Do you remember the first time we came here?
Jonas flipped the input over and grabbed a controller to pass the time. jj crossed his feet under his legs as he sat on the couch. "thank you for letting me in, mrs. evans." the young tiger said. "oh it's no problem dear, so windy outside.
Heart of Winter: DnD Game Lore
input never hurts. this world was deliberately separated from the other realms by a collaboration of gods. what for? no one is entirely certain.
Equine Adjustments
They slid the card under, and tamara input the numbers into the computer to search up the identifying digits. there was a moment of silence as the dmv clerk worked, leaving them both to be cloaked in the bustle of the office.
The Axe Cuts Both Ways - Chapter 11
Also tell deputy sergeant butler i'd like her input." "right away, chief." the intercom clicked off. bogo then went to the door of his office. "angela, what does my schedule look like this morning?"
Fighting for Faith; What Lies After
He sat with her and helped look over the wounds while deciding the fate of the prisoners, though he knew, and had already chosen one for them, thanks to his sisters input.
Vulcan Automata - Hiring Practices - Part 4
"oh yes," rolls said stopping by a door and inputting a code, "your heart and lungs are now your power core, your digestive tract has been replaced by data storage and processor modules."
Venom, Episode 2
Hiss reconnects my mind to my body, letting only a tiny fraction of sensory input in. my eyes widen as i find this small piece entirely overwhelming. "cut it!" i yell, "cut the link!"
Garm and Tommy's Story
The inputs under the collar and the base of his spine, in combination with a powerful soup of genengineered rna, were teaching his brain to weave the complex patterns related to skill, memory, language, intuition, knowledge.
Alcatraz Ch. VIII~Ash to Ashes
They both looked for my input. i shook my head. "maybe it's best i just take a day..." riddick grinned for a moment. "tai's input is final. now piss off."
Kindred Spirits, White Fangs in White Snow
Pushing the neural lace away, he consciously disregarded its input. another deep breath, and he pushed the memories of what he had just done away as well, locking them out.
Splintered Light, Ch 9.4: Looking Ahead; Looking Back
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Splintered Light, Chapter 4.4: Farewells and Salutations
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