Sergal Tails 7

Blaze put the receiver back onto the holder before turning to the reynard, "you are coming along, mister. a miracle just happened."

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The Wolf's Requiem Chapter 2 Part 4

Gale detached the caller already around his neck, placed it in the second part of the holder and brought the new one around his neck, attaching it with a clicking sound.

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A Spare in the Trunk: Coffee Break

Jack set the cups down in the holders and everything else down between them. “no idea how you like your coffee so i brought out a load of different creamers, there should be sugar too.”

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Identity: Chapter Fifty

No candy wrappers, no shed fur, no pens on the dash, no drink in the holder; rather, his car looked almost like it had come straight from the dealer.

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Confrontations

He hands me his bottle of smirnoff ice and picks up his katana from the holder on the wall. i stiffen slightly and my sapphire eyes watch his movements carefully.

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Chapter 1

the holder crouched at the forty-six yard line and casted a glance back to the snow leopard, who simply nodded back. the silent count happened in his head.

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New Game - Chapter 2

After thinking for a while, i decided to get out of the bathroom and go to the front of the bed to grab the papers out of the holder.

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Galaxy: part 7

The bombs can be strapped to holders and the holders can be lowered from the hold so enemy fighters can't shoot them and explode the ship."

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Galactic Conflict: Training Day

I put it back into the holder on my vest, and pulled a new one out. casually, i slipped it into place and than gave it a solid slap. once again i pulled the charging handle back to load a fresh round.

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Twisted Fate Prologue

Then, there is a lot of noise, fumbling, some static even along with the heavy breathing of someone; perhaps the holder of what appears to be a camera recording? "hey, you? is that damn thing going?!"

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A Spare in the Trunk: Part VII

A hard yank pulled the washcloth off its holder, taking the holder with it. the rag wasn't for his arm though. before stuffing part of the rag into his mouth, jack braced himself and stared at the flowing water with dread. "gffdmmit!"

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