349 Hartford Lane
"oi'm tellin' ya, ark, the yanks there know what's up," the kangaroo mused before proceeding to wax poetic about his own visit a good five years back. arkram, or ark as his mates knew him, stood there and scouted the place.
Anaphylaxis
This was full in the face of his own, stated desire to be buried with an orange tree sapling so that his body could nourish something beautiful and bountiful - very poetic, very rather like him in life - so to cremate him instead was a gauche slap to the man's
Lab Report, Dr. Renat Rodion: Study of Subject 13, "Echo", and Local Wildlife
**subject 13** : echo has proven to us that this species is either the most poetical of all races or the most blunt for they utter sentences entirely in glottal-stops.
Cum Stream Story 2: White Tail's Super Slut
"it is nearly poetic enough, considering our old relationship." the dragon had no idea what they were talking about. the idea of anybody actually fighting against the white tail, let alone knowing them all that well, was impossible.
Field Research Entry 1: Losing It
I'm not often this poetic, i think. something about that situation seems to lend well to being romanticized, though i know that i was perhaps in the least romantic place that i could be.
Chapter 18: The Tide Began To Rise
"spare me your poetic bullshit. get to the fucking point already." "as you wish. we've all lost those we loved during this alien invasion.
A Lead Crown "Royal" Contribution: Layover
And so i have given up everything: my home, my family, my god, even the touch of a woman... all for the sake of revenge," he said poetically as he raised his hand and clenched it into a fist dramatically. the husky placed his paws on his hips.
The Thousand Year Sleep.
Her usual questions begin flowing, uninterrupted by song like syllables or poetic charm. her first question being "species?" to which i answer "human, ma'am." the next being "sex?"
The Mercenary And Her Conscience
The pale blue iris seemed somewhat poetic as it glowed from the dark bruise. he cowered in the corner. there wasn't anything in the wagon except from some straw and a pot. it was disgraceful and punishing.
The Warrior's Dove Ch:11
He spoke with an odd rant, repetitive yet poetic. "what's that song i sung me 'self before?" a conversation with him echoed out, but his voice was so familiar to me. i stared as he walked by jiveria's cage, and throw food down.
Experimental Escaped DNA Pokemon chapter two
Brock said in a dramatic poetic tone as he rushed to jenny, "you half to save me, because you have taken my breath away." "you're not drowning so leave me alone." jenny said as growlithe started growling. "ahhhh."
Red Moon: Chapter 6
It wasn't exactly as poetic as trevor would have dreamed of, but it worked. dmitri felt the head that rested on the side of his chest and pulled trevor a little closer to him.