Happenstance
The spartan gently placed his battered ma37 on the workbench beside his m6g magnum, combat knife, and emile's kukri, all had been cleaned and oiled as best as he could with what he had.
Preying on the Past Ch. 8 - The Ace on the Table
- emile zola **miami, fl** **august 9, 2012** a heaving breath escaped my mouth as i shook my hand, a look of shock and anger on morse's face as i knelt atop him, pinning him to the ground as a quiet snarl finally escaped my lips, my eyes fading back
Bearing up to it Part 4
"i'm keeping the office closed, our patients have all been rescheduled, and i know emil can use the time off too" i tell rory. he grins.
Chapter 3: Lions, Tigers, and Bears... Oh My
"emile long, attorney at law." the weasel finally said as he put the phone down and turned to me with his hand out. i just looked at him, unamused as i crossed my arms. hesitantly, he pulled his hand back before looking at the officer. "heh...
Sharing the Ultimate Experience (5/10)
From the look of the aura on the one he was pointed to be emile it may be this one was going to be one in the same as his smile grew even wider.
Legacy of the Precursors, Chapter 2: Somewhere Someplace
That blade had belonged to emile, and he had promised the spartan that he would take care of it for as long as he was alive. all he had on him was his shotgun, and the combat knife sheathed on his breastplate.
Azure Bloodlust - Chapter 6: The Bastard's Murder on the Dance Floor (Part 2)
emil would've been twenty-five soon. would he've taken after mother or father? would he've passed for a purebred labrador? would anyone've teased him for being a wolf mutt? no. he'd never allow that.
Going Home
I was surprised by the speed in which we overpowered captain emil brin and his band, all able-bodied, formidable foxes whom i would gladly want by my side in the heat of battle.
Buck FINAL
"well, you know grandpa's jerry is at home too, and emil got a sweet younger white tiger as well." i tease him. "let's go home now" rory says grinning. "is your condo big enough for us all" dad asks.
Crawling horror of Wheatfield
She pointed her concerns towards the house of one emil harlington, a renowned zoologist from wheatfield university of natural sciences.
The Doctors of Doom, Part One
Gone was elderly, inattentive emil. megakat biochemical labs took its security very seriously these days. steven rose and walked to the door, which had no visible handle. to one side behind the guard's desk was a big keypad.
Puppy Tone
emil smirked and upzipped his pants, letting his own sheath free as he stroked tyler between his ears. "how about you give your master some attention?" the snow leopard asked menacingly, "or should i run to the kitchen first?