Isiat's Biography, or something like it.
This is a habit he's been trying to kick, as he has struggled with some 'minor' in his words, alcohol abuse since his retirement from the armed forces, where he would often keep a flask of scotch on his kit to help 'take the edge' off of some of his older
Lone Survivor
Eat every fruit you can find, make sure there's always water in the flask. i hear noises in the distance. i just hope they aren't the terrorists looking for survivors or worse, a fearsome beast looking for it's next prey.
Kira's bad day
"amber flask lounge. you-" "thank you," i hang up. i help yasin up onto his feet. "you heard eddy right. my double is drinking at a club right now."
Stranger in the Storm
I offered as i pored some from my earthen flask into my freshly cleaned coffee pot and placing it near the fire. "don't mind if i do. that sounds mighty good," he said as he settled down on a flat rock near the fire.
the unknown future CH1
"that is so u won't run away with my stuff." she swung her water flask in front of him. "here drink some, its going to be a long walk" "thanks, can i say one thing?"
Huskies from Hell ch 02
But i need to set aside a day to clean up here as well." he thought looking at the rings of dried soap on the tub, tufts of fur and empty flasks in a corner and sighed.
The Unintended Curse ch9
I thought with a bit of glee as i saw him sit down on a barrel and produce a flask to take a long pull from it. eventually the man lay back against some of the barrels and his head fell back as he passed out.
PMD: Wildfire - Chapter 6
The doctor walked over to an ice chest in the back of the room, retrieving from it four flasks filled with some kind of thick purple liquid. "drink these nutritional supplements," the doctor said, handing each of them a flask.
A Venture North
Three days of meat and bread along with a few flasks of rum. all in all, it wasn't much, but it would be enough.
A Pony Kind of Date
Putting her front hooves over the back, she bounded up with a small grunt and settled herself down on the blanket beside axel as the stallion, very sweetly, poured her a cup of hot chocolate from a flask that he'd stored back there, supposedly for that very
Liars Upon Liars
He took a drink from his flask and handed it to ratchet, "they tend to panic, even when they have the advantage. they'll think we're killing them from their side and try to run up through the stairs.
Silver Lining (Chapter 3)
\>she draws a sleek, silver flask from a bag left at the head of her bunk, and in a slow, single motion pops the top, takes a gulp from it, and screws it shut again.