Hurrah!
I was able to activate Windows games on your pc! Yuppie!
There was a little 'Seven hurt when I installed it and disappeared ... But so far I've been too lazy to put me to figure out how to activate them! In fact, I thought was impossible. Besides, even things like Windows Movie Maker have disappeared mysteriously ... (Because Windows Live Movie Maker is NOT Windows Movie Maker)
Ah, how nice! I can finally play Hearts in the lost time!
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[V (2009)] Afterwards
Title: Afterward
Fandom: V (2009)
Characters: Chad Decker, Eric Evans, Jack Landry, Kyle Hobbes
Pairing: All / Erica
None Rating: G
Count Words: 1418 ( Fidipù )
Challenge: COW-T @![[info]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_s7R3rSv3Y8rZaxLmUT_e-xSfb94DZPbeDflhyTvtUvtk6-pV46gb1GK4t7MTIqOpsEyMlCjDHMRXCGmlbrr1PVw3yTLdE6asFVy1qqQXmpKbQ5K9QeiA=s0-d)
maridichallenge
Prompt: [II Week - Missoni 2] Courage
Abstract: The reactions Erica and the other after having declared their decisions.
Notes: No, but this courage is inspiring me to a brothel. . _. Another scene taken by Siege, as last week, only this time is set immediately after the speech of Erica. I wanted to imagine the reactions of the four in-depth, and I hope to have pulled out something vaguely acceptable! ^ ^ "
Spoiler: 2x06, Siege
Disclaimer: Beneficiaries, whoever they are ...
Warning: None
When Eric had finished speaking, the air seemed to have become dense almost palpable, so full of static that seemed about to explode at any time. In the midst of the storm, the four were properties for a long time in silence, she tried to continue their eyes, one by one, and they were looking for her, as if within an instant they had all been thrown in the middle of the ocean and the only hope they had of stay afloat was to cling to each other as if they were the only remaining beams of a sinking ship, waiting for someone who would soon come to the rescue.
Erica sighed, drawing back the hair from her face, and gave a quick nod, before he could put together enough air to talk again, "Well," he murmured and seemed as if his voice resound like an echo blurred between those four walls. "This is what I ..." He breathed deeply. "Now I think we should leave all to sleep, because tomorrow will begin the day very heavy." He passed his sleeve shirt under his nose and lips and then forced himself to smile, just a little, as if unable to bear more all the tension that she had brought and Jack took a step forward, resting her hand on his shoulder.
"Are you sure you're okay, Erica?"
She nodded vigorously, perhaps too quickly. "I'm fine. I just need to rest now, that's all. "
Jack opened his mouth to insist and then immediately closed it, perhaps thinking that to argue with her at that time would have been more harmful than anything else. "Okay," she whispered, stroking his arm and Erica stood still, letting the warmth of his hands to inject a bit of warmth. "Thank you, Jack," she said finally, apparently relieved, and then looked straight at me, as if it had suddenly occurred to me something very important: "And what are you going to do from now on?"
He looked at her a moment without understanding and shook his head: "I told you, fight ..."
"No," she interjected, interrupting him. "I mean ... I have secularized, is not it? You can not stay in the parish. Where will you now? "
" I'll find a place, "assured her, trying to turn to smile. "Do not worry about me, Erica. I will manage it. Now just think about yourself, what happened to you. Like you said, you need a rest. "
Erica ran a hand through his hair and nodded, keeping his eyes down. "You're right, I know. Only I can not not think about it. "
" Hey, hey. "Erica turned in surprise, when the voice of Hobbes interrupted them, and turned toward him with his eyes slightly open, as if in that short amount of time had completely forgotten the presence of the other two in the room. Hobbes approached her and looked at straight face, trying to keep his concentration fixed on him. "I know what you feel, I understand. Do you want it right away, but you also know that you can not do. Take a couple of days, at least for the funeral, okay? Then we'll do. "
Erica blinked his eyes a few times and then let a smile appear on the lips. 'Just think'. I tell you no more I'll keep you trapped and you begin to act like a kitten? It is not fair. "
Hobbes smiled and came nearer, passing his arms around her and holding it against his chest, holding him almost to leave you breathless and without tears. "The fact that I am free to hunt, "he said, trying to keep her voice as light as possible," does not mean that I break out on the first deer that I will pass under the nose, do you think? "
" Right, "she murmured, softly, and slowly melted from his grasp, coming back to embrace the room with his eyes. "You're impossible," he said, spreading his arms. "I come here to play tough and you treat me like I was a child. It is not right, "he repeated, with a smile, and the three men just laughed, shrugging.
