Equestrian Wars: Rise of Carthage pt. 1- Prelude to War.

As prime minister degrelle began issuing executive orders increasing the prime minister's powers particularly the control of the military which was normally the king's power.

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Consortium 1-2: Shipment of Nothing Chapter 1

He heads into the dining area and kisses his prime. he then sits down at the table, his prime having already gone and made breakfast for them all. the little dragon ackrin already digging in.

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The Golden Month, Chapter 16

“i-i mean, i didn’t want to-” “that’s alright,” the bunny prime said while giving a nod back to him.

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Adrift

The klaxon alarm that heralded the evacuation of terra prime still haunts my dreams. even though i am a safe colonist on lunar prime.

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Brain and Brawn (1)

I nodded, finally getting a good look at the raccoon prime that had decided to come by.

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Equals in Wits (4)

Keeping silent, the red-haired bear prime rushed towards frankie as she noticed him starting to lose his footing.

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Commander Shepard, Alliance Navy CH. 7: And One For Shepard

Eden prime, was it? next was the citadel, from the geth." she tore his shirt off, literally. there was no unbuttoning. the shirt was in shreds. she ran her hands gently down his chest, across his stomach, feeling the toned muscles, admiring the scars.

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Lore: Regulian Alphabet

On regulus prime, it's common to see three lines scratched through public signage with the new alphabet, three lines being the base character for the traditional system of writing.

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Beginning-WIP

"yes sir" he replied as the com quite opening a channel to weapons control "weapon control this is midas prep all available defence measures, and prime all rail guns as soon as bertha is online" i said "yes sir" replied weapon master

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11: Fragmentation

The fox prime stared down at me, a mix of confusion, fascination, and annoyance flashing through her eyes as she waited for me to get up. “w-what was that?”

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Lively Friendship (1)

“...you look absolutely old,” the high prime greeted from behind two tall towers of paperwork. they were relatively distant from each other, but the distance was quickly reduced as the lion prime approached with a calm but slow pace.

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