Marooned on Tashoo, Chapter 5
Since, by now, it was obvious to him that i had absolutely no idea what he was saying, he exposed his claws as a way of telling me that he could kill me just as easily with his claws as his sword and said, "dua hobo zyeky." ("come with me.")
Addiction - Chapter Twenty-four: Family Ties
"gonna look like a fucking hobo." "i think there's a bent top-hat and bindle in here somewhere," dustin mumbled. "this is awful," i said, modeling my selections in dustin's bedroom mirror. brandon's jeans extended past my foot-paws.
Slave Without a Cause
He woke up in the grass, like the last hobo on earth. matt didn't even have time to look around before something grabbed him. he didn't pay much attention then because he was too shocked, but now he could rewind and remember.
Let’s Not Forget the Rhythm
"gotta get those new clothes or tamera will never stop nagging to me about me looking like i'm a hobo, lol."
Reaper Angelsea Campaign: Fourth Interlude
There had to be a slab of meat slipped inside big enough to satisfy any man and probably cause even the most starved hobo to burst. the fact that a knife and fork were offered to him was testament enough to its sheer size.
Edge Walking. Chap 6: Cleanse
For the love of god, repeat you hobo!" two more quick applications were used. at the moment the final mite-sized bubble trickled away from the foot's fur, jamie turned the shower off.
Water, Ice and Darkness
The air felt odd, humming like a hobo with a accordion needing some spare change. shit, i could feel it in me'bones, something was happening.... or had already happened in westwood.
Criminal Nights - 2
The poor argonian whore, the former hero, came from being stroked and kissed by a hobo bandit. and when those eyes opened, it was to see the trail of white cum leading right into the fire...
Liberty Scales High
"oh my god, who let the hobo in!" exclaimed a nasal voice from behind reeva. turning around, her heart sank. a scarlet dragoness sat on her haunches with a smirk on her snout, her larger than normal bleached white horns matching her sharp teeth.
Remedy - 4
His presence befitted that upper-class restaurant, whereas remus was a hobo in his shabby and discolored attire. "yeah... yeah, sorry. i'm surprised there's something like that place here, in omega. upper-class and rich, and all."
A Very Sabre Christmas: A Sabreverse Short
"oh leave her alone, she's basically a grumpy hobo." epsilon said with a joking tone. alpha turned her head, red hair blowing like fire. "you wanna die before christmas!?" "have to catch me first!"
Part III- Writing Zero's into the Liability Matrix
hobo chic must be the new trend this year. he didn't exactly trust the coyote, but he seemed to know this peers from the war. perhaps the canine knew where the disk was, and could send basil on back to his merry life of tedium in short order.