A Field of Scarlet Red Flowers
**A Field of Scarlet Red Flowers****...
A matter of respect
Said preston looking at the old fighter. "he's doing great, maybe you should swing by and see him one day." said laura looking at the old fighter. "so, my dad flew that fighter.
Lupus Maximus or just another wolves in space story
While he flew it for less than an hour, the human liked the old fighter more than the newer one he’s flying now.
Champion Of Jakli
I began to rally fighters, not just any old fighters, but mercenaries, in a sense. they had the same visions i had which gained me great allies. they came from all different races, dragon, human, and even a couple protaph.
The Voyage 12
William sighed while he made the old fighter circle the british ship, an angry chitterling came from the mink from the intercom from the backseat, "alright trish, i'll leave you in peace because this fighter is unarmed.
Star Fox: First Contact - Mission I
Within the hour that'd followed, feeling a thrill at being back in her old fighter outfit in what had felt like forever ago, the sapphire she-fox - after having taken a very sing-along, happy shower in her bathroom - had dressed herself in her personal quarters
End of an Era Chapter 5
Simon saw the old fighter jet land on the highway and pulled his truck to it after it stopped. he watched as david exited the jet by using a rope to lower himself from the aircraft. david walked up to the truck.
Taking Back the Eastfallon Stretches, Part 3
After their initialhesitation, the old fighters found their voices loosened by admirableapplications of liquor. jon-tom knew about the reds, but he hadwanted first hand accounts. the reds were the red wolves, crossbreedsfrom the angoni plains.
Galaxy: part 9
I feel like i was going at walking speeds with my old fighter."_ sally asked to him as they all had chosen their table. “it's simple, we used a different power source and work with better conduits to ensure there is less of a energy deficit.
Absolution
The old fighter himself represented a prime example of a loyal servant of his faith.
For the Stormcloaks!
Yeletul, as the argonian liked to call himself, was old, gray-scaled, and had a large body and arms befitting an old fighter with next to no muscles. he was fat, clearly, but not absurdly so. closer to someone who had let himself go. for a simple reason.
after the leagues
Some old fighters from the ballbusing league asked for help, they kept losing and did not know why. he watched them as tina talked to james.