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saw this picture Learn from vovanexe and just upisalas ... Thank you, my dear, so a theme!!

Slow Money Dance Songs

canarejka @ 2009-12-12T21: 07:00

1) climbing festival slopes. Lungs.
2) saw the film "Pumpkin." Liked, even shed a few tears at the end ...
A speck of dust can simply

I love Christina Ricci
She always complex roles. Little sullen girl. I especially liked the "Prozac Nation" (medical drug that makes a happy life).

3) Yes DUB

Data Transfer Objects Makes Me Sick

Ah, what the hell xD

someday xD xDDDD And here we go







Record Fifth.








Thursday.

ten in the morning.
Government Offices Trip Temporary.
Thirty Three Floor, Suite Eight Hundred Ninety-Seven.


awoke, looked out the window and saw that indeed all that had happened on Wednesday had been a long and very detailed nightmare.
He sat on the bed, which was surprisingly comfortable, and again noted the room. All seemed quiet, maybe too quiet ...

1472.14 Form (obtained on the thirteenth floor and would allow the ability to apply with the administration, said his head) watching him threateningly from the nightstand.

reached out and took the form with a sigh. The flipped a bit, and crawled pathetically to the desk to take the pen that was by the block.
pathetically He crawled back, and began to fill the role.

"Are you corrupt?" No.
"Have you been in prison?" No.
"Have you committed an illegal act?" No.
"Has ever tried to deceive an Administrative Office? "What the hell were these questions?
This is stupid, she thought, marked "no."
After three quarters of an hour, he found himself signing the three pages of Form 897.1, which apparently would serve to avoid filling who knows how many ways in the future.

He sat on the bed again and noted that, ironically, had gone to bed fully clothed and had not returned to put his pajamas. In part, refused to leave the room to face the fact that if two years have not solved a mystery that totally escaped his mind, he should be a boon to the Lord of Time, and the truth was that the Lord of Time did not seem exactly the kind of person who would ask a simple nonsense.
For curiosity opened the closet to find it empty. He discovered that a door was a mirror, and looked with strange clothes. He folded his pajamas and put it in one of the shelves. If you had to be stuck in this place, at least be comfortable.
continued around the room to find the little door leading into the bathroom. The half opened with certain nerves and calm breathing again when he saw a dip of the same type of ordinary bathrooms of their world.
said that a shower is not a bad idea.

After an hour, after examination, the shower and once again review the paperwork, he prepared to leave the room. Personally take the forms, after all he knew to the floor 13, then return to the room and call the Secretary to continue the latter form, whose number could not remember, which would ask for a vacancy and officially become an employee more of the Government Offices of time travel.

left his room, forms in hand, and headed for the elevator, which came after a few minutes. Of course the monkey was there, with no cap but with a yellow cup that had a picture of a banana, and was filled to the brim with hot coffee. Standing beside him was a kind of horse, lion-dragon-unicorn-thing, mostly gold and red.
- Hello future roommate. - Health Visitor just had both feet inside the elevator. - I hope you've rested.
- Ah, good morning ... I rested well, thanks. Go to thirteenth floor.
- Flat thirteen foot. - The monkey pressed the button and then looked back to horse-dragon-unicorn-lion thing. - He's the guy I was talking about, Qilin.
- Ah, it's good. - The Qilin moved a little and gave him a nod.
- Nice ... - The young man smiled politely.
- I am the Chief of the Bureau of Personnel of the building, my race is "qilin." The Lord of time and told me about you, but not yet see you there.
- Yesterday I spent most of the day filling out forms. - He said the boy.
- Sure, it was expected. Are you done with Form 1472.14?
- I was going to deliver it. - I said showing him the papers in his hand.
- The following is the Form 19216.8, to request that you assign a vacancy. - The Qilin wagged his tail a bit. - You'll have to do in my office, on the fourteenth floor.
- I understand. "I can ask you directly?
- Yes, that's okay. - The Qilin a bowed again, by way of greeting, and the bell rang.
- Flat fourteen. - Announced the monkey then a drink of coffee added. - Have a good day.
- Thanks, same to you and the visitor.
The Head down the elevator, moving with surprising agility, and the door closed.
- The Qilin is a fantastic guy. - The monkey laughed. - A little special, but undoubtedly one of the most prolific of the Administration.
- verbose? - The bell rang.
- floor thirteen. - Announced the monkey. - Have a good day.

