Who am I? Chapter 2

I heard the voice as a puff of cigar smoke came from his face.

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Keep Fighting - Chapter 1: Legacy

And here i was worried you weren't taking care of yourself but the scent of liquor and cigar that surrounds you now certainly quells my fears."

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You Bet Your Species

He's talking, pointing his cigar at me. i probably missed something, these lights are so hot, it's hard to focus. "so are you here with any family?" he asks, turning his eyes to the crowd.

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RATS!

And the genie disappeared in anther puff of nasty cigar smoke! and i head a last fading "whatta maroon!" well, one a weird scale of one to ten, that was about a twenty!

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Ravenwood Chapter 1

The reeking smell of alcohol and cigar smoke became unbearable. "there you are you worthless little turd." uncle jacob shouted as he hoisted casper up by his hair. "and look at this, you crapped yourself again."

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Servant of Darkness - Ch. 7: Returning Home

He wasn't sure if it was the cigar he was smoking or the loss of blood, but it was undoubtedly a combination of the two. he flicked the dwindling cigar butt away into the darkness and rested his head in his hands. "you got lucky.

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Splintered Light, Chapter 1.3: Facing the Moonrise

By the time he'd made a complete circuit the rottweiler had finished his cigar and tossed the butt overboard.

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The Lesser Known One

As he walked through the dusty streets back to the shoddy starport, hunter produced a cigar and a match from underneath his cloak. he struck the match using the sole of his boot, bringing the stuttering flame up to the cigar.

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Christmas Special 2017

Dex rooted around in his pocket, and pulled out a rubber cigar. "what am i going to do with this, then? it's loaded, and... whoops!" he threw it across the stage, and everyone instinctively ducked.

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Wanderer's Surprise (Quantum Leap/Blind Pig) mash-up_

Al looked around and the cigar fell from his lips, vanishing the second it left his lips. sam felt a small degree of vindication in seeing the blood drain from al's face.

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animalistic instincts: moving in

Box, she pulled out a small nightgown from the cigar box.

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