A Life Yet Lived - Prologue
Wait, was that sympathy? real, _genuine_ sympathy? maybe she's not so cold and unfeeling after all... that meager show of emotion didn't last long, and dr. wiles was back to business as usual in seconds.
Two Rich
Many times he stopped feeling sympathy for others all together. he'd seen too much and cared way too little. the second he'd left the funeral his thoughts of pretend sympathy and the funeral itself left him.
It's Elemental, My Dear Boy
William's scales stood on end, a thousand golden bells ringing in sympathy, and metal was tapped. a third note came from the dragon's throat, a liquid purr that spoke strength through non-resistance.
7- Consequences
Sithris trailed off, sympathy filling his heart. if he's this broken after so long, how bad was he when he lost her... he shook his head. the weather is awful out there, and he still hasn't come back. sigh, such a pest.
Poem #33: The Senses
Depression, sadness, grief are my eyes; irritation, annoyance, fury are my voice; happiness, jubilance, giddiness are my ears; loneliness, inspiration, understanding are my nose; pity, sympathy, passion are my tongue; love,
Mudkip Has a Bad Dream
._ chikorita looked at him another minute, full of sympathy, "chi-ka?" _do you mind if i lay here?_ mudkip looked around at the dimly lit room, he could hear the gentle droplets of rain on the window to the pokémon center.
A Curious Fleet: Nagru/Silvamord
Nagru, when he sees neither she nor the rats nor the prisoners will notice, gives her a very brief glance of irritated sympathy. little as he wants competition, getting her wish would at least give him some peace.
Chapter 9- "Two Polar Vixens"
"i'm sorry to hear about your uncle," he said out of sympathy. "do you recall who exactly pushed him to his death?" nadine nodded her head. "it was a whole group of people.
Autumn Woods - Chapter Six
He felt a strong sense of pity for cloud but he said he wouldn't show sympathy. cloud didn't want it. "i. . . i don't know what to say." cloud laughed and looked up at rye. "it's alright. it's over now.
A Good Day to Be a Mammal
Mine are starting to dry out in sympathy." lou was oblivious to this attempt to unwind his nerves. "i'll blink after we get back home."
Edge Walking. Chap 1: Exodus
Of course god had no love for him, no sympathy, no shred of compassion. god created the boy to be spat and pissed upon the moment his fetal body sprouted long ears, while his tail failed to grow longer than a fist.
Identity: Chapter Forty-Eight
He glanced down the line of officers and officials, searching for potential sympathy, but all either wore blank business-like stares or looked angry.