The boy got off the elevator bye. I would have preferred to stay to make a few
more questions, but I knew it was trouble. Followed the winding corridors, and reached the door the previous day.
struck carefully and wait for an answer. After a minute of silence, struck again and this time a deep voice, the young man recognized as the Minotaur who had boarded the elevator the day before, replied that to happen.
- With your permission ... - Muttered, opening the door to find the minotaur writing papers, with their glasses on and a steaming cup of coffee at his side.
- Hello again, Guest. - The Minotaur looked up from his papers. - Do you come to leave the Form 1472.14? - Yes. - The young man extended the two forms and added. - Form is also 897.1.
- Oh, How special! - The Minotaur smiled, or at least the Visitor assumed that terrifying face was a smile. - You owe it to the head fall.
- Special ...?
- Sure, it's one of the few ways that we have indeed let you do less paperwork than normal. Usually to request records or request a hearing with the Chief would have to complete two applications.
- Go ... - The young man's brow frown a bit. - I did not know was so important, or I would have appreciated more.
- Ah, that's the Chief. Does good things and never says. - The Minotaur laughed. - Procesaré these papers immediately. You should go get your coffee before it is gone.
- Coffee?
- Oh ... Sure, you do not know. On the floor thirty-eight already serving coffee midday. Serve coffee and donuts at eight o'clock, noon, at four in the afternoon, eight in the evening, at midnight and four o'clock.
- That sounds good ... - He took a mental note to go get coffee before you pass the time. - I guess a coffee every four hours should help you stay awake.
- Oh but it is every four hours. - The File Manager leaned a little to get it in the face. - The longer you play tricks on in this building. It is good practice to talk about the time of day rather than the number of hours that must pass.
- Ah, I understand ...
- The first day I spent with the same expression of you have lost. - The Minotaur turned to straight, and looked at the papers in his hand. - Do not worry, it will pass soon. Now go get your coffee, and you can go to the fourteenth floor at about three o'clock.
- I understand. "I can ask the exact time?
- twelve o'clock, thirty minutes, twenty seconds. - He said after taking out a pocket watch god knows where. - When you are a full employee, you'll get your own clock.
- Does everyone have one?
- Sure, the clock always have the time of the building. It is very practical.
- I understand ...
- But it's more than enough talk. - The Minotaur settled lenses. - You should go for your coffee before it is too late.
- Agreed. - The young man smiled. - Thank you.
- Have a good day.


