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Victoria looked at her companion, trying to understand what he was saying and why. And I saw in his hand a beautiful red dress, chic shoes and a very attractive suitcase.
Gideon stood with his eyes closed, exuding a feeling of gratitude so strong that it was impossible not to feel it, as well as to describe in words this abundance of sensations not previously known.
Victoria opened her mouth unconsciously.
– This is for you my gift, he said boyfriend gifts girlfriend. – Now there is no need to go to the village in search of things. Put this on. On the road, you will not be missed by any car in this form. The first driver will give you a ride to the city, and for free. Be sure.
"Who are you?" – slightly moving away from shock, said the girl.
"I'm your brother, Victoria, a human.
"Why did you save me?" You knew my intentions, didn't you?
"Your deadline hasn't come yet, and I did what I had to do. For your stuff I'm sorry. I had to sacrifice them.
"It's strange… we were in the middle of nowhere in an instant, but you still have your clothes on, and I don't. Why is that?
"I used the combined teleportation technique.
"How's that?"
– This is when you move yourself, and at the same time you drag someone. That's why I still have my clothes on, but you don't.
"Can I try it on?" Victoria demanded, her eyes unable to detach themselves from the clothes in Gideon's hand.
"Of course it's yours."
The girl accepted the gifts without hesitation, took off her shirt, immediately gave it to the owner and put on a dress, then shoes. The outfit was just right.
"You look great," Gideon said.
"I wish I had a mirror."..
– At home you will appreciate, materialization should not be idle.
Victoria smiled sheepishly. The highway was very close. She knew that the moment of parting was almost upon her. Spend so little time with a stranger, but get so much from him… including life-not a frequent phenomenon. I wanted to give something back. Realizing the act of her Savior, the girl decided to tell the whole truth:
"Bartholomew asked me to seduce you." He said that it was very important for him, that no one could do it until now, and I could easily do it. I didn't have to sleep with you, the main thing was to provide dirt. I really don't know why. Everything was recorded through a beacon and shot on cameras from the agreed points, so I immediately settled on the couch in the field of view. I agreed to this because I like risk, intrigue, and competition. Bartholomew played on this. Sorry…
I still can't believe that he is a hundred-year-old man with esoteric knowledge.
"One hundred and thirty-seven isn't a big number, but I know you don't like to know that."
"Tell me about those who have lived in the same body for a thousand years."
– There's nothing very interesting about it. Well, people live a little longer than everyone else…
"A little longer?" This is not seventy years, nor ninety! A thousand, I'm sorry…
"There are more, but that's not the point. What matters is not how long you live, but how you live and for what.
"Yes…
– People who live for centuries and mille
– Abruptly… You know them?
– Know… Gideon said thoughtfully…
They came to the highway.
– Here and we'll part, – quietly and very respectfully sounded voice guy.
"We won't meet again?"
"The ways of the Lord are inscrutable, so… who knows…
"You know! Now I don't even doubt it.
Gideon only smiled and nodded in the direction of the road from which the car was approaching. The girl looked in the direction indicated, nodded in agreement with the sadness of the inevitable parting in her eyes, but when she turned back, she found herself standing alone on the highway. There was no one around in the area of visibility that stretched for many kilometers, only a bright yellow car was racing in the distance, which gradually slowed down as it approached the shapely silhouette of a girl in a bright red dress.
***
– What is happening now in the Keel nebula, such processes are issued by the "Blue Dwarf", shines as never before.
"Yes," said Tikhon, pouring out a second Cup of tea, " I often see it in the southern sky." It really shines beyond the limit.
Isaiah looked at the other man with an admiring gaze, took a SIP, then said, leaning back on the sofa.
"I can't stop admiring your choice, Tikhon. And you picked a very good place. Nowhere is the development of life and honor more evident at the present moment than on Earth.
– Yes, I did not lose the choice of place.
"I've watched you make your choice several times. It is easy to reason outside the system, and very entertaining to watch, but only outside the system. When you are inside it, "life" very often outweighs all that we really are. I was very aware of this when I was in human form. This is not only observed on Earth.
"I remember it from the Phaeton.
"It was a beautiful planet. But it was in the same solar system, and I'm talking about others, those in other galaxies. Where three or four suns give life to their planets, where there is no sun at all.
"I've heard of places like this, maybe I'll visit again."
– At your current level of consciousness, you can do it right now.
"I can, but I won't."
"I knew you'd say that." I'll take another wheel?
"At least two!"
Isaiah helped himself. They were silent for a while.
– Blows of fate… how accurately you managed to translate them into music. People can hear you… Isaiah said amiably again.
Drummers – this is a special creators. Very few people know what is really behind each stroke of the master's wands.
"You're right, it's only a few people. At least it was before you.
"I bring to this world not only certain vibrations, but also feelings.
"I can hear you far beyond Earth, believe me.
– Believe.
"Or do I know?"
"One doesn't interfere with the other."
– Rather… Your rhythms excite not only people, I often hear discussions among "their" on your account.
– Well, I hope this is a positive discussion? At least for the most part?
– What's positive for you?
"I sometimes forget who I'm talking to.".. you're right. The fact that my rhythms deserve the attention of the "brothers" is already a great thing.
"What you do is a great thing in itself, and the way you do it is admirable. I admit I'm one of your fans.
– Unless the observer does not have to be neutral?
– I'm in a human body now, so let's put my sympathy down to production costs.
– You can write off a lot of things.
Isaiah smiled. Tikhon smiled back, then leaned back on the sofa and asked:
"You didn't come just to sing my praises, did you?"
– Naturally. You do your job, I do mine.
– What did the observer see in my actions that requires correction?
– I wouldn't call it that fundamentally…
"And yet?"
"I wouldn't recommend that you leave town right now."
– Is my project flawed in some way?