Turkey Shoot
Tach nominal, manifold nominal, oil temperature nominal, oil pressure nominal, water temperature nominal. plenty of fuel, and nothing to note. she glanced off her right wing to james, who flew beside her.
Life in the Apocalypse: Chapter 7
Which, thankfully, was right on top of the fire/oil man. the impact knocked him over, breaking his contact with the ground and, by extension, breaking his hold over the oil. my friends were free, and our enemies just had their strategy broken.
Vendel Keenwhisk 01
I’m testing whether this local mix could serve as fuel, if i blend in some oil-black.” the goat-woman cocked her head, her eyes narrowing. “oil-black? that chronowarren goo they praise as superior to lamp oil?
Z-Hero Compilation 1
\ [b]sampson:[/b] \oil\> this is why working in fast food is the bottom of the pits. please tell me you're done filling those doughnuts with jelly, bear buddy.
Tales From Beast City: Prince x Gnoll bodyguard
>the prince inserts a second, then a third finger and finds to his surprise that the gnoll has started pushing his ass against him, begging him to continue his own cock is now steel hard and almost painful he looks at the small flask of scented oil
Many Hands Make Light Work
A lighter oil seemed to have been used on his lower body, so while his limbs were most definitely flexible and malleable far beyond conventional extremes they still had some form and actual body to them.
wander ~ Chapter 18
Tomatillos; four different kinds of cheese, two of which i'd never heard of before; uncooked tortillas, sizzling gently in the pan atop the stove, lightly frying in a very particular type of oil.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 27: When the Curtain Rises
I’d treat ya right, oils, incense, seven-course debauchery. hell, i’d even wipe my snout first.” one eye gleamed like the edge of a blade.
None So Vile 05: Vultures Above, Lions Below
The inside was still made of crude stone, but colourful paint had been sloshed over the brickwork, oil paintings and ceremonial weapons hung along each wall.
Meet Your Idols
Rushing oil… capped by a plastic smile… rigid… fake… there was only so much jack could take, that he could fake… that he cou- "oh, he has."
The Gift of a Stranger - Chapter 2
The feeble light from a small oil lamp sitting on the captain's desk provided the only source of light. annayah gulped nervously.
MLP Nightmare chpt 3
"like i said, in simple terms petrol or petroleum, its a oil sub product" i watched spike topping up a oil lantern, then an idea come to me " twi? what is it you use to fuel your lanterns?"