The Visitor was found again in the corridor observing one of the corners. He walked up to the elevator and pressed the button.
The idea of coffee and donuts did not sound too bad, considering that breakfast yet. If this matter was so serious, perhaps with the secretary would be there and could give him the news.
The familiar bell and the announcement of "thirteenth floor" was removed from his concentration.
- Good morning again. - Greeted the monkey.
- Good morning, I go to the floor thirty-eight to get coffee. - Announced, in lift round saw a creature with a great eye, a large mouthful of sharp teeth and several tentacles with eyes (tried not to show that it frightened the best he could), a man with goat legs (a faun, the I knew it) and the girl at the previous day.
- You're all an employee! - The monkey laughed. - We talked about you.
- Do not do nothing but talk about people? - He asked, almost joking about it seriously.
- We are bored. - Answered the faun, with a shrug. - There has been much work lately.
- Also, your arrival is big news. - A statement was the monkey. - After all you are the only race to be repeated that this iteration is reached.
- And the single traveler. - The girl said with a smile.
- Sure it's a sight to behold. - Said the creature's eyes, and everyone was watching.
- That was worse than usual. - The monkey rolled her eyes.
- You do not appreciate the good humor.
- Ah ... Visitor, they are the faun, who works in the residential area, and the viewer, who works at the police. - The witch presented. - The Visitor is Two Thousand Five Hundred Fifty-two of which both have heard.
- A taste ... - The boy gave them a nod, as he had seen other humanoids of the building, the faun said the gesture with a similar inclination, and his hand shook the viewer eye-tentacles.
- It's good to have you here, with a little luck things start to change, as they say happened when he was one traveler. - Said the Faun, hitting the floor with one foot.
- According to the girls of the Data Center, the visitor brings a dark cloud following him. - The witch seemed excited.
- Yeah, yeah. I can see the dark aura. - The beholder showed his sharp teeth into something that could be a smile, for better or for worse.
- A dark cloud ...? A dark aura? - The young man felt that the color down his face.
- They're frightening! - The mono reproached laughter.
- Ah! - The witch blushed and looked down at his feet. - I'm sorry, just joked ...!
- N-no, okay!
- did not want to bother you ...!
- I wonder if it's right that we go into panic as well. - Asked the faun.
- I do not think. They look comfortable.
Silence.
- Seriously, you could not say "seem comfortable?
- was a good time. - The spectator turned his big eye and several of its tentacles.
Bell.
- twenty-fifth floor. - Announced the monkey.
- This is my floor. - The beholder is lifted into the air, which was odd considering he had no wings, and floated out. - Have a nice day, see you later.
- That was not so terrible ... - The Faun laughed.
- do not think that was a joke. - Interrupted the monkey.
- Ah ... That explains a lot. - The Faun nodded.
- But tell me, - said the sorceress trying to change the subject. - How do you get used to things here?
- I thought it would cost me more. - Admitted the visitor. - But I have still a long way to go.
- Sure, it's understandable. - The girl smiled, nodding. - But it is good to hear you're learning fast.
Bell.
- Flat thirty-two. - The monkey scratched his head.
- This is my floor. - The Faun ran to get off the elevator. - See you at the cafe of the eight.
- Until then ...! - The sorceress smiled, waving the faun with his hand.
- Is it my idea or this last leg was much shorter? - The young man was puzzled.
- That's normal ... - The girl smiled gently. - Time passes in strange ways here ...
- I see ...
- Ah ... - She lowered her head a moment. - Are you going to meet someone ...?
- No. Just went to get coffee.
- Do you mind if I go with ...?
- Absolutely. - The visitor smiled. - We can keep talking.
Monkey struck his forehead with the palm of his right hand, and the sorceress started.
- Something wrong?
- No, no. All is well. - The monkey rolled her eyes.
- Oh ... - The girl blushed slightly. - Now you just have the Personnel Department, right?
- Yes. And then discover my post.
- Do you have room? - He asked, going up even more color to your face.
- Uh ... Yes, it's eight hundred ninety-seven.
- Ah ...! You're on the floor thirty-three ... Right?
- Yes. And you? - The young man smiled politely, trying to make conversation.
- I'm thirty-four ... - I said it. - M-my room is 1342.
- Thirteen forty-two. - The visitor nodded. - Well, when I know my phone I will tell you, if you want.
- S-if you please ...!
Bell.
- Flat thirty-eight. - The monkey rolled her eyes. - Get out, give me diabetes.
- C-shut up ...! - The girl came running.
- What do you mean ...? - The young man blinked a few times, totally lost.
- Oh by the gods. - The elevator was again hit the front. - Get down, boy dark cloud of evil, they're calling the elevator.
- Ah, sorry. - The Visitor fell rapidly and added. - Up later.
- Yeah, yeah, see you later.
The elevator door closed.


