Acid Rain
\>speaking of \>"i registered your bike in my bunker's computer! the door will open automatically for you now!"
A Royal Welcome
It had been all too easy to sneak off after their sparring session. Axia hadn't fibbed when he said they needed to wash up before anything else happened, and even Drum was feeing a little ripe after all that had happened the last couple of days. Of...
Love Me As Though There Were No Tomorrow (Chapter 7)
\>it doesn't take long until you've entered the bunker of the brotherhood. \>it takes an even shorter time for you to open the bunker doors and stroll past ramos, who glares at you.
The Raging Hounds III: Wildfire
Dan shouted, pausing only to pick vincent up before dashing towards the entrance of the bunker. ---- the door of the bunker blew out of it's hinges as a series of tactically placed charges of c-4 mk.vii detonated.
Commission: A Steamy Reunion (1/2)
The drum bunker clan was situated near a much more rustic community, smaller and less built up, a lifestyle that orion didn't really have experience with in any world.
An unusual love among the ashes, Ch1
He did not knew how long he was sitting in the corner of his bunker, staring at the black display. his eyes where heavy and his thoughts a mess. he stumbled along the bunker, seeking his bed.
Commission: A Steamy Reunion (2/2)
Now it was bunk's turn, and he stepped up with the drill ram bunker. “kera…as chieftain of the drum bunker clan, it is your honor and birthright to carry our signature and most renowned emblem of its power.
Karina the Courier
The bunker was warm enough that she couldn't see her breath when she exhaled, and she couldn't help but be relieved by this, her pace slowing just a bit.
The Skinwalker
A boring vacation, but at least there's some time for introspection._ there was indeed no way into the strange bunker.
Colony, September 3rd, 2011, 10:30 A.M.
"i wager there's hundreds of bunkers below us" he said and shrugged.
Act XX
I spoke with the bunker supervisor about my desire and he put me in contact with a young man named kirk "ace of clubs" price. kirk wasn't a chess agent, nor did he work for psi.
(CH6) From Soldier's Rifle, To Dragon's Wing's (Book 1)
We ran in between the mess hall and the last hanger to a mortar bunker. "humans first!" i screamed into the microphone at my team. "copy!" they all screamed back.