KrNews #09 18 мая 1999

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Novella - a secret book in 1912 (Chapter 0.1).

               From the author


  Hail, O great lover
computer reading. And thank you for
what you're able to spend a minute of his
eternity to read our electronic edition. For this you will soon 
be great happiness! And thank you so much

your hands for what they have brought the cursor to the 
"Novella" and chose him. I hope that by reading novels, your

head not be overshadowed by the sad thought, but on
your beautiful face will shine with a radiant smile. I also 
hope that by Reading it is your heart filled with pure and 
beautiful love for all who surround you. Forgotten all 
grievances and hardships, and fulfilled all my dreams. In 
conclusion, I wish you that in life you

surrounded only by beautiful ... Be healthy and happy happy!

                                   AMEN


  Now seriously. I am pleased to present
your attention a short story on the game "12 Secret Book" 
produced by Demiurge Ash. 

  I have to say that the decision to write a short story to 
this game was I decided not because the game I was struck

their "external data" ... I would even
said that all external data it has fairly average: the graphics 
and sound ... A coding, I would even call a few lower

average (all these wedges during the shooting at the enemy just 
besyat) ... In general will not list you all. But I will say 
that this game attracts - is Idea. It is with a capital letter, 
because she is original ... And let the guys do not

were able to bring this idea to the level of Fame
Mednonogova, but at least they tried, and so deserve to their
game there was some kind of story.

  I also wanted to immediately bring
We apologize to the creators of this software product for the 
fact that he had a liberty invite readers to his version of

Who were these characters really well
same story that preceded their
assignment. Just want to apologize for
that I have been somewhat changed places and
methods of warfare. The only thing that
I can say in my defense is that,
that all conversations take place in the game I
are unchanged and only able to add.

  Generally, if you something do not like,
write to our newspaper angry responses. We
publish them and be sure to comment on.

  On this for now. Read the novel.



            12 secret book


 (C) KASP'99


                  00.


  Vacation! How easy and joyful sounds
word. As it sets off all the worries and
adversity, as fills the soul and body joyful bliss in the 
anticipation of a month of idleness and sensual fun, so 
periodically required of our animal nature. 

  Fairy tale, just a fairy tale.

  Being in here is so upbeat and
hazy state of mind, I was in my first day of vacation
inn "Silver Crescent" and indulged in his favorite pastime: 
drinking wine and flirting with the cute waitress

named Daria. But who am I? .. Let me introduce myself: Jaroslav 
- Warrior "A special unit to combat

evil spirits ", abbreviated OBSN. Well
So, as I said earlier, today
first day of my well-deserved vacation
after a brilliantly executed
jobs ... I stayed in the above
tavern and at the moment was busy
that set him on his lap leggy ofitsiantochku Daria, tried to 
prevail upon her to get up with me in the room there and taste 
great and pure love. Relentlessly whispering in her ear 
compliments, one hand I held her by the waist, and the other is 
my hand at this moment, the most shameless manner wandered 
under her skirt. At that Daria showed no slightest nedovolsta 
and even vice versa, noisy and jerky breathing, closing his 
eyes with pleasure, while her face hovered languid smile. And 
when I felt that she was ready to further turn of events, I 
went into immediate attack and made her openly Indecent 
Proposal:  -Well dear ... I just burn the whole ... Come into 
the room and deal with that right now, there us no harm.


  She opened her eyes and looked at first
at me and then behind me in the direction of
exit, said:
 -No chance, my dear ... Today,
I feel did not get ...
 "But why? - As I exclaimed indignantly.
 -Because it is your friend-shaman tolkochto voshrl and sent to 
us ... And then, he got out of his hole can only mean one thing 
again somewhere something happened, and you need it urgently 
rashlebat. - She tried to get up, but I er pinned.

 Wait, my dear ... Maybe things are not so
too bad and he just wanted a drink
and a chat ... - I said. Mentally
praying to God that the she was not right. Although judging by 
the fact that the magician was wearing in its march hoodie is 
likely she was right.


