Chapter 1: Prologue
"yeah, where are the destination coordinates again?" keith asked. "enroute to your gps as we speak" chris replied. "thanks. how's the lead in russia?" keith questioned.
Handy Dandy
Test your hand-eye coordination?" “certainly. do you have a particular game in mind that i could try?" “hmm… maybe counterstrike?"
Torpedo Run Chapter 18
Cross, the young caracal that operated and coordinate her communications systems, piped up in her chipper tone. "captain, priority one incoming transmission from the sword of sol. rear admiral ryan vernier."
Star Hopper Chapter Two
The tips of her fingers rested on the big button and she closed her eyes, she didn't know how to fly a starship but she knew the coordinates of ridlyyn her home.
An Unexpected Journey: Chapter 9 - The Clinic
"and your eye coordination is perfect, which means you are perfectly healthy from my standpoint," dr. juni said with a big smile on her face. "i'll be back in a few moments to take a few more tests... out of precaution of course!"
Fat Bear Week: Night of the Living Starches
Putting these questions to the side, i entered the system coordinates as the curiosity's impulse engines warmed up.
Fleshmarket
It is a thankless profession to be a transplant coordinator. to both tireless hospital staff and the grieving family alike you are a vulture circling roadkill. a jackal waiting for the dust to clear before making its spring.
Nanowrimo: Flexible Survival 1/30
New coordinates being downloaded now." was that mary? she worked the comm station a lot. i was almost certain it was her. i liked her. all business on the clock, but she could really party once she punched out. and she was unsullied.
A New Start As A Trainer/Chapter 28: A LITTLE GIRL Joins the Gang
I ignored him because i was too occupied by the snowflake seals that i loved: i was definietely going to get them once i was a coordinator. "hey lexi, come on i have something for you to try on." lucas nagged me.
The Lone Wolf Pack
Snapping out of her thoughts, the _kyree_ quickly ascended the nearby latter to the upper level, where the human promptly informed her that they had arrived at the indicated coordinates.
T.A.U. Chance Encounter
Jacobs said, “now then those coordinates i provided are still good. i'll have a small team head out to meet you there." “how far are we from the coordinates anyway?" cpl. myers asked. “i haven't had a chance to check yet."
Planets and Pacifiers [Comm]
A green x-ray image of what looked to be an abandoned station appeared in front of him, along with coordinates. his eyes glanced to them, and then excitedly sat up in his seat, boredom and self-pity forgotten.