Rexville 35: New Light
"yeah, she's among them," keanu said, "penelope coburn, flight attendant. i wonder if i could meet her family. she said she lived here, so maybe on the second anniversary i could meet them."
A New World Part 2
I looked at the young flight attendant pointing to where we were heading...i saw in the distance a-a village...smoke was rising but not too much....civilization.
Bad Moon Rising Chapter 4
The flight attendant who had showed an interest in pavel looked at alex and gave a disappointed expression as he walked by with the five-foot-something tan australian tumor growing out of his right arm.
Morvega, Chapter 1
She was working her 70's flight attendant getup, and it was clearly bringing in business tonight. "there's some funny guy over in the corner, asked for a dance," said the mouse. "all yours." "stuck with the drinks?"
LiM Ch10: The Storm Before the Tempest.
I'm kira, and i'll be your pilot today," she said, taking on a typical flight attendant voice before giving a masculine snort. i chuckled at this - i always got along well with tomboys - and gave her a salute back.
Vivian's Watermelons
Vivian almost screamed; the toad flight attendant looked worried. for a being made of shadows vivian felt like she was drained of color. she shook her head. "i-i'm fine, th-thanks." the toad nodded and smiled, continuing down the aisle.
Negotiations (Chap12, book8)
He took the stairs two at a time and was greeted by a flight attendant at the top of the steps. conner turned around and shouted back down to pendleton sr., "you have my number on the cardstock in your inside blazer pocket." "do i?"
Mid-Day Mannequin
French maid, cheer leader, school girl, flight attendant, waitress, and so forth. "damn." she said out loud, if her clothes were expensive, than these must've been outrageous!
My Wonderful Little Sister - Prologue
I politely smiled at the flight attendant who greeted us as we left and then headed down the jetway. god, my feet were killing me.
Ch 7: The Ultimate Question
The flight went okay i guess... if you ignore the argument i had with one of the flight attendants-- i really hate diet coke and i wasn't really in the mood to be nice about it. at least we were in business class...
Apologia I
As a tall equine, economy class long haul air travel was pretty much designed as a form of torture, and i could barely trot as i hefted my hand luggage and smiled at the pretty cheetah flight attendant.
Transfurred 6
With that, they were all out there, appearing as humans and looking the part of flight attendants, they began passing out drinks to the passengers, giving them any choice of beverage. as expected, the drinks were eagerly taken and consumed.