Sic Itur Ad Astra
And this man, the state senator, who was going to use this appearance to launch a national career more than probably, droned and on and on in the most egregiously overdone purple-prose bullshit.
The White Robe Chapter 15
If he did what the senator wanted him to do, he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he didn't take at least this one little bit of effort.
The Railroad - Empathy - 5.1
"as for josé, he's still negotiating with the senate delegation." "negotiating what?" i asked offhandedly, just to break the silence. "no idea," the retriever shrugged.
Good & Bad New (A1, B10, C22)
"he's the head of the senate? i thought the vice president is the head of the senate?" rufus sneered at the tv. he cut his eyes over to rama and aimee. "the senate elects a head honcho just in case something happens to the v. p." "so who is he?"
Song of the Space Finch part 4 of 4
He's a senator in the galactic senate. he's a stubborn leopard who wants it all his way." she was quiet a moment. that might explain some things. "i went to train as a spacer captain. anything to get away from my father, right?"
Tale of two worlds two
The senator fumed and looked around. the phone rang on the table; it's an old fashion rotary dial type. the senator answered it and a female voice said.
Favors
"so you know how the us has a senate, right? what is it about senates that make them so evil? i mean, think about it. who ran the galactic empire? the imperial senate. earth alliance? senate. the romulans had a senate, too."
Chapter 3 part 1: Angello's tale
"tati enough...i understand your scared and worried about amandus, i am too... but senator servius was a healer before he became a senator. he is doing his best to heal amandus, but it will take time. now i need food and water for ami."
Sins of the 'Virtuous'
Who should i start with... oh, how about senator czerny?" i grinned aggressively leaning forward in my chair. as i focused on the times of the past, my eye sight started to fade.
SPQR- Chapter 3
But the heavy responsibilities of a senate career still in the future dissipated as martellus began his walk down to the arena with his father for that ancient roman pastime.
A jackal and his guard-dog
Remaining silent, and pointedly ignoring the senator, who took his leave, sweating profusely.
Identity: Chapter Fourteen
"a senator's words, now. now that's something interestin'" williston mused. "no connection 'tween the vics and this mugwump? 'the prophet?'" "beyond that he apparently hates them? no" the fox said, shrugging.