"It's part of our DNA," said Chad was left on the sidelines until then, as if that show of solidarity and affection was something that, deep down, he was not eligible to participate. Erica smiled and went up to him and to his surprise, even hugged him, giving him a light pat on the shoulder.
"Thanks for staying," he said softly, and when they parted, she turned again, moving again so you can see all three at once. "Thanks for staying, all of them."
"We had already passed this part?" Hobbs joked with a slight shrug of the shoulders and Erica shook her head. "For me it means so much, really. I do not know if any of you right if he had pulled back. "
Jack watched in turn all the present and then turned back to her, the serious expression: "We know that you can do it, Erica. With or without us. "
She looked away for a moment. "I'm afraid," he admitted, after a long moment of silence, feeling the tears back with Sting's eyes. "I'm afraid of losing Tyler, I'm afraid of not making it, I'm afraid that everything will collapse on him, sooner or later." He looked at them, your shoulders relaxed or dropped because they were too heavy to bear.
'I'm afraid. "All three turned to Chad, as a response, stretched her lips into a hard line, fine. "Well," he said after a moment of silence, "I'm not an FBI agent, a former soldier, or anything general. I am a journalist, "he admitted, as if it were a sin or a weakness humiliating. "I know that this thing is much bigger than me, but I can not help it, no? We're all in, and I think we need someone else to take the decision to do something, otherwise we would end with being overwhelmed by these invaders, is not it? "
" Chad, "he began, Erica, shining eyes, and he raised a hand, shaking his head.
"I'm not saying that I have to show courage to sell or anything like that, not really. It's just that ... Anna gave me a brain aneurysm and, probably, for me now there's nothing left to do. " He breathed deeply, and shook his head, looking at her with a rueful smile. "And since that time I just left, I'm going to do it from achieving, doing my part as far as possible, as long as possible." He shrugged. "I think it's the least we owe it to myself."
Erica Jack nodded and smiled, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I agree. Here we have all lost something because of the V, and this war is something we owe to ourselves, our families. There is no reason not to fight by your side. "
Hobbes stood in silence, eyes downcast, as he felt distinctly the voice of Sarah fill their ears and freeze the blood. For once, perhaps, unlike all of them, he was the only one still of the chains that prevented him from moving as he wanted, to face the enemy in full possession of his mental and physical abilities - but would not leave Erica, he knew for sure. Perhaps it would come sooner or later, the day when he had to decide which side they are, but until then, he would continue to fight for her, for both, with all his might. Now he could not do otherwise.
"Courage, Erica, you know we can do it. Eventually, these lizards do not even know what hit them. "
She looked at them in silence for a long moment and then sighed, as if released a huge weight from my heart. "Well. Then we can go now. "Inspire. "We will meet again here tomorrow after the funeral of Joe and then we could start doing things properly." He ran a hand through his hair and if they pulled back from her face, before wiping his face with the sleeve of his jersey. "Well, good night to all."
And they parted without another word, each intent on his way to fight the last remnants of their battles awaiting the arrival of the next day and, with it, the beginning of the war - and this time, would have been true.
Title: Afterward
Fandom: V (2009)
Characters: Chad Decker, Eric Evans, Jack Landry, Kyle Hobbes
Pairing: All
None Rating: G
Count Words: 1418 ( Fidipù )
Challenge: COW-T @
maridichallenge Prompt: [II Week - Missoni 2] Courage
Abstract: The reactions Erica and the other after having declared their decisions.
