It Is Well With My Soul
jinx just grinned, chuckling. "mm." "hey, darling." ezri nudged jinx. "what's our next assignment?" the skunk admitted, "dunno. i don't think the snow rabbit high command has detailed that yet.
Begin to Mend
jinx wasn't the most emotional male. he was very practical. often stubborn. but he knew enough, nowadays, to be attuned to states of those around him. ezri had helped him with that. a quiet, lip-biting nod.
The Non-Insurgency
jinx asked. "look, it doesn't matter who put it there, or why it turned itself on ... it's there," jinx said, "and we have eight minutes to terminate it. or we'll all dead." "escape pods. we have to get to the escape pods," said ezri.
Sneaking a Peek
"and i'll be...looks like we didn't jinx it yet." "hmmm?" "by saying that it was quiet," she mused. "usually that's the worst thing to do." "yeah," i chuffed.
The Tedium of Destruction
Ziggs was in his element as he and jinx acted as twin agents of chaos, wreaking havoc over both city-states without a care in the world.
Welcome To Suburbia. Chapter One. (Welcome To The Neighborhood.)
jinx asked from behind her. "how what? and how'd you get in here?" she asked suspicously. "i mean how can you do this?" the wolf asked, gesturing to the still burning fire.
Ever Onward
Commanded jinx. "shield back ... shields raised," said arianna, who was operating tactical, jinx having moved to the command chair. "jinx," said ezri, to her husband, from the comm. "jinx, the new ... the new squadron," she stammered excitedly.
Moving Day
#1 of todd and, generally, jason so i've spent the past two months working on a somewhat top secret project (i don't want to say to much about it yet, still sort of preliminary so i don't want to jinx it) and now that i'm done with the hard part i wanted
Shadow Stalkers: Jinx Pt 1
He watched intently as dots and squares crawled across the tac-map formed by the [i]jinx[/i]'s scanning systems; blue dots for shadow stalkers vessels, green dots for the client vessels and the red dots, naturally, being the enemy vessels.
Nyandemic Story, pt. 5
I'd jinxed it. damn it all, i'd jinxed it.
As Good As Rest
jinx asked, chewing on some bread. a buttered wheat roll. "jinx, you're eating all the rolls," wilco insisted. the flying squirrel grabbing the bread-basket away from the skunk. "how many rolls have you had?"
Part 26
Please, let's not jinx it. maybe it's just down the- someone slams into me from around the corner, sending lukewarm coffee all over my favorite hoodie. the small tiger falls while i stagger backwards, ready to curse the guy out.