the witch waiting for him about six or seven meters, noting the letter from one of the restaurants at him. The color difference between her face and her hair is finally starting to see again.
- Sorry for the delay. - The young man smiled. - That monkey knows how to be cryptic.
- Ah yes ... - She paused. - Come, I show you where the coffee is requested.
- Thanks.
walked towards the floor where they served coffee, while the witch explains some of the places that the Secretariat had not explained the previous day.
After a few minutes, reached a place where a huge squid or octopus served coffee to eight hands, and across from a long line filled with various creatures of all types expected, cups in hand or on their heads or something equally bizarre.
- And there where the queue full of people, it served coffee and donuts. - She smiled slightly. - Usually continues to serve up to one hour after the start, so you have time. Everyone has the right to stop our work to come and get coffee, and of course you can send others to find it for you.
- Wow, really take it seriously ...
- is our national drink. - Explained it, and the young man asked if he was joking or not.
- This place is really great ... - Said the visitor, with some admiration.
- Yes, it is impressive. - The girl nodded, watching from afar. - This building grows with each iteration ...
- I still can not explain well why the iterations. - The young man sighed.
- You're going to explain all, be patient.
- That attempt. - He laughed. - But we find the coffee.
Both walked up to the end of the queue (behind a hairy humanoid that looked like a dog standing on two legs and clothes), and waited for a few minutes, taking steps slowly.
- For now you can take your coffee in a disposable cup. - Explained the magical, conjuring up a cup of nothingness. - I have my cup here, and give you yours when you complete an employee.
- Ah ... "I can ask? - The young man pointed to the cup, puzzled.
- cups, clocks and many more things are made by our Department of necessities. Our Dwarf and work there a couple of our most powerful wizards. So all these things are magical, for our convenience.
- Ah, that explains a lot ...
- Next! - Called the squid after filling the dog bowl humanoid.
- Good morning, Kraken. - The young man smiled. - I bring the visitor today.
- Oh ... - The squid stared at the boy with his great eye. - Here's your coffee in a disposable cup and your donuts, and here's yours witch.
- Thank ... - The boy took the things, which had been offered with two different tentacles, and watched the kraken fill the cup of the young and reach for donuts.
- Thank you. - The sorceress smiled broadly. - Good luck today.
- See you for coffee at four in the afternoon, have a nice day ... Next!


turned aside to make room for those who follow, and the boy took a sip of his coffee.
- Wow ...
- I know, it's unbelievable. In my not even like coffee before trying this.
- Wow ... - The Visitor took another swig of the plastic cup. This was not a regular coffee ... and knew that if asked he would say it was a café or something magical.
- What time did you have your next appointment? - I asked her.
- The Minotaur said I could go to the fourteenth floor at about three o'clock.
- That should be your last process. Then you have all the rights of an employee ...
- I've been told.
- And I guess then start to work ...
- Yes. I can not imagine what use could have ... But anyway, work is work.
- in a month and collect your salary ...!
- A salary? - Asked the visitor, a little confused. He had not thought he would be paid considering doing this to save his life.
- Sure fool. It is illegal to have someone working without paying the appropriate fee.
- I had not happened. - Admitted. - After all my circumstances here are special.
- But anyway. - She laughed softly. - Ah ... Do you have plans for lunch ...?
- Not at all.
- So maybe we can have lunch together ...?



At three in the afternoon, the visitor under the fourteenth floor, after an evening with the Enchantress. Within several years, hit the front of the note that stuttering and blushing did not happen only because she was "shy."
The floor was full of offices and corridors, and managed to get everyone wondering where you are supposed to be to find the qilin. The upside was that seemingly everyone knew who he was, so I just showed him where to go without question.
reached the office after more than ten minutes walk steadily, and hit the door, which opened alone. Found within an office not unlike that of the Devil and behind the desk to a humanoid long golden hair with red tips, pale skin and clothing typical of the place.
- Ah, to finally arrive. - He smiled, and the visitor knew he was facing the qilin.
- Sorry, did not know the way to this office was so long. - The young man not yet entered the office, and simply speak from the door.
- It's nothing ... Please pass. - The Qilin beckoned with his hand to make himself comfortable. - Come in and sit down, the papers have arrived from the thirteenth floor.
- That's good news, right?
- Yes. - The Boss opened a drawer of his desk and began to rummage among the papers. - You mean you just have a procedure to be done.
- One Step sounds fantastic. - The Visitor could not prevent a smile spread across his lips.
- Here you go. - Completed, holding out a paper on the desk. - This is the latest way for now, 19216.8 Form, used to apply for vacancies in the administration.
- Es .. very short. - Said the boy with some surprise, surprise or search page small print or do anything that would make this way was another torture. - Only one page ...
- Oh yes, is the favorite of most employees. - The qilin shrugged, as if confused. - Do not see what the problem have with paperwork.
- Well ... Everyone has different tastes ... - The visitor smiled, hoping not to have to explain that he was of those people who could have continued to fill their lives without all that paperwork.
- I guess. - The Boss still looked confused, but not say anything. - Now, read carefully and sign the paper, with that in one day everything will be ready.
- Understood.

