Chapter 3: Assembly

"i mean, stitch, sunie, may, cajun, em, they would all want to know about this." tron spoke up, "well, they will know eventually. hawk already knows, em won't be back for a while, she won't know any different." i shrugged.

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Chapter 1: I Dreamed of You

"how about cajun food?" i asked leaning into his chest. "mmmmmm, yeah!" he grinned and patted his chisled belly, "shrimp etoufee 'n' dirty rice." i loved it when his lousianna roots came through, that accent just made me smile from ear to ear.

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Devil Seed Ch.5

There's a restaurant not far from here that serves cajun. i hear they have a live jazz band that plays nightly." mia nodded. "that sounds great." "well alright then." somewhere in downtown l.a.

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Maxwell 1

"on my honor as a cajun coon-ass, i promise that i won't." "are you really a coon-ass?" "if not, at least i've had a few." grayson laughed uproariously and made his farewells.

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A Deep, Dark Storm

They were cajuns, and half the time they spoke french so i couldn't understand the fuck they were saying. "i remember i used to go out in the middle of this clearing not far from the house.

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Infiltration (Act2, Book2, Chapter2)

She like the spicy cajun flavor." karla rubbed her chin then grinned. "i think we met. cute guy, but his accent is a little too french-y for my taste. but _yours_is hot." she reached a hand and patted his cheek. "i'm going to scout the perimeter.

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Expedition: Into the Breech

"so you met the ball of energy we called the ragin' cajun?" nomi inquired with a laugh. "well, if you've met her, you're better for it. she's pretty young... i hear they had to make a special provision to allow her to serve, actually.

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Twenty-One

"cajuns is food people, it's that simple. aint a'one of us that doesn't know how ta cook. though with all my practice, i aint used to cookin' for just myself!" he said with a loud laugh.

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Expedition: The Face of My Enemy

"general, you haven't seen an infantry weapon till you see the ragin' cajun taking pot shots at heavy metal like she was taking on paper." he assured her.

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Hero Evolution (Chapter5, Act1/Book3)

Evan flinched and cleared his throat then offered his hand to the gentleman with the cajun dialect. "i, uh, not really. i turn things to glass or sand at best. johann, here, can cause backdrafts and blow up warehouses... way cooler."

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Course Corrected (Act1, Book2, Chapter18)

She pulled the business card from a satchel and gave it to the cajun. "do not accept '_no_' for an answer. it has to be _this_ inspector, no one else.

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The Aces of Lylat, Chapter 8: Calm Time

They have all this seafood and cajun dishes there; i always wanted to try the jambalaya with the red beans and melted goat cheese mixed with it. the three of us actually went there one time." "so what happened?" "we got banned." "why?"

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