Realms of Valeron - Chapter 18
Eventually the driver made a sweeping motion with his hand, and the soldier waved the bus on. the driver pushed down on the pedal again and the bus shuddered along the road once more. by the time the bus reached the café, it was already dark.
Blood and Fire chapter 2 (teaser)
Meanwhile lucretious slid the window at the front of the carriage open and said something to the driver, who nodded and turned the horses. by the time kelwyn had recovered from the slap the carriage had stopped, and the driver climbed off his seat.
"The Thin Line," Part BB
The driver left me with my bags at the entrance, while the cart was wheeled into a small cul-de-sac next to a burrow cut into the side of a hill.
What Is Left? Part 5
I open the driver's door and get into the driver's seat, the spare key which the mechanic used to prepare the truck is resting on the dash board, i take the key and place it in my pocket.
Runaway Love
"well, its most likely in the limo, let me call my driver and tell him to drop it off at the house." he pulled out his flip phone and dialed the number.
Laundry Day
"i'd say that's fave drivers covered, so... how about drivers you _dislike_?" "dislike?" "yeah! anyone on the grid who you wish wasn't? rub you up the wrong way and stuff?"
Scales and Scavs chapter 2, Ditched
"are you buckled," asked the driver. "yeah." "good." james pulled down on the belt having remembered a trick that often worked with cars back on earth. when the driver looked back, james was in for a surprise when he found out it was a yinglet.
Away from Home
As i slide into the driver's seat, i reached down and removed my wet shoes and socks and placed them in the passenger seat. the drive home was calmer than it usually was. not a lot of drivers out when it rains. that was fine with me.
The Eleventh Hour (Act1, Book2, Chapter16)
The old man reached in and pulled a mask from the driver's head. "your coworker, uspri agent maxwell birmingham. driver, logistical strike coordinator, and all-round swell guy.
Winter's Palisade Chapter 4
The other driver is no where to be seen either,so i need to focus on myself for now. tugging on my arm,i wince in pain,it must be broken. trying harder,i push with my other arm on the tree,but not pushing a single inch on the heavy lumber.
Going Home
Tim hoped he was mistaken, but the driver could have possibly been a member of his high school class who had, thankfully, not recognized him. "kinda far out here," the driver remarked.
Oh So Tragic - Part 3
One of the bullets managed to pierce a front tire, quickly deflating it and making the driver have a bit of a difficult time, but the other missed. _i need to practice doing this more often...