was a nice paper. Promised work nine hours a day, live in the building and urged him to keep silent about what happened in the building under penalty of death. Would gain in return a salary, a clock, a cup, a bedroom and a per diem for food. Would have all the facilities of the building, and her rights stipulated in the regulations of 934 to 3491, he had no idea they were. Also could not discuss his salary, do (many) strikes, or attempt to marry the Secretary.
was really loose and comfortable, had to admit.

Nothing oaths loyalty, and the only dangerous thing was something I would do anyway ...

the hell.

signed the paper, and it was what God wants.

--------- And, There we go xDDDD
i have mixed feelings regarding this novel. Sigh ...

Letter Template For 25 Year Of Service

nanowriwoe @ 2009-11-13T00: 19:00

And so, it Begins ... xD
Record Fourth.

Facts And Quotes About Breast Cancer

nanowriwoe @ 2009-11-09T23: 22:00

ATTIS XD This chapter is the plot, the lord of time pwnea me, and I am hijacked by Buer, for a change XD
Record Third







Wednesday.

Ten-thirty in the morning.
Central Office Administration Temporary Trip.
Time Lord offices.


The witch came half an hour later. He smiled at the Visitor and the dragon, he thanked the Secretariat, and left the room quickly.

- It's your turn. - Announced the girl with a smile. - Remember explain everything in detail to the Lord, right?
- Understood. - The young man stood up and sat her pajamas. - I can ask you a question?
- Adelante. - She smiled.

- Will I get a change of clothes when you leave? - Ah, that was really uncomfortable. - Do not think this is the most suitable for use ...
- Oh, yeah ... - Secretary laughed. - If you go, you get more clothes. So go and behave yourself, do not make me look bad.
- Okay, thank you ... - The young man sighed and glanced at the dragon. - See you when you leave.
- If you go. - Was the reply, accompanied by a smile full of teeth. The young man replied. He wondered what kind of person that would be within his two secretaries were so confident that the chance of survival was so low.


gently knocked on the door and opened it a little to hear the "go" inside.
looked through the crack, to meet a portion of an office, most failed to see the owner thereof until he opened the door.
- With your permission ... - announced, entering.
The office was considerably larger than the reception, but kept the color scheme of white and blue. There were several shelves of books, some archivists, a window where you could see the same sky bizarre, and compared to the same old style desk practically empty except for a lamp, a pencil, a couple of books and a couple of feet.
- Morning ... - Said the visitor. The only response he received from the man, who was slumped in his chair, bare feet on the table and a record over his head, were mild snoring.
- Excuse me? - Ventured after several minutes without response.
- so slow that I fell asleep. - I answered the voice of the Lord of Time, which was not exactly deep or special, while still covering his face, the record was shaking with movement. - What?
- His secretary told me to come. - Explained. - To tell you of my situation.
- I hope it's a good story, because there is no justification for more than one man in this building. Sit down and talk. - The Lord shook his hand, and the visitor could not help noticing that it was quite small. Before sitting down trying to see more above the desk, but could not.
- Actually I do not know how ... I lay down to sleep in my house and woke up in the door of this building ...
- Oh? - The Time Lord above sat bolt upright, and the case fell on the table, revealing a young man of only fourteen or fifteen years, interspersed with black hair and rather careless. - You mean you got here by accident?
- Yes, sir ...
- Go ... - Young Lord laughed, and watched him with narrowed eyes. - Sounds like fun.
- With respect, your concept of fun escapes my understanding.
- It's because you do not live here. - Another laughter is a little more worrisome. - But that's okay, we can help it.
- What are you talking ...?
- You see, according to current regulations, your presence here is violating the regulations of each in 1563.
- They are many regulations ... - Was all he could say the boy. - What I can do about this ...?
- Death would be quick and simple solution, both for you and the Administration. - The Time Lord smiled as if he were offering a trip to Hawaii with all payments.
- Do not want to die.
- Ah ... - The Lord seemed genuinely disappointed with the response. - Then it is more complicated. The only way to ensure you're not breaking all those rules would be that you were a government employee.
- I understand that ... - Another extended break between them. - Are not there some way to let me go home and live in peace?
- Hmm ... - The Supreme Commander nodded, and remained thought for a moment. - Just one ... Are you a panda, dragon, kiwi, chelyorchis, a woman who knows how to drive a car, not hysterical mother, a man who does not think about sex or some other endangered species?
- Ah ... No.
- So is death or work.
The Visitor hesitated for a moment.