  Coming up to us, he briefly bowed and
said his, as always the official
tone:
 Hello, Jaroslav ... Madame, welcome. - He bowed again. -
Jaroslav, we immediately called to the boss.
 "Well, what did I tell you ... Okay,
I hope you will not forget me in your sexual fantasies. - And 
chmoknuv me cheek Daria got up my knees and shaking his hips 
went to the side bar.  -And you Hello, Svyatomir ... -

I said, seeing Daria look. -
That this time something happened?
 -Just do not know, but I heard that the boss
came magico-fax stating
which is one of the villages whose inhabitants
pay us for the "roof", was attacked by some
vermin and killed more than half of all
male population.
 -Yasnenko ... But why should we? We're
only with the job ...
 Apparently, so have Yarik ... Apparently so
necessary. - He looked off into the side and
sarcastically chuckled.
 "Listen, Holy, when you have ceased
show off and talk to their callous, an official tone, in the 
presence of strangers, huh? Have not you heard of a fashionable 
now saying "Image is nothing, thirst everything. "Be easy, and 
people to reach for you ... But then so will die a virgin. - I 
leaned back and laughed.  -Who I die, it's none of your 
business ... A about this most sayings, you're like me

just take a look and stick to it,
especially the second part of it. - He said
voice of a parent who teaches his careless child. - Raise your 
body and gone ... Our boss is waiting.

 -Now I know his running mate.
- Still laughing I said. - Ok go, what to pull ... - Rising and 
hlonuv him on the shoulder, I headed for the exit.


  Svyatomir went after him.


                  01.


  In management, as always prevailed full
chaos. All somewhere in a hurry, almost
undercutting each other from an open door
Operations Division could be heard gurgling
and claps magico computers and
through the glass wall could be seen as
in these machines come some bright
flashes per second and they digest so much information that one
literally comes steam, by the way it is for this
is popularly called these machines are not otherwise
as steam rooms.

  We went up the elevator to the sixth floor and
stopped at the receptionist's sake our chef, head OBSN, Sage 
highest category Vseslav (his surname and patronymic no one 
knew, not even his wife). In a medium OBSN employees called him 
Vyatshy for that I personally do not know. Stamped

a few seconds before entering the waiting room
and finally deciding to, I opened the door and
skipping the future witch Svyatomira
forward, went after him.

  No matter how many times I have not ever been in the waiting 
room at the boss, I do not always feeling that is about to 
happen something bad. Then we usually went

office and the bad is always happening.
Since our last visit,
Reception seemed to have not changed ... The same leather 
chairs, all that same table of the secretary and of course all 
the same secretary boss Masha him. However, people who come 
here regularly, or at least periodically (as we have, for 
example) know that the only constant attribute in this study is 
precisely Masha, and everything else thanks

my little magical properties
coupled with transmutantom (which regularly
impregnated furniture boss) is in
process of constant change.

  Catching sight of us, the secretary smiled radiantly and said:
 Hello, ladies and gentlemen ... Sit
please boss you soon will.
 Thank-you. - Said Svyatomir
standing up to this point on the rack
attention, and he said so, as
though before it was rulers.
Having said this, he sat on a leather chair
and even in a sitting position, he remained
in "standing at attention." And I, in
turn, collapsed in a chair opposite him and to somehow brighten 
our waiting, he turned to his secretary:

 -Masha, my darling ... Tell me please a woman ... Why such a 
cultural, intelegentnogo, and most importantly smart guy as our 
holy, not like a woman huh?

 "Well, why not love? - Arching
eyebrow, she asked.
 "Because, that he was still a virgin!

  Hearing this, Svyatomir abruptly started and blushed at the 
same time.  Masha-Oh, look, he's still

modest. - Continued podnachivat me.

