Dragons Lair pt 21

He scraped the side of a 4x4 and weaved between the heavy traffic. the news was all over the dragons as they reached the roundabout, ploughing onto it and getting out. they wouldn't need the car.

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Vulcan Automata - Hiring Practices - Part 2

Stop, start, stop, start - traffic in under-london was awful. worse still, every now and then the van would stop and someone else would be loaded inside.

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In a Hurry To Go Nowhere

All eyes seemed to converge on the same point; the traffic momentarily stopped, the motorists got out of their vehicle to see what was going on.

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Strangers After All: Part I

He yelped, his firm grasp latching onto my left hand and yanking me out of the street and speeding traffic. "watch it, bo! you were nearly a street-pizza!" my head buzzed in a rush of sudden terrifying senses and thoughts.

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With Open Arms

"i've been monitoring the pirate's comm traffic, and they've said nothing about coming this way. so, it can't be them." the mouse gave a little nod. and then looked over to petra, who was at tactical.

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Night Beats Part 1 - The New Neighbour

She came to a crossroad with traffic lights. they turned red as she approached them. she didn't slow down and ran two sets of red lights.

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A Close Port of Call

Valden 4 didn't often get important traffic like this. valden's station was not large, and only had docking for eight ships.

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The Cuddling Fox

I just kept on walking until i once again reached the traffic light and i pushed the button.

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The Last Dance Part 1

The honking of horns was an obvious sign that there was traffic in every corner. everyone was busy, going to their destination in such a rush, that they'd sometimes forget there's traffic.

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Tokyo Tension

He took full advantage of his height to scan the signs hanging from the ceiling and managed to break from the traffic flow to go out through the right set of gates.

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Course Correction (Otherwise Untitled)

~ the bridge was a soft chatter of communications traffic amongst the fleet and a wild symphony of grumble out of the frame of the well worn ship.

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Cafe (SFW)

Moments later, a dim green light emitted from the traffic lights and the embrace was broken for the two to jog across the small, slick road and take cover from the relentless weather in the cafe several metres beyond the crossing.

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