Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 37
That was only - _death._ ander scribbled in the margins, estimating distances, trying to foresee every possible action and every possible counter, but they all ended the same way.
Counter Earth Chronicles Fallen Empire Chapter 115: The Least Of His Sins
Una's classroom) \*scribble\* \*scribble\* and that was what happened my first three months on this world. my journal is now up to date. yes!! "whoa! i didn't know anyone was still in here. am i interrupting you?"
Lonely Oak Chapter 121 - By Whom History Is Written
The scribbling of the pen against the paper caught her ear. "go on." "when other kids started to go in, we waited a bit, just to avoid having to be crowded in, you know?"
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 37
That's only - _death._ ander scribbled in the margins, estimating distances, trying to foresee every possible action and every possible counter, but they all ended the same way.
Tails of the Stars 3 - An Independent Assault
Doing so, a large machine above the bed scanned his body, while the doctor jotting down various scribbles into his clipboard. he looked over his patient with a curious eye. "have you been well lately?"
Scrapped - 7) The Dragonborn
_the rest of it appears to be scribbled furiously before the page was clearly torn out. (note: i was upset with this, too, i felt like that was a good fight until i got cheap-shotted)_
Ghosts (Kreet 21)
She knew the lines of this map not as old charcoal scribbles but as a real place she had once lived in. she tucked the package under her arm and started to make her way back out. suddenly she stopped.
Gnarl's Breakfast
Just a short little scribble i wrote for gnarl to tease them a while back. nothing really much to say. just dragonien encouraging a little cat to make sure they eat healthy... (and then some) "damn pants" she huffed aloud.
4 : Obscured
"you showed up," schrodinger greeted him as scilius walked into the classroom, holding a piece of paper with "montag," scribbled in less than legible red writing.
The Bet, English/Pokemon Version Part 1
She brought out a piece of paper and scribbled down some notes using her pencil... and psychic powers. she controlled the pencil with just her mind. doesn't that like... exhaust one's energy? that's what i was taught in elementary!
Love for Sale: Chapter 10
He hung his head and looked down at the little pencil scribble and the shards of glass at his feet that the server had missed. someone would step on them and cut themselves for certain. he clutched his stomach more tightly.
I'm Alien or a Time-Traveller... or something. (Eight)
"johan smit" he replied not looking up from his scribbling. "your real name." she stated this simply, without pretence or ambiguity.