  Hearing this, the secretary laughed and
laughing priznesla:
 -Yaroslavchik, well, why are you so ...
Look man drove into the paint, and you now to the chief ... 
Well, what do you think he thinks.  Yes, think that it is again 
orgasmic drug drank, and what else he thought ... 

  The secretary again laughed loudly.
 Well-Yarik, beware ... - Through the teeth
Svyatomir hissed.
 -Okay, do not be angry ... I'm just kidding.

  At that moment there was a selector
voice Vseslav:
 -Masha, come these two idiot? ..
 Yes, boss.
 -Let go.
 -Please. - She pointed to the
door.

  In the study Vseslav was hideously
strictly. Of furniture were only
oak desk, leather chair and a healthy
steel safe in the corner. And since the only seat was taken, 
then sit We of course no one even tried to

offer. Vseslav with our appearance,
without taking his eyes from his papers on the desk waved his 
hand to us, they say pass. Approaching we have stood for a 
couple of minutes, until the boss soblagozvolil draw on our own 
eyes.  -Ah, were the clowns ... - He said

voice full of sarcasm - Well tell me,
Whose idea was it to slip Helge instead of liquid soap 
mutoflorin ... Silent, then plead ... And you know what

Now three leading healer already
the fifth day, can not pull this crap
with her head. And by the way Svyatomir you me
can you explain that you have to face ...
What are you, again orgasmic dope abused ... You're in the 
service at the end of something ends.


  Before you break out a thunderous roar of laughter, I heard 
the receptionist laughed and Masha (apparently she overheard 
Intercom). I laughed of course first and foremost, the question 
about boss faces of saints, but also said about Helga also had 
its share of humor. And the story was as follows. This fucking 
Helga our system was conductor, then

is to say was in charge of the teleport. And so, after
As I in a very harshly rejected
her passionate love impulses, holding on
my anger ... And when we went to
regular job, she has thrown us
hundred kilometers south of the point of our proposed landing. 
In general, we had saw a hundred kilometers on foot through the 
woods ... And when we returned, we decided to repay her in kind 
(or rather, I decided then cranked it all himself, and only then

reported Svyatomiru (because he himself in
is never in my life would not go). In short, I slipped her a 
liquid soap, latest in a magical selection - preparation 
"mutaflor. In Basically, it's pretty harmless

thing ... Microspore normal lawn
herbs in oil solution, only slightly improved. In general, this
grass, it is worth it inadvertently removed from this same 
solution can grow on virtually any surface,

and specifically in this surface rooting. And Helga had the 
imprudence (With my help, of course), spread it

drug of its blond, angelic
head ... Now in her angelic head, various small insects can
arrange lovely and even picnics
hold football matches ... On her head nice green today beautiful
lawn.

  Otsmeyavshis and wiping away tears, I noticed
that the boss looks at me with Firestarter, and it seemed to me 
that a little more and I really start to burn.

 -All, all boss will no longer ... Just could not resist ... 
Sorry.  So, gentlemen, - It is once again lowered

eye in the papers on his desk. - I hope you
I heard what you have to yourself caused.
 -So, with half an ear. - I have stated.
 -In general, the situation is ... In
our management has come from magico-fax
elders of a small village, not far from the snake mountain. He
reports that in his village with a proud
Product Name "Gorodets" attacked by any creature
call themselves zmiulantsami ... Those bastards
killed half the population of this village
and firmly entrenched in its surroundings ...
And now they are facing imminent death. A
This little village with us was signed five-year contract to 
protect their interests our organization. In short, you must

served there and deal in place that
to what, by all means bring it
order. I hope you all understand.
 -Actually, not quite ... - I spoke up. - Is it possible to 
dwell on that moment that explains what the hell you pulled me 
out deserved vacation, and Svyatomiru interrupted his rite of 
passage in the witch, he it is so long and hard to prepare for 
it. 

  Svyatomir at the mention of his name
lowered his head and is now in the folds of the hood, his face 
was almost impossible to discern. 

