BX-132
{click} that's shari for you, not one to mince words, the raccoon thought, taking his p.d.a. from the charger and heading out the door. bio-medical occupied a good portion of the 3rd floor.
Knocking on Opportunities Door.
You don't mince words, do you ms. sharp? you make a compelling argument, but this is only one half of your oral exam." mr. lowe slid his chair backwards, spreading his legs as he reached down and began to undo his belt. “i think you know what comes next.
One Good Turn
Out in the light of the streetlamps, he could see that the two looked reasonably well fed, and the vulpix had a surprising spring in her mincing step, given her hunched and weary posture back in the alley.
Parallel Universe: Ch2
I began to boil some pasta and cooked some tomato sauce with minced beef. the savoury aroma hangs in the air, making mei to drool a little, but just enough for me to see.
Accidental 'Daddy'
Now, he very nearly minced his way into the seat, and seemed intent on seating himself properly as the rat took another chair for himself. "so, what's up, matt? you got something on your mind?" "yeah, um...just wanted to check something."
Highschool- Fitting in and Living Life Ch 3: Catching the Bus and Jumping Hurdles
There is pasta sauce and mince in the fridge. luv ya. xoxox looking at the pancakes, he sighed, he wasn't hungry anymore.
The Fox Imperator
I will not mince words. he wanted his favorite kit to have a prize best friend. someone who attracted attention but was also under his control. but we figured that out, didn't we? not even a week after you came into my life.
Krystal and Fox's Rescuer
No matter how many came at him fang slashed them into mince meat, holding nothing back as some of the bodies were set aflame by the mere force of his swing, fox and krystal were there to see the carnage until only one soldier was left alive staring at fangs
Honor Thy Mother
"you mean we can have mince pie for a whole week?" the look of joyful amazement on her face was infectious, and soon sasha was smiling, too. "yeah, sis. a whole week. plus, i feel really good about this place...
Good Enough Chapter 17
I don't want to, but--" damien was tired of mincing words. he was tired of waiting to hear it, of listening to thomas ramble on with his own chaotic words and thoughts. he grabbed thomas's face and forced his eyes to meet his own.
The Thing in the Junkyard
She gave the thing some mince for breakfast – the last of her meat supply – and sat down at the table with a plate of cereal. the thing had started eating his meal, holding his nose close to the bowl and scooping up mince with a paw.
Many Trials of a Centaur - Part 9
He minced his feet slightly, appearing unsure, before looking at the darkening sky. he seemed to come to a decision, and said, "it is growing dark already, and we cannot make it all the way home.