Grentail Manor Chapter 3
george nodded in response. after another hour of digging, george stopped and turned to susila. "good to meet ya, mister flores," he said, then flew back into the garden before the monitor could respond. susila shook his head.
The Sealed Planet: Chapter 10
She was the same vyrnian that saved both zarya and george with sel. she also had energy conversion abilities and from the look of it, she was ready for attack.
(Question) Why Are There Different Art Styles?
And that's what happened to georges. his painting meant something to him, so he kept on making it. now, as to why he started with that art style, it was probably because of how he learned to draw.
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Asked george. "nevermind, you'll meet him later on."
Kaiju ga Gotoku 7.4 - The Unbelievable
"//oh my gosh george look at this!
The First Contact
You are dismissed, george strongarm." i nodded and stood up, feeling tired. i walked off to my bunks, exhausted by this new foe. november 20th, 1973 george strongarm usaaf (ret.) i sighed and sat back from my typewriter.
ferdinad
Ferdinad soon left them and went in search of george. "hey, george. care to come with me to find out why our powers aren't working as well?" "you bet. i'm packing up my stuff now." "all right see ya in the morning then."
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Elmtail and fujokai offered to teach archery skills and george paw-to-paw fighting. cheek had decided to let sandokhan train him in sword skill. but the fox had plans for mattimeo and wataru.
R/7 The Deep
Tail asks, "did you ever meet george?" mac shakes his head "no; throughout st. george's life, i was either a sailor living off the cost of finland, or a wine bottler living in zan." mac thinks for a moment, then elaborates.
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"oh one more thing, george. i think his lordship will appreciate the gift. it was once wielded by lon himself."
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Flugg refused to leave the blue samurai's' side, while george, tigerlilly and cheek with their lesser samurai continued with their onslaught. george was knocked down by a berserker, who stood over him with his club ready to strike.
A day of Rust
george asked as i walked in the front door. "yeah, somewhere nice n quiet like, thanks boss." i said, following the gaoler down into the bowls of the guardhouse. some quiet time to pray would be just thing thing right now.