The Right Kind Of Guy
But as she parsed his gaze from across the table, she got the dreaded gaze of uncertainty. “i just...don’t think this is gonna work.” “because of how i look?”
Company
Ricky gave him a look that was hard to parse and gulped down the last of his beer before answering. "i'm done. fuck this. you're really selfish, you know that, dan? you can't even listen to me for 5 goddamned minutes without making things about you.
A Price in Flesh
I have realised what dialect it is written in, and though i am rather rusty on my infernal speech i believe i have parsed it together sufficiently to understand its meaning. would you like to hear the actual translation as i have interpreted it?"
Vulcan Automata - Hiring Practices - Part 6
Te-001: "no, i guess i forgot you wouldn't be able to parse that knowledge out of the data stream just yet. yours stands for security sensor unit number 2. i am template engineer one. basic communication protocol for internal chat rooms are necessary.
The Elevator Pitch
She leaned back, away from me, and i could tell that her head was canted in thought, trying to parse that and, no doubt, the feeling of my still-rigid length within her. "are you... stuck?" "yeah? it's a canine thing..." "for how long?"
The Traveller
The inn itself was fairly small, but was full of many parsing merchants and travellers. althalos made his way up to the bar and sat down on a stool. he was approached by a large grizzly bear, he assumed to be the innkeeper.
An Other World
To get past it, i try to remember the feelings again, remembering the specific sensations and trying to parse them in a way that that part of my mind can understand.
Language Barrier
He slapped it and your spare magazine down on the table alongside a slip of paper written in an alphabet you couldn't begin to parse. from the looks of it though, it looked like a citation of some sort.
Cross Builder
\>the heretic pauses, parsing your words \>some time passes, but he does respond in weak, raspy voice \>"your god help," he offers with a tired, unsure nod “yes," you say, now beaming with a smile.
Master of the Tomb
Footsteps echoed through the chamber as an armored silhouette appeared in the doorway, freezing at the entrance as the new arrival tried to parse the scene in front of them.
The Spectrum of Us
I'm left with raw data--emotions that haven't been parsed, categorised, or acted upon.
Hard Work (pt. 2)
I cocked my head down at him, parsing through the breathy speech. "fuck me!" moore screamed. i huffed in excitement. my lip curled into the approximation of a grin as i instinctively flashed my equine teeth.