Solis Part 4

It giving a final clink as i walked off. heading back into my living space of the ship, with plans to just relax for the day. traveling through caves, getting knocked out by an orb, and dealing with slashers takes a toll on the body.

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The Fox & The Gym

Thud....thud....thud....thud....thudd..... he looks around, the gym shaking so much all the equipment clinks and clangs as it falls over, barbells falling off the shelves.

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Endium's Game

Mmmgh... mmmmmf..." he said, listening to his moans and the clinking of his chains echo off the walls; surely she'd heard him by now! "what's this? a trespasser?"

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Have a plan

Vorlan grins and lifts up the next shot, his mind feeling a bit clearer now even as he clinks glass's. "your toast big fella." "to.... your tail."

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A Cougar, in One Sense of The Word

The stoneware clinks as you get in a stack, and hold it in one hand. with the other, you root through a drawer in the counter until you scrounge up two spoons. your prize in hand, you make your way to the table and sit down.

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Food Alert

He had a new angel with that voice, one that he could just revel in the tones of as he heard the clinking of dishes moving towards him, and then the feeling of cold, metallic limbs pressing against his flesh.

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Keeping Shop

Counter into some sort of space between himself and counter, out of the wolf's vision, and without so much as a sound of coins clinking in a bag.

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Hurt and Comfort - Ch 1

Metal clinked. "don't grip it too hard. it will spill."

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Bearback in the Boss' Limo

A grin spread across his muzzle and he clinked the neck of the bottle against michael's glass cheerfully. "and helps to make new ones."

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The Submissive Rebel

Like a chain becoming stronger linked together, mike clinked a long silver leash to the front of the collar. jesse sighed. "on your back and spread your legs, girl." mike stated.

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Baby at the Bar

The bunny bartender sported a sharp-looking, leather vest with a spiked collar on his neck, and chain bracelets that clinked loudly with a subtle jerk of his wrist. the bunny looked about five years older than remy, and he bristled with confidence.

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Cataloguing

Hir large black claws make a clink clink sound on the smooth, yet oddly gripping, floor surface. luna sniffs the air, noting a strange septic smell after, well, whatever it was vaporised hir clothing.

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