Battle the Zzuragg
Dawg holds up his riffle looking around "which is it; eight or twelve?" "don't have a positive lock." kauri declares. dawg talks to base "what do my eyes see?"
New story, Aubrey I
Kevin responded with a smile, riffling through his wallet. "well looks like you both are bitches!" brian said through a mouthful of pizza. "this tastes like donkey balls.
Dark Dragon Recruitment 2
After the day she had she was not in the mood for some half baked intruder riffling in her room and busted in. there stood the dark dragon fucking some pink dragon that almost looked like.. "mom?!"
Borderlands - Varkid Variation
It had the scope of a sniper riffle but instead of a gun muzzle it had a camera lens beneath. the doctor lifted his device and peered down at the varkid ranch below, studying the insectoid creatures scurrying about.
Major/Miner: Altered timeline Chapter 1 of 12
Some of the programming still had some bugs and the custom order of making the clip shape for the non-lethal .45 rubber riffle rounds also hit a few snags in testings. she blushes when she looked into his yellow eyes before kissing him deeply.
The Lead Crown: Ch 7a, Un-Escaping (Pt 3)
Without even looking up from the desk drawer he was riffling through, the fox greeted her with a very courteous "good evening, your highness." "find what you were looking for?" he slowly closed the drawer and turned around to face her.
Take these twice a day
Cam got in his dorm room, closed and locked the door and riffled through his bag for the bottle of pills head found. playing with the bottle in his hands he opened the lid and shook it out the contents into his large paws.
Battle the Zzuragg part 2
Kauri grunts lowering his riffle ready to scrap with huston, dawg steps in front of him grabbing one of kauri arms "don't take the bait..." dawg leans in close whispering "is it true?"
Early Withdraw
The tellers riffled through their tills and poured the contents into the bag, passing it amongst themselves before they started to hand it back to the man with the gun. when he didn't take it immediately the tellers looked at each other.
Wabbit wabbit, Gonna Beat That Wabbit.
His riffle was filled with pellet free ammo. one way or another, he wanted bugs to trick him, letting him drag and tease him as usual. but this time, he would somewhat play along, if not mostly, as the plan was to get bugs to his place.
Slow and Steady
A gust of balmy wind riffled her hair as she strolled down the stairs. despite her boss's threat, she took each step with languid ease.
Change of Perspective Page 11
"understood," he replies as he ends communication, pulling out his sniper riffle as he moves to take position a fair distance away, already knowing the area, he knew of the perfect spot to take his shot.