United Through Two Worlds Chapter 16
Michael grabbed a packet of crisps, tearing the foil and shovelling the fried food into his mouth, not caring for the nutrition of it all. it was oily and most likely loaded with chemicals, but it at least tasted of something.
That Scent Must Sustain (8): Above the Trees
John rolled his eyes in greg's direction and placed a hand on his partner's crisp sleeve. "thanks, greg. thought we'd give it a shot. let's go, sherlock."
Snow Temperature (by Gruffy)
Perrin gasped, staring through the car window into the crisp, snowy surroundings while the taxi cab finally came into a halt.
Chapter Five - The Two Sides Of Kieran O'Rourke
Her uniform was crisp and neatly pressed as usual, she would never have disgraced it even on her worst day, but the scowl she wore on her face crowned the foul aura she projected. _{this is going to be a fun day,}_ kandria thought in her native lakian.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 51
It was no different from the pressure of a handshake or the warmth of the sun or the crisp wetness of river water flowing down your throat. it was just another part of him, but even so, banno could not remember feeling pain quite as intense as this.
Breakfast In Bed
I allowed my ears to wake up next, to sample the auditory delights such a crisp morning had to offer. the first sound i noticed, as it was every morning, was that of a rainstorm.
The Giant Firestarter
The fire was so intense that it even pierced the monstrosity's thick skull, cooking the dis-proportionally sized brain to a crisp on a subatomic level.
Bronies
The brownies weren't perfect, but at least the light crisping they got didn't turn to blackened burning. the brownies looked almost like the ones her mom made, though her's had the best edge you have ever seen on a brownie.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 29: Polished Welcome
_ and bowed in unison, all fifty of them, their coats crisp, their smiles undisturbed. the crowd murmured uncertainly, caught between laughter and reverence. some bowed. others just clapped along, drawn into the current of spectacle.
Scales and Honor: The Shattered God: Chapter 47
Out went his wings, membranes tingling on the crisp air, his frills flared, muscles begged to act. just as he was about to spring into action, a gentle cry caught his exquisite ears.
None So Vile 02: Guns at Dawn
Still, as the cold began to bleed away into the crisp autumn morn, he felt his nerves rise. artillery began to fire.
Dinner and a .... Foot massage?
Each covered in a crisp, white table cloth and a short, pink candle. the teeny flames balancing on each wick barely visible with the tall window open, and the outside light pouring into the area.