The Time Lord took out his watch (a watch expensive-looking silver) and looked time.
- Would you believe they are already five in the afternoon? - He said with an exaggerated sigh.
- But we were not talking about twenty minutes ...
- Oh, yeah. Sometimes those things happen in this office, do not worry, it's normal. Let's call my assistants to start your paperwork.
- do not know if I want to ask if that much.
- No, not want.
- With your permission ... - Hummed the girl, entering the office followed by the dragon. The Guest did not remember that he has been called, but chose not to ask.
- still alive. - Said the Secretary, in an impassive tone.
- Yes, yes, still alive. Why kill him? It is an essential test for a possible case of a protocol violation and a red alert.
- Red Alert? - The dragon could not help but smile back. - I thought you never see one of those.
- Indeed. And for our greatest fortune, the young visitor here agreed to help with the investigation.
- Did I?
- Not yet, but you will in a matter of hours.
- But Lord! - The words of the Secretary changed to one of horror, and the room temperature began to rise slightly. - But what will his position? The post man is busy.
- Oh that's simple. We seek a position that is unique to him. I will create the job and that everything will be under control.
- Ah ... I understand. Then we start to process your registration as you do that, right?
- That's right. You will be responsible to guide the procedure. The sorceress nodded to help with the investigation of a possible rupture in space-time.
- I want to participate in the study. - The dragon took a step forward. - I want nothing to do with the paperwork, but do not want to miss the first piece of action since the arrival of Nikola.
- Nikola. If he knew such fun. - The Time Lord laughed. - All right, you will work with them in the investigation once the paperwork is complete. Insurance may benefit from your experience ... And it might have to hit someone.
- Fantastic. - The dragon gave him a slight nod and turned to the Lord. - See you for dinner. - He said before leaving.

Time Lord Young smiled the smile of that expected all that, he seemed quite fond of the dragon and the visitor wondered if anything would be known for a long time.
- Chico ... Visitors will still be to finish the paperwork. Once complete, you will have a new position, and she will be your name. Do you understand that once this is complete you can no longer return to your normal life, right?
- I understand ...
- but want to return, right?
- Yes. - The young man nodded. - I worry about my family and friends, but do not want to die yet.
- Well, well ... - The black-haired young man smiled mischievously and again turn our gaze to
clock. - Then do a deal.
- A deal?
- Yes. A bet if you want. It bores me to have a permanently depressed person working nearby.
- I hear it. - You have two years. - The Time Lord closed his watch and put it in the same pocket he had gotten.
- Two years?
- If in two years you can solve this case, you will perform a wish.
- Anything? - The Visitor blinked, puzzled.
- Anything that I can fulfill. My domain is time, so within that you can let your imagination run.
- What if I fail?
- Then you stay here and fulfill my desire. Of course within your odds.
- Do not see what you make of it.
- You'd be surprised ... But fortunately, the regulation 188.35 let me say no more about it.
- I understand. - The young man smiled. - So the bet.
- Agreed. - The Supreme Commander stood up and extended his hand to the visitor. For the first time he was able to completely observe, to find out wearing a dress mix of practical and noble warrior or an escapee from a fantasy movie-budget. Or in simpler words, dress just did not fit in any era.
They shook hands to seal the bet, and the girl smiled playfully.
- I can start the proceedings, Lord?
- Go ahead, it's all yours. Have fun, and get comfortable. - The Lord sat back, took his record, and went back to sleep without much interest in what happened in the room.



