The Adventurers
On her head was a steel bascinet, and glued to it were two antique drinking horns. she'd found some blue paint somewhere and marked streaks across her face. "father, i've come to a decision." "little miss! go to your room and clean up right now.
Cry Me a Murder, Part III - a Strange Crunching Underfoot
They've hit everything from banks to antique shops" "-and he rested on the seventh day?" "not funny," growled quinn. "they sabotage every alarm system, every sensor and cctv camera from thirty feet away, god only knows how. oh, and carter..." "yes?"
Long Road to the Council
Come on, old-timer, you must be getting weak in your antiquity." he laughed, leaping towards me. "cocky, but let's see what strength supports it." in any kind of fight there are two paths. he pushed. i bent.
All Things Quiet And Sweet 2 - The Time of Roses
Even with his eyes still stinging from the television in the other room, and his torch now extinguished, he could make out the intricate patterns of the plates, wreathed in blue, clearly some sort of antique set that was beyond his knowledge of historical
Mischievous Sands
The ford slowed to a halt outside of a building that was squished between a tiny, unpopular arcade and an antique store that was going into liquidation.
Getting Into the Game: Intro
That looks like an antique, man." "i found it at one of the thrift stores downtown!" emmet said excitedly.
Those Who Die In Vain (part 2)
He looked pointedly at a antique vase that had been shattered by bored mercs, and growled. "i'm not helping. what's going on, anyway?" "i'll tell you if we survive, otherwise i'll tell you at the pearly gates while you're trying to bribe st. peter."
Scotch Pine
Illuminating the antique, wooden jumping jack ornaments, and the lingering pine cones, and the homemade, sewn-together decorations, as well as the few packages that, wrapped all prettily, sat humbly on the tree skirt, on the floor, their dedications revealing
A Folded Bird
And everything of white-marbled antiquity. everything that had lost its original paint. there was a proud, civil, industrial duty in a city. but it wasn't enough. wasn't enough to hide that, no, none of this was really real.
Trolley Hangover
All against the ... " " ... antiquated rules." "you didn't make the team, spitznagle. the crowd and the refs put you there ... because they got greedy. they wanted more, more. another championship. bigger storylines. bigger plays.
Vacation
Their next stop was the communication museum, which was filled with all sorts of antiquated technology. the lynx liked this museum because he could listen to music inside.
Snapshot (Preview, Chapter 1)
I know you gave it to me...and i know that this thing is an antique..." i rolled my eyes at him. "it's seven years old, not fifty," i retorted, "and it's still playable! it isn't broken...wait, did you break it?" he raised his paws with a quick denial.