Peace and Worry
She pulled a bronze flask from a pocket on her tight armor, "drink first, it will help." he snatched the flask and took a large swig, "why so nice?" "it is my duty."
Chapter One
"do you suppose you could give me my flask? i could really use a drink." "oh! oh, of course, you poor thing!" the druid replied before hurrying out of the tent.
(CYOA) Forgotten notes
Then he looks to the flask thing. he stiff the stuff quick. it's doesn't smell that bad... it was smelling like cotton candy. then the stuff starts to froth, like shampoo.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 132
From inside she pulled half a pillow case, the edges torn and frayed, a flask that looked suspiciously like the one bartholomew always carried with him, and a needle and thread. "all out of bandages..." mother whispered. "all out of disinfectant.
Between Winters, part VIII
Rhania put down a flask of potion-in-progress and walked to the desk, where sebastian unfolded a map the size of a tea-towel. "this is the second time you mention that place. what is it all about?" sebastian flashed a warm smile at the fox.
Chapter Six
Rotuk asked tauntingly, dropping the flask of water at her feet before leading the horse away. the captive doe stared at the flask but made no move to touch it.
FlashFic: Roadside Assistance
That's okay, you just lean against my truck here, take another belt off this flask, look like you need it. there ya go... yup, just keep making those rifles more and more deadly.
Adipose City: Orchard Care
flask knew that the chubby, cherubic combat medic would much rather be in a situation requiring her chem gun or her surgical tools.
Chapter 1: The First Encounters
"take the flask with the label 10% naoh and the flask marked 10% hcl and measure out 100 ml each into an empty flask and write down your observation.(warning avoid skin contact!)"
Between Winters, Part 10 - One Magic Fox
He leaned back, flask in hand and looked expectantly at rhania and snowheart. snowheart and rhania looked at each other.
Between Winters, part XIV
- - - the next morning, arbinger came to her tent and brought a flask with him. "this will protect you". "a potion?" she uncorked the flask and sniffed at the contents. to her surprise, the liquid inside had no scent.
My Boyfriend is a Werewolf: Chapter 14
He rubbed his hip sorely before he pulled out a stainless steel flask of whiskey. "he saved our hides back there" he said as he opened the flask. her grandmother rushed up to him grabbing the flask after he had taken a sip. "marty!