Art Trade
"Now, where did that pencil go..?" Will fumbled around for his drawing utensil, a clear picture of what he wanted to put on paper fresh in his mind. He found it, and immediately attacked the sheet with a flurry of circles, arcs, lines and points....
Spoils of the Trade
The pleasures of being wealthy was not so much in what you could buy with your wealth, but rather with what you could make others do for you when you have what they do not. Being able to have the power and ability to make others do what you want them...
Trading Places
"we'll have to trade places more often." "i'd... like that," tirrell answered, panting from his repeated battles to unpin himself. "how long do they last." "the pink ones: about half a day. you can get yellow ones though that last for a couple."
Rough Trade…
Rough trade... moves a soft paw down and rubs the big zebra's bulging black sheath playfully.
Learnin' the trade
Learnin' the trade... "so whatcha thinkin' fer a summer job?" the big ram snorted aggressively across the dinner table at his teenage son. "i could see if they wanted any temp help down at the plant."
Trade: By Her Will
A trade for a good friend over at http://impish-desires.tumblr.com/ up upon one of the many tall columns in an old broken down cathedral, sat an imp by the name of imp, with skin a light hue of grey and purple, eyes yellow and half-lidded, ears long and
Learning The Trade
As Sun rose his head and let out a loud yawn, he looked to his side and smiled, the dragoness was right there beside him, He lowered his head and huffed out softly, she twitched abit and snuggled more up to him, he had to admit..she had a good grip...
The Cub Trade
Snowpaw suggested something rather tempting: a trade, of sorts. he'd offer ups his daughter, but in exchange, he got some time with her son. that was what worried her.
Trade Secrets
:3 **trade secrets** mataware engineering was the top developer of military grade hardware in the world.
Trade Negotiations
She was here on business, looking to set up a regular trade route for her home station for some self-sealing stembolts. a boring commodity that nobody cared about but that apparently was rare in this region.
Spoils of the Trade
The pleasures of being wealthy was not so much in what you could buy with your wealth, but rather with what you could make others do for you when you have what they do not. Being able to have the power and ability to make others do what you want them...
Something to Trade
"i deal in trades. that is the essence of how money works anyway, isn't it?" "a peculiar way to phrase that, but yes... i suppose." "that way you speak, though, it sounds like you're looking for something in particular. maybe something rarer."