Little Archer Fox, Part 2

I walked over and put my paw on kaz's head. "now let's get you out of this thing, shall we?" kaz smiled at me and i felt a lot better about being close to him.

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THE INN: Chapter 1

kaz flinched from the maid's gaze, head turning in the opposite direction, ears tight against his skull. kaz used the rusty old key hiroshi had given him to unlock the door of his new home. the old door creaked open and kaz's heart sank.

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Getaway: Part 10

kaz." "kaz?" i nodded. "that's a funny name. don't know any other kazes." "it is short for kazimir." "huh..." he gave that a good think, passing his smile to me as he answered, "don't know any kazimirs, either."

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Getaway: Parts 4 & 5

kaz, it locked!" "try not to have too much fun in there." "shower, on... ah, that doesn't work. sensors only." i snickered to myself.

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Getaway: Part 7

"kaz and sasha, kaz and sasha... the small guys in class, or at the party. people've always been 'oh, kaz. no sasha?'... we've stuck together. we've _been_ stuck together in the roscha...

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The Other Side Ch 3

And now for the legal jargon: zam alaka alakazam kaz kazam ala ala kaza akazam alak kaza kaz azam ala alaka alakaz alakazam...what? you're reading a pokémon story and you don't speak pokémon?

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Recycled Rat Story, became Tribes

The pinned kaz seems to know what’s going to happen, “please don’t kill me, i was just following orders” the creature pleads.

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In...And Out... (Ch.1, Disaster)

Kay covered her ears and yelled up at kaz "kaz! shut it down! kazzy!!!"

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Legion of Sytarel - Ch. 5: Formation of the Legion

kaz is the legionnaire in charge of training our trolls. they are stronger, faster, and do not die from fatal injuries. they are sytarel's vanguard."

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Brotherly Love

"oh calm down, kaz!" koar tried to reason in between laughs, "i didn't mean to!"

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Getaway: Parts 8 & 9

"kaz?" "yeah..." no doorbell. i reached out. formed a loose fist... drummed it on my birth parents' front door. time crawled. a distant siren caught my ears. too late for a warning.

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Quiet lives, peaceful lives

He used to tell little kaz stories of the exotic lands and mystical stories. he told him that one day, when he grew up, he could visit those lands. his entire life kaz hadn't left the country. he kept his traveling to a minimum.

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