  A few seconds, the chief just sat there and
looked at us, and while it was clearly audible, as he was 
gritting his teeth. Then rising from his chair just huge, he 
began to walk on office from one end, apparently to calm down. 
Finally, somehow he took himself in hand, he stood straight

in front of me and threatening me with his finger, as
a small child said:
 "You know Jaroslav someone someday will kill you for your 
filthy language ... It is even possible that man will I

my patience is not unlimited after all. - And he
again began to pace the room,
continuing on track to present the essence of our
future work. - So gentlemen,
I said, you have to clean up the area and nothing more. Now 
answering the question "Why do you?" I will say that except for 
you at a trifling send me the job nobody. And since

you are so far the only team with ten young men
experienced in our entire department, stubbornly
not wanting to move up the career ladder, in case of successful
the outcome of your mission, we will be able to raise you in 
rank and without your desire ... So, get ready: you Svyatomir - 
to become Sage, well, you Jaroslav - governor. Ah,

I see you armchair rats.
- Vseslav quite rubbed his hands.
 -Cool ... - I said sarcastically.
- And if we refuse the assignment?
 Then, in accordance with paragraph "about
To preclude the disclosure of classified information "in your 
contracts, Management has the right to put you in

biological lubricant for computing
machines ... Suddenly, you're drunk on the case begin to 
chatter, and after all this - he shrugged his shoulders and 
continued a conspiratorial tone. - Secret military operation 
since then.  -Listen to Holy, - I turned to Svyatomiru. - You 
saw in our contracts such a fad? - What Svyatomir shook his 
head and raising his to us their eyes. - So I can not remember

to see something like this ... Admit it, boss, you just have to 
take a gun ... 

  Chef smiled his most charming smile, and pressed the intercom 
button. - Masha, my darling, could you We read from the 
standard form contract operative, paragraph twelve

point five.
 -One moment. - Rang out from the speaker. Then came a rustling 
iterate paper and finally a voice from the speaker

said. - I'm ready boss read?
 -Prenepremenno, Masha. - Voice of Chef was sweet as honey.
 So-Gentlemen, paragraph twelve point
five, the standard contract states that the operative ... "In 
the case of suspected employee's disclosure is strictly 
confidential information, management has the right to remove 
the employee, without further payment of any compensation to 
its family for the loss of a breadwinner. "This

all, chief.
 -Thank you, dear.
 "And yet, I do not remember ... rather, we do not
Remember that this was a fad in our
contract.
 -Are you the next time, before that
either sign, read udosuzhtes
what is written in small print ... If
you certainly will next time. -
Having said that, Vseslav again sat in his
chair and clasped his hands on his stomach. - Well,
what do you say ...
 "Said the executioner, holding up an ax. - I finished for him. 
- And what can I say ... I personally do not want to spend the 
rest of his days gurgling inside computer

machines, and shaman, I think, too ...
 -Charming, just charming. - Vseslav purred. - You go in an 
hour. Detailed procedure for the preparation, me, I hope you do 
not need to explain. Now you go in the warehouse and get

equipment, and then the travel for removal
your personal matrix. I can say
one thing: you take a minimum of equipment ...
You, Svyatomir, get amulet and trizhezl,
and you, Jaroslaw, as usual, a shield and a sword. Yes
and more ... Svyatomir what spells
you possess at the moment?
 Spells of light-and peruntsa. - Came a voice from under the 
hood.  -I think it will be enough.

 -Did we do not get even restoring elixirs? - Frankly, I
frightened by that prospect ... No, you
Do not think I'm a coward, but to fight
a crowd of people without rest, sleep, and yes even
without elixirs, sorry, but this cherevato ...
 -You will have the possibility of multiple
reincarnation. Heard hope about it
the latest achievement of our scientists and magicians.

  We both nodded.
 -Now ... - Vseslav exhaled noisily. - Can be free, I have
a lot of work.

