Not From This World
I said, trying not to dip into my accent too thickly. giona’s eyes bulged from around her beak. “you grew up around the earthbreaker fault?! how did you not get crushed?” she asked, putting aside her maps and all sense of decorum. i chuckled.
Chapter 1
In my surprise, some of my irish accent starts to creep out. "that's what i thought, too," ryan admits. "so did all my previous mentees." "all your--ryan, you've been here three years!" i protest.
Last of My Kind
"then you are no use to me" spoke the voice with an alien accent soon followed by a loud bang and a sharp yelp.
Found (Ch. 17)
"i think that it's just her fugurin' out her identity, and she's giving the accent a try," he said.
Escaping the Storm: Part 2
Erik took a knee, unable to help noticing the minor differences in his accent compared with the small number of polcians he'd met in the past.
Ravensdale; Chapter 1
“you got me, you got me," he began while dropping the fake accent. “here's all your things.. i'll just get out of your hair."
Long, Lost, Gone; Prequel
The sunlight seemed to embrace the lion, and accent every amazing feature about him. "coffee, black, thanks..." the lion said quietly, as he stared at sira, following him to the kitchen. "you wanna talk about it?"
Half-Blood Chapter IX
It said in a deep accent. greg was standing in front of him somewhat awkwardly... "i guess i should say i'm sorry for walking in on you two...?
Children chapter 3
"australian accent...?" bane rhetorically mumbled to himself, amused at terry's expense. michael sighed, picking terry up. "bane, could you please carry her?
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 30: The Road to Thornwell
Snapped a red with maroon accents upon their scales. “because you were wrong!” barked the other, his crimson scales having orange accents instead. the pristine red dragon spoke, his voice carried serene command.
Alexander's Accounts - Part 13
“i hear your accent, posh boy. don't y'dare tell me that y'all have the same gangs as us." _breaking news: loitering youth a “nuisance" according to us police,_ rang a headline i read ages ago. i shrugged. “yeah, ours are worse.
A Peter Gray and Simon King Christmas (story gift)
Peter tried (and failed) at imitating an english accent, only for him and simon to clutch their stomachs. neither had drunk more than a bottle or pint each, but they both felt drunk with mutual happiness.