Place Your Bets - By Nathan Iverson
He stared at the five rounds in his left hand, each one making a clinking sound as he rolled them over each other.
A fight for freedom - chapter 2
"oh dear," minerva exclaimed holdin up dante's arms the broken chains on his shackles clinked. "i need to know everything that has happend to you young one." "grandmother we are very tired and would like to sleep." saria interjected.
Flying Cuisine
The pie tin slides off and clinks on the table. charlie spots the came pressed into the bottom. "frisbee? woah, cool!" shi cleans it off as best as shi can before saving it. pat wipes the pie off his face and chucks it blindly into the fray.
A fight for freedom - chapter 2
The old woman chuckled at lin as dante stood the chains on his wrists clinking.
Home for the Holiday (AS "O")
The clink of sliding into the lock and swipe of the deadbolt were wonderful percussion. "hairy christmas!!" he shouted as the metal door thumped against the door stopper.
The Two Elves
"much appreciated," she says, her strange armored leggings clinking over towards the seat by the fireplace. soon enough, sarah returns, her eyes darkened by the shadows cast from the flames. she hands a mug to the elf and asks.
Lost Ones
The ice clinked in the glass. scorned stares down at it a moment. "yeah, well... i guess the two of us are in the same boat." "how do you figure?" kera asks, leaning into the bar, her tail swishing back and forth.
Solis Part 4
It giving a final clink as i walked off. heading back into my living space of the ship, with plans to just relax for the day. traveling through caves, getting knocked out by an orb, and dealing with slashers takes a toll on the body.
Taking Time
Ice-cubes clinked against the sides of the glass, and a colourful straw rose out of the carbonated orange beverage.
Special Assignments - Epilogue
He smiled before reaching out with his cider bottle to gently clink it against mine. "to the future?" i asked, trying to pre-empt the toast.
God's Kitchen (Live Cooking/Vore)
Typha heard the sound of the pan clinking against the stovetop and god's hands had returned to hover over him with a slice of lemon. god squeezed it to spray typha with its stinging juice.
Let Sleeping Dragons Lie
Ignoring him, salim sauntered right up to the sleeping dragon, his feet sending coins and rings clinking and rolling. he laid a hand on its shoulder, almost treading upon one of the massive toes.