Purpose
Outside he spied a female magpie running across the beach in a jagged zig-zag staring at the ground and cursing under her breath.
Minty Miss Kringle
Kairi grinned toothily at the magpie, as if a shark was capable of any other kind of grin. "see, you're the one who decided to make a bet about who could hold their breath longer.
Sire's Call - Act 2
"well his great uncle here also shares that 'magpie' blood you keep complaining about. i'm sure you can talk to him about it.", she smirked evilly. yogoloth had no idea what they were talking about and his confusion clearly showed. "magpie blood?"
Days Filled With Blur
Day after day ever since this viral pandemic started, the magpie just sat at his computer and scrolled through media. that is, when not doing anything related to job searching. that was something that hadn't changed for three years straight.
Lucky!!! - Chapter 04
She recited her prayers, made sure to say good bloody morning and offer a bj to every magpie she saw, clasping hard to on old charms hoping there's a shred of luck left in them to get her through this journey today.
Duty Chapter 2
Her father looked dubious, and her little brother called her an ugly magpie. "how was your hunt father?" cellista sat in the center of the den and made a show of inspecting the room. "quiet actually.
Radioactive Toy (or The Post-Apocalypse Pygmalion) Part 2
He was a magpie and normally beaming was not something that came naturally to him. eugene had nearly failed his classes once and his reaction had been a stony disappointment enough that he'd tried extra hard the next year. it had worked.
Cain Coney, Case One, Chapter Three: Bolt Holes
I'm tramping through the jungle. Gunfire sounds in my sensitive ears. It's a ways off, but still too close. If I'm nervous, it's nothing compared to the new recruits. Private Walsh, who joined my squad two weeks ago. He's eighteen. This is his first...
Cain Coney, Case One, Chapter Four: Rossini Horns In
Less than an hour later, I was standing at Central Park West and Eighty-seventh. There was Darrow's house. Then the alley. On the other side was a smaller place, definitely nice, but from the look of it still relatively affordable. More importantly,...
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 70
He wanted her the same way a magpie wants shiny things. he wanted her the same way a starving seed wants water. none of those were quite right, but they all touched on the essence of it. the hunger. the desperation. the obsession.
War of the Wolf: Tartan King
The magpie asked, her voice firm and direct. "pavan stevenson, private 1st class of the avolon scout regiment, sir," pavan returned. "captain lexis rou, albion defense forces seventh division," the magpie introduced herself.
Initial Survey of Quaisholm Cave Paintings, Origin Unknown, presumed Upper Mesolithic
He could almost have felt alone out here, the smell of forest the only background to his own scent--and scent, as any lentavohi would tell you, was the soul--the peace rarely broken by the coarse croaking of a crow or magpie. but that was simply untrue.