Yaman-Tau.4

Небольшое "экстра" нарисованное специально для персональной выставки на фестиваль рисованых историй "КомМиссия2010"

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1.
SPIRIT: Khe-he-he…
Khe-he-he…
Kha-ha-h…
Kha-ha-ha-ha-ha…

SPIRIT: Mwha-ha
Ha-ha-ha!!!

MIRTA: That is the limit… what the… em.
Do you have mother?

SPIRIT: Well, you know, in one sense, we all have the same mother…

MIRTA: Do not change the topic!

SPIRIT: I can’t change it even if I want!

SASHA: Ur-r-rgh!
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2.
MIRTA: … so what were we…
…talking about before the monster made a mess and you started that gratuitous hysterical laughing?

SPIRIT: Alexander, whoa!

SPIRIT: You were choosing an appropriate cost for my information – a ghoul that ran away from under the wall or neglected energumen.

MIRTA: …and sacrifices?

SPIRIT:14 to 1. (fourteen to one.)

MIRTA: Energumen.

SPIRIT: Kya! Mwha-ha-ha!

SPIRIT: I’ve known you’d choose him! Fewer sacrifices – your motto! That’s how our Mirta’s!

MIRTA: Praise from you sounds like an offence… So what is the news that costs a sacrifice like this?

SPIRIT: Oh, yeah. So it goes… Right after evening training chase your girls in homes.
Or deliver unscheduled but re-e-e-lly important sermon, that all maiden were there. Got it? All of them…
…from the first junior to the last senior.

MIRTA: What for?

SPIRIT: Oh, it’s another story… for separate charge.
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3.
MIRTA: You owe me a discount for broken furniture.
Spit it out, spirit!

SPIRIT: Today our goatling’ll get his first real friend.

MIRTA: What?! But how?! I mean… That is!..

SPIRIT: To get THIS information you’ll need sacrifice your elfons…

SPIRIT: Eat, Sasha! Grow healthy and strong!
*bing! bing! bing!*

MIRTA: Hands off of my elfons! And, spirit… Tell me, you came here on this monster because he is fastest?
SPIRIT: Nope! ‘cos he’s the most beautiful!
MIRTA: Oh, that is how it goes… Spirit?..
SPIRIT: Yes, my love?
MIRTA: Get out.
SPIRIT: Yes, my love!
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4.
YAMAN: One day I’ll certainly get away from here. And see the whole world!
YAMAN: One day, full soon!
ULYA: One day? Ha.

YAMAN:…Why do you look at me like that?
ULYA: No, nothing…
YAMAN: You’ll see, I’ll get it!
ULYA: Of course.
YAMAN: Don’t believe me?! Cross my heart!
ULYA: Believe.

YAMAN: …Seriously?
ULYA: Yep.
YAMAN: Kha-ha!..
…Thanks.