Root Directory

_ root zipped up into the traffic zone, searching for his next target. escape by flight? useless. they'd tracked every jump, parsed through the white noise, and easily shook off his hasty attempt at an entangling web.

, , , , , ,

Hemiola: Prelude

His clothes would be wet, and the road above would get very little traffic at this hour. his train of thought was cut short by the water that had pooled at his feet.

, , , , , , , ,

Jared and Gnat - Part Eight - A New Journey

There wasn't much in the way of traffic, which made for pleasant driving. "there's $600 here, jared," said gnat, as i pulled up to a traffic light.

, , , , , ,

Eternity

The female closes the door just as the light turns green, the mini cooper moving along, getting lost in the hustle and bustle of traffic.

, , ,

Broken Pieces. Chapter Two.

“oh, shut up,” alan grumbled as they slowly made their way through traffic. starting yet another chapter in his life. “did reese… say anything else?” alan asked thirty minutes later, in a voice so soft he thought the radio had drowned him out.

, , , ,

Deception - Chapter 27

Hopefully someone gets a kick out of this :) the cab endured severe traffic, for reasons unknown to both the cab driver and xavier.

, , , , ,

This is Madness!

A stop sign casually strolled into traffic, enjoying the angry shouts of drivers as they slammed on the brakes to avoid him. "yeah, that's right! right-of-way! this is now a four way stop!"

, , , ,

Stralia - An evening with Weather

Senia's head shook, enough of an answer for the driver as the vehicle came to a slow halt in traffic.

, , , , , ,

Playing Curse

"traffic was really backed up today. it's not my fault." "it's absolutely your fault! you should have aimed to be early instead of on time, then traffic wouldn't make a difference." the boss crossed his arms. "now, my office now!"

, , ,

Gortoz 'A Ran - Ch 27 - The girl with the long maroon hair...

It usually takes about, mwoah, let's say twenty minutes to get to downtown ravello when there aren't any traffic-jams. the nice quiet suburbs slowly changed into the bustling city life when you take the bus.

, , , , , , , , , , ,

Introduction: Fateful Evening

He felt the cool night air wash over him as he looked straight down the road before looking behind him to check for any traffic. not one yellow light shown in the distance, he was completely alone on the bleak, misty, highway road.

, , , ,