Teaser: 30 Minutes or Less
Another job well done, but if he took as long as usual to shrink, she wasn't going to be out until thirty-three minutes.
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Thirty Seven
Chapter thirty seven the dim light of dawn peeked through the window as kulgan fished a new shirt out of kio's closet, his old one lying buttonless on the floor.
She Was a Cashier
I'm...my...my name's thirty...thirty....thirty-something, please!" the cat cried out, pleadingly. marcus chuckled softly, his fingers plunging back into the girl, wiggling around inside. "your basic designation is thirty six. say the words exactly.
Sunrise
"i just hope you don't mind a ten-thirty bedtime." "not at all, ten-thirty is fine." he said. the rest of the evening was spent with typical teenage guy stuff; television, violent videogames, card games, and conversation.
Juryokine: Exile of Heroes, Chapter Thirty One
Chapter thirty one "the ship is under attack!" toke and zashiel's eyes met for a split second, and then the two of them raced from their cabin, leaping over the dead intruder, and burst into the corridor.
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Thirty Four
Chapter thirty four a small gray stone jutted from the ground just in front of an even smaller hillock of dirt. _strale matru_, had been chiseled into the stone in sharp, angular letters. _beloved son, though we never knew you.
Ignition
"thirty-five. how old are you?" the voice was less vile now and far more intellectual. "ten." "thirty-four. how old are your parents?" "mom's thirty-two and dad's thirty-five."
Juryokine: Exile of Heroes, Chapter Thirty Seven
Chapter thirty seven "and if you ever... even think about running off... like that again, i'll..." toke was back on the _seventh swordfish_, confined to his cabin for bed rest per captain treyn's orders.
Juryokine: Exile of Heroes, Chapter Thirty Five
Chapter thirty five the sound of gently lapping waves lured toke out his deep slumber, and he was greeted by a decidedly not-gentle wave of pain. he gasped out loud, and then immediately started hacking and coughing violently.
Juryokine: Exile of Heroes, Chapter Thirty Three
Chapter thirty three to toke's surprise, it was nearly sundown by the time he and inaska finally disentangled themselves from each other. the white-haired girl propped herself up on her arms and smiled at him.
Third Arc Crimson Moon: Chapter 1
The little frying children formed a circle around the devastation singing, 'jakie-jakie, look who's thirty-thirty. jakie-jakie now is an oldie-oldie!' acrid, black smoke swirled around above the horrible scene and shaped itself into the number 'thirty'.
Juryokine: Exile of Heroes, Chapter Thirty Two
Chapter thirty two when toke came to, he was greeted by bright sunlight, a splitting headache, and an angry sorakine. _smite_, he thought, closing his eyes again. _i changed my mind.