm, which had recently begun to sound, their heads turned to see the chase.

And to see as the persecution he approached the line and took one of the women here.

"Shit - Thought - going to take hostages. "



The identified immediately when he was still running. Without slowing, drew the line and clutched while the device drew from his pocket.
was time to end the plan.

Stunned, the guard saw the terrorist knelt before the woman he had taken, he took a ring from his pocket and said:

"I could not let you left without telling you what I want to say for months. I know that yours is a one way trip, but the place to go is a huge and there is always room for one more. I love you like nobody has ever loved anyone, and I think you feel the same for me. Will you marry me?



Laughing, the guard turned around and canceled the alert and let hostage captor and kissed and laughed together.

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