  We silently turned and left the hall, which also proceeded in 
silence by Masha, on this occasion assumed a sad mine on his 
charming little face in the hallway. Moving down the hall 
toward the warehouse, and I again again digested what I said 
regarding our chef outfit and especially of the incarnation in 
the common people referred resurrection. 

  "That's thanks ... All my life I dreamed that my molecules 
were collected, and even repeatedly. Those damn scientists, 
they are only to invent anything ... And the fact that after 
this most reinkarnirovaniya state such as if you raped Dozen 
nymphomaniacs ... And that barely risen, you fall to the ground 
and the first few minutes of lying there unable to move ... In 
these moments you from a man fallen into who you are 
distinguished, only more or less intelligent opinion - is

or anyone interested. And even a little
recovered, do you feel in the body
permanent weakness, so after a reincarnation of the warrior out 
of you, no. Yes, and that this is a weapon ... Well me 
something clear - Shield and a sword (though certainly shield 
will be the most heavy, but a sword with a filthy-balancing), 
but a shaman ... invented trizhezl and Ward ... What he does 
not trizhezlom knows how to use it not so bad, but

here's what to him instead of a normal Shield
give some kind of amulet ... No you do not
think that I am against the magical amulets, no ... Just over 
izestno that fight fire with fire and not otherwise ...

Therefore, his guardian suprotiv my sword,
will be roughly the same protection as paper against the boom 
... But with the magic the influence of all is precisely to

vice versa. Well at least he knows the spell peruntsa, although 
in fact they also can not kill ... It is able to extort from a 
person to ninety percent of its vitality. And for the remaining 
ten percent strongly clings to the so-called soul, and they can 
be knocked out of the body, only physically ... "

 -What are you thinking? - Interrupted my thoughts Svyatomir. 
He threw back his hood and have already moved like a normal 
person (Without their shaman article).

 -Why, imagine myself a desk
employee. I'll sit at the table, shifting from place to place 
different pieces of paper, a pretty secretary will bring me a 
coffee ... - I shrugged. - Ghastly, I know it!  Okay, do not 
drift ... Not so bad life as it is painted on his paintings

Impressionists.
 -What-are you in the office of a silent? ..
 -You know, I have a complex ... I
get shy in the presence of superiors. Okay,
stamp your faster, we still need to get together.

  Half an hour later, dressed in all
its field equipment, we were in
waypoint. There we were already waiting for specialist
removal of personal matrices, Daniel.
 -Hi Daniel ... We are ready for new
feats.
 -And, hey guys ... Come in, do not
Feel free to ... I am now ... - He bent over by some devices.
 -Thank you. - I plopped down on baggy
leather sofa and Svyatomir remained
stand. - Did you hear how we are to the wall
priperli?
 -Yeah. - Daniel said something twirling on the remote.
 -Well, what do you think? ..
 Ago it was time to do it. And then from
you are nothing but trouble ... - The remote signal squeaked 
... Daniel cursed, pulled a lever and the signal ceased. - New 
image of Helga, your job?  -What are you, of course not ... - I 
tried to give her face is absolutely serious look at this, I 
noticed that Svyatomir furtive smiles. - Tell me, Mr.

Why does everyone think that we are involved in this, eh? ..
 -Probably because the way it
is ... - Stated Daniel. - More than just a nobody. Okay, I have 
everything ready ... Come one. 

  The process of removing personal matrix, took a total of ten 
minutes and about the same time it has taken

to make our matrix in a teleport.
In general, after two minutes, we were
on the round platform and teleport through
glass wall looked like Daniel
together with a young pretty girl-guide system makes a final 
check of all parameters. Finally They looked up at us.

 Well-prepared, the youths. - Said
Daniel.
 -Yeah. - I said.
 -Ready. - His voice Svyatomir.
 "Well, then go ahead ... I hope to see you.

  He pressed something on the remote, and for a moment the 
world went out in my eyes ... When He came on again, we stood 
on the rugged terrain ... 

 Chto be continued