Notes: No, but this courage is inspiring me to a brothel. . _. Another scene taken by Siege, as last week, only this time is set immediately after the speech of Erica. I wanted to imagine the reactions of the four in-depth, and I hope to have pulled out something vaguely acceptable! ^ ^ "
Spoiler: 2x06, Siege
Disclaimer: Beneficiaries, whoever they are ...
Warning: None
When Eric had finished speaking, the air seemed to have become dense almost palpable, so full of static that seemed about to explode at any time. In the midst of the storm, the four were properties for a long time in silence, she tried to continue their eyes, one by one, and they were looking for her, as if within an instant they had all been thrown in the middle of the ocean and the only hope they had of stay afloat was to cling to each other as if they were the only remaining beams of a sinking ship, waiting for someone who would soon come to the rescue.
Erica sighed, drawing back the hair from her face, and gave a quick nod, before he could put together enough air to talk again, "Well," he murmured and seemed as if his voice resound like an echo blurred between those four walls. "This is what I ..." He breathed deeply. "Now I think we should leave all to sleep, because tomorrow will begin the day very heavy." He passed his sleeve shirt under his nose and lips and then forced himself to smile, just a little, as if unable to bear more all the tension that she had brought and Jack took a step forward, resting her hand on his shoulder.
"Are you sure you're okay, Erica?"
She nodded vigorously, perhaps too quickly. "I'm fine. I just need to rest now, that's all. "
Jack opened his mouth to insist and then immediately closed it, perhaps thinking that to argue with her at that time would have been more harmful than anything else. "Okay," she whispered, stroking his arm and Erica stood still, letting the warmth of his hands to inject a bit of warmth. "Thank you, Jack," she said finally, apparently relieved, and then looked straight at me, as if it had suddenly occurred to me something very important: "And what are you going to do from now on?"
He looked at her a moment without understanding and shook his head: "I told you, fight ..."
"No," she interjected, interrupting him. "I mean ... I have secularized, is not it? You can not stay in the parish. Where will you now? "
" I'll find a place, "assured her, trying to turn to smile. "Do not worry about me, Erica. I will manage it. Now just think about yourself, what happened to you. Like you said, you need a rest. "
Erica ran a hand through his hair and nodded, keeping his eyes down. "You're right, I know. Only I can not not think about it. "
" Hey, hey. "Erica turned in surprise, when the voice of Hobbes interrupted them, and turned toward him with his eyes slightly open, as if in that short amount of time had completely forgotten the presence of the other two in the room. Hobbes approached her and looked at straight face, trying to keep his concentration fixed on him. "I know what you feel, I understand. Do you want it right away, but you also know that you can not do. Take a couple of days, at least for the funeral, okay? Then we'll do. "
Erica blinked his eyes a few times and then let a smile appear on the lips. 'Just think'. I tell you no more I'll keep you trapped and you begin to act like a kitten? It is not fair. "
Hobbes smiled and came nearer, passing his arms around her and holding it against his chest, holding him almost to leave you breathless and without tears. "The fact that I am free to hunt, "he said, trying to keep her voice as light as possible," does not mean that I break out on the first deer that I will pass under the nose, do you think? "
" Right, "she murmured, softly, and slowly melted from his grasp, coming back to embrace the room with his eyes. "You're impossible," he said, spreading his arms. "I come here to play tough and you treat me like I was a child. It is not right, "he repeated, with a smile, and the three men just laughed, shrugging.
"It's part of our DNA," said Chad was left on the sidelines until then, as if that show of solidarity and affection was something that, deep down, he was not eligible to participate. Erica smiled and went up to him and to his surprise, even hugged him, giving him a light pat on the shoulder.
"Thanks for staying," he said softly, and when they parted, she turned again, moving again so you can see all three at once. "Thanks for staying, all of them."