The Visitor girl was dragged in the same way that had brought him halfway. The young man was carried away without complaint. If he could complete this research, could return home. You could even ask the Time Lord to take him back to the night he had gone to sleep to keep your appointment.
And that was the smallest hope. Could ask to go to the future or the past, could no longer ask older, or be with the person I wanted forever ... I could ask any kind of crazy and no one could say no. The idea was simple enough to stunt her head with a thousand thoughts and possibilities. - To begin, fill in Form 757.2, a membership application. Once completed and processed we can go the thirteenth floor to request Form 1472.14 to request the ability to do business with the government. In this way we can ask for Form 19216.8, to ask you assign a vacancy ... The rest is in the hands of my Lord.
- I got lost in the 757.2. - Admitted the visitor. - That's bad, right?
- This is normal the first few days is difficult to understand how it all works. - She smiled, reassuring. - Do not worry, you'll get used over time.
- I hope ... If I win the bet, then I'd better.
- Sure ... But wait, I need a role. - She stopped at his desk and took one of the papers in there. - Go to the thirtieth floor, which is where the Chief Constable of Time. In the we can ask directly how this role only with magic ...
- Magic ...?
- The Devil loves bureaucracy and paperwork. Never go to ask anything without bringing at least one memorandum. - I said, as he walked toward the elevator.
- So is a plain paper?
- If there's one thing you learn is that the best way to deal with the leaders is to work as they want. Although their methods are absurd.
- does not sound very different from how things are in the place where I live.
- and probably ... But you'll see that the methods here are a little more special than that place.
- not what I question ...



- Good evening girl and visitors. - The monkey's was once the elevator arrived, after a good ten minutes of waiting. - Good to see you live, boy.
- Ah ... Thanks.
- Go to the thirtieth floor.
- Oohh ... - The monkey smiled and pressed the button. - I see, the floor 30 then.
- During the early days if you do not know which floor is what you want you can ask for help from our elevator. - He told the Secretary with a smile. - The best at what he does.
- I understand. - The young man looked at the monkey with a small smile. - From already thank you very much for your help.
- learn fast. This place is not as terrible as it seems at first sight. - The monkey laughed after saying that removing enough credibility to his story.
- I guess not ... In fact it feels surprisingly like a normal office building.
- Normal is a very funny word. - The girl laughed. - I never listen exhausted.
- Flat thirty-nine. - Announced the monkey with its obligatory bell. - Good afternoon, Miss Fairy, I hope you're having a good day.
- is relative. - The elf frowned as he went flying into the elevator. There was to be more than eight inches, and obviously a fine diamond dust was falling behind her. - I was more than twenty-five minutes waiting for that stupid unicorn deigned to bring the necessary documentation to begin processing a residence.
- Oh, So we will have a new resident? - The monkey smiled, a smile quite similar, ie upper lip up revealing his teeth. - Do you know who he is?
- I have no idea. - The fairy shook his wings with some distaste, accommodating the skirt of her dress. - But if I meet him today, I'll kill him.
- I understand your misery. - The Secretary smiled and shrugged Visitor far back into the elevator. - I too am a victim of the vagaries of the mail.
- Ah, yes. - The fairy came went to the bottom of the elevator, and began to accommodate the hair using the elevator mirror. - Do not believe these creatures. Actually, one only wants to do its job properly!
- Flat thirty. - Announced the monkey, and the boy muttered a "permission" to get out of there as quickly as possible. - Have a good day girl and future resident.
Oh my god. The young man stood motionless, staring at the monkey with a look of disbelief, while the fairy turned to see them, almost in slow motion typical of the films.
His head announced he was going to die,
that little fairy was going to slaughter, which could no longer work here, that his life would be hell if an enemy had won after so little time ...

