He stepped out of the small, two-room building that was the main salvage yard office. unlike their wards, ex-enforcer pilots-turned mechanics chance furlong and jake clawson, burke and murray didn't live at the yard.
Chance Furlong, Commander Feral, Dark Kat, Death, Fanfiction, Felina Feral, Female, Hard Drive, Jake Clawson, Male, No-Yiff, Sergeant Talon, SwatKats, Violence (Not In Yiff), razor, t-bone
She smacks a hand on her mouth and started to walk around the yard.
there is something like purple putty, she thought. she get more closer, and saw so much purple, glowing goo around corner of the yard.
Chudoku, Family, Female, Girl, Horror, Metamorphose, School, creepy, danger, gas mask, nuclear, strange, weird
Bismarck ship yard 03
time: 15:42
squad: _spartan_
the breeze was cold. the water was untamed crashing up on the shore. a drop ship moved in to a small valley not too far from the target site. the doors opened.
Death, Love, M/F, Spyro, War
Matt muttered under his breath as he yanked at the starter cord, his mind turning back to trying to just finish up the damned yard as he started moving again.
Corgi, Dog, Male, Shapeshifting, Transformation
Feral nodded then climbed into his hummer, laid his gun beside him on his seat since he wasn't wearing his harness, and waved goodbye as he started the engine, leaving the yard for home.
Commander Feral, SwatKats
_** small holes formed in the yard during the fall, thanks to the poor treatment of the yard, and though spring was rapidly approaching and thawing the ground, this latest snowstorm had covered up the spots that gloria would normally know by heart.
Angst, Clean, F/solo, Female, Messy, Mild danger, Mild peril, Paw, Paw fetish, Paws, Shoe loss, Story, Teenager, Wet, tree house