"We had already passed this part?" Hobbs joked with a slight shrug of the shoulders and Erica shook her head. "For me it means so much, really. I do not know if any of you right if he had pulled back. "
Jack watched in turn all the present and then turned back to her, the serious expression: "We know that you can do it, Erica. With or without us. "
She looked away for a moment. "I'm afraid," he admitted, after a long moment of silence, feeling the tears back with Sting's eyes. "I'm afraid of losing Tyler, I'm afraid of not making it, I'm afraid that everything will collapse on him, sooner or later." He looked at them, your shoulders relaxed or dropped because they were too heavy to bear.
'I'm afraid. "All three turned to Chad, as a response, stretched her lips into a hard line, fine. "Well," he said after a moment of silence, "I'm not an FBI agent, a former soldier, or anything general. I am a journalist, "he admitted, as if it were a sin or a weakness humiliating. "I know that this thing is much bigger than me, but I can not help it, no? We're all in, and I think we need someone else to take the decision to do something, otherwise we would end with being overwhelmed by these invaders, is not it? "
" Chad, "he began, Erica, shining eyes, and he raised a hand, shaking his head.
"I'm not saying that I have to show courage to sell or anything like that, not really. It's just that ... Anna gave me a brain aneurysm and, probably, for me now there's nothing left to do. " He breathed deeply, and shook his head, looking at her with a rueful smile. "And since that time I just left, I'm going to do it from achieving, doing my part as far as possible, as long as possible." He shrugged. "I think it's the least we owe it to myself."
Erica Jack nodded and smiled, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I agree. Here we have all lost something because of the V, and this war is something we owe to ourselves, our families. There is no reason not to fight by your side. "
Hobbes stood in silence, eyes downcast, as he felt distinctly the voice of Sarah fill their ears and freeze the blood. For once, perhaps, unlike all of them, he was the only one still of the chains that prevented him from moving as he wanted, to face the enemy in full possession of his mental and physical abilities - but would not leave Erica, he knew for sure. Perhaps it would come sooner or later, the day when he had to decide which side they are, but until then, he would continue to fight for her, for both, with all his might. Now he could not do otherwise.
"Courage, Erica, you know we can do it. Eventually, these lizards do not even know what hit them. "
She looked at them in silence for a long moment and then sighed, as if released a huge weight from my heart. "Well. Then we can go now. "Inspire. "We will meet again here tomorrow after the funeral of Joe and then we could start doing things properly." He ran a hand through his hair and if they pulled back from her face, before wiping his face with the sleeve of his jersey. "Well, good night to all."
And they parted without another word, each intent on his way to fight the last remnants of their battles awaiting the arrival of the next day and, with it, the beginning of the war - and this time, would have been true.
Boracay Activities How Much
not allow the gap masterpiece!
Why does my fridge does not go sausage?
And football on TV there, and shower fiasco?
crows alarm clock every half hour
Do not let me sleep, so bastard should be put into scrap metal.
[..?]
Why sit in a chair under the chandelier, I do not fly
and took aim from there to spit in your own boots?
So mastered the theory, trajectory to watch,
to visit neighbors head into the ceiling.
[...]
And I wanted to ask, why the silence rings. (?)
[..?]
Why the gloom under the couch like a cat under tail,
And around taka pylischa that dims appetite?
[..?]
Why am I seeing a loud radio is silent?
Garbage chute without bottoms and do not see how flying.
[..?]
Where got to my file, my pride and beauty,
And of course why not go the sausage.
http://anatolych.livejournal.com/15881.html
Why does my fridge does not go sausage?
And football on TV there, and shower fiasco?
crows alarm clock every half hour
Do not let me sleep, so bastard should be put into scrap metal.
[..?]
Why sit in a chair under the chandelier, I do not fly
and took aim from there to spit in your own boots?
So mastered the theory, trajectory to watch,
to visit neighbors head into the ceiling.
[...]
And I wanted to ask, why the silence rings. (?)
[..?]
Why the gloom under the couch like a cat under tail,
And around taka pylischa that dims appetite?
[..?]
Why am I seeing a loud radio is silent?
Garbage chute without bottoms and do not see how flying.
[..?]
Where got to my file, my pride and beauty,
And of course why not go the sausage.
http://anatolych.livejournal.com/15881.html
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