But fortunately the elevator doors closed before he came to see him.

Secretary took her hand to drag it back.
- Were very close, huh? - He said with a chuckle. - If I were you I would never on the wrong side of a fairy. They are really terrible creatures when they are angry with someone.
- I can imagine ... - The Visitor sighed. - But I think it came to me.
- then you have a second chance. - She smiled, this time in a way complicit. - Do not waste it.
- I will do whatever possible. - He smiled slightly. This was going to be hell.
- Welcome to the thirtieth floor. - The young man paused to show a runner. - Here are the offices of the highest levels of the Time Police. It is the only part of the police where there are offices that are used for administrative tasks. The other offices are used for interrogation or meetings. The rest are cubicles.
- How many people work here?
- There are exactly eight thousand four hundred forty-three beings living here. The three are, of course, the Lord, the dragon and myself. You will be eight thousand four hundred forty-four, a number more fun. A pity we can not dismiss the four thousand to make the number even more fun ...
- Maybe they can hire four more, then the number will be symmetrical. - Offered the visitor.
- I guess it will be easier ... - The secretary said, and paused, as if he were analyzing the situation. - I think, and then propose it to the boss.
- So where are we supposed?
- Ah true. Meet the devil today. - She looked pretty happy to walk as he threw one of several floor brokers thirty.


were standing outside a door quite similar to other doors, if not completely indistinguishable.
- Here we are. This is the office of Chief of Police of Time. Few people have the privilege of coming here, so you should feel thankful to the Lord for allowing you to deal directly with him.
- Ah ... I am, I guess.
- The Devil works hard, and much, but it is a bureaucrat from hell. Never fill any form without reading it completely, and do not forget to ask to do everything in triplicate. That way you keep a copy.
- Agreed.
- Now come on. - The Secretary took a step forward and hit the door. - Lord Chief!
- Who is it?
- The Secretary and the Visitor, sir.
- Ah yes ... Forward, forward.
She stepped aside to allow the young to go first. The Chief of Police of the time was a man in his thirties, blond hair and blue eyes, wearing a neat suit. On his desk were three large trays full of papers. One read "input", the middle one "outstanding" and the third "out."
- Good afternoon. - He gave the boy with a respectful inclination. The Devil smiled, the truth was that he did not honor any of their race. At first sight was an ordinary human.
- We brought a memo from the Lord. - The girl said with a smile from ear to ear.
- Oh yeah? - The Chief stood up immediately for the role. - Where do I have to sign for delivery?
- In the shadow copy, Chief.
- Sure, sure ... - He smiled as he signed the copy with perfect penmanship. - And who do you bring me today?
- The Lord asked to be dealt with residency for this visitor. - Explained the girl. - But as you know to do that we need to first complete Form 757.2, in order to ask for Form 1472.14 on the thirteenth floor.
- Naturally. But since the 757.2 must be completed before entering the building, what would perhaps be more correct not to fill out the forms 405.6 and 543.11?
- is understandable, but you will understand that this is a high priority case, and according to the rules of subsection 958 G numeral 43, may use Form 757.2 for cases of high priority or order of the Lord's own Time.
- That is clear, but anyway is highly recommended that you complete Form 405.6, to avoid damage in case of any accident.
- Form 4095.2 be more correct in this situation, after all arrived here by accident. - The girl shrugged.
- 834.9 Perhaps we should consider as provisional until the start of the investigation.
Then Visitor brain went out and did not listen more. Among the distant murmur of voices discussing the two numbers, letters and regulations, could see the smile on the face of Satan as the room temperature rising and falling capriciously, the system crazy Air conditioning.
- With your permission. - Said when they stopped for breath. - I'll sit over here, keep quiet.
We both looked for a few seconds, puzzled and obeyed without complaint.

----- I love the lord of time while I scrub the plot, and I love everyone and I love the dragon and